December 2007

(31 December 2007)

LOOK! I've already had one bottle of champagne. played one game of scrabble which the Yorkshire terrior won. We are finally alone. All the girls are doing their own thing. My mother is happily esconced with some Dickens. Every body...

The Eve of Christmas (24 December 2007)

Dear, dear all, The turkey's sitting on the draining board. The fridge broke. The hob stopped working. The washing machine is kaput. The fan belt on my little red car has gone all limp on me. Jim got nicked for...

Buzz Balls (23 December 2007)

The last Sunday before Christmas. On LBC we talked food around the world. We talked puddings and sweets and whale blubber. MARIA ELIA came in and told of life on a yacht and how to make turkey in a bag....

Winter Wonderland - rewrite (22 December 2007)

Sleigh bells ring, can you here 'em? In the bath and the bedroom, They sing ding-a-long. A merry old song. Waiting for a winter wonderland. I'm agog at the spending. Just one day, we'll be spending. Prostate on the couch,...

A Capital day (19 December 2007)

I spent all morning in bed making phone-calls on behalf of others. Then after abluting, transcending, adorning and scent, I climbed into the Jackmobil and headed off to Prospect Pictures. I haven't properly been back there since April, but I'd...

I'm not as thissed as you pink I am (19 December 2007)

There's only so many parties you can go to before your toes curl up like dried toast. Monday's do was all Shoreditch and Chardonnay. Tuesday's do was all Bloomsbury and Bubbly. Wednesday's do is all Wandsworth and Wallop. Thursday''s do...

Return to Lender (16 December 2007)

Green fingers? Green food? Green Christmasí? Thatís what we talked about on todays show. LUCY SEIGLE terrified the life out of me. Having to remember to shop without plastic, and then put your food into jute, not plastic bags, and...

Saturday Night musings (15 December 2007)

It's 9.15 on Saturday night. After too much Saturday night television I've removed myself from the sitting room. Tomorrow I'm packing up and going to the flat for a week. Sundays show is all about having a GREEN CHRISTMAS. Lucy...

Christmas is coming (15 December 2007)

Ok. Ok. I have been up and down to London. In and out of pain. Under the thumb. Round the houses. Past my best. And over the moon....

Minus 3 (12 December 2007)

Minus 3. Christmas Tree. In the pond till Saturdee. Today I had the fridge man in to mend the fridge. It was the thermostat. I made a cheque but tore it up, just like Chris Tarrant, when I realised that...

Green Christmas (10 December 2007)

Dear All, my ankle hurts, although I know it's really no excuse for bad verse. But here goes any way: I'm dreaming of a green Christmas. Not like the ones I used to know. Where the tree-tops tumble, and children...

An Insult ( 6 December 2007)

Well dear readers, As agony aunt to the less than famous, the indiscreet and the truly damaged, let me draw your attention to young Phils queary. Living in Thailand, as he does, and enduring Siam Suzie, which he does, Philip...

Pantotime ( 5 December 2007)

It's late. OH! NO IT ISN'T. OH! YES IT IS. I've just come back from Jim's first night in 'Mother Goose'. OH! NO YOU HAVEN'T . OH! YES I HAVE. There was so much traffic, and an accident coming back...

Mrs. B's Diary ( 1 December 2007)

I've kept a diary ever since 1981. Each year Jim would buy me a big full-page, A4, lined jobbie, which I would fill religiously with waffle. A different colour each year, so I have a library of red, blue, black,...

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