Saturday, January 19, 2008

highlight of my week

...has been the discovery of... Goldschlager sorbet!! I'm just in awe of the amazing mind which conjured up this creation. Amazing. And even better, we had it in the cafe at work.

Seriously, life doesn't get any better than this.

Kat.

Friday, January 18, 2008

more Welsh politician scandal

From this week's Popbitch:

“I saw Wales’ First Minister, Rhodri Morgan, at
Riverside Food Market, Cardiff. He was telling
the owner of a dog who’d just put its head in
his bag of groceries, “I don’t think it’s
right that you let your dog go round licking
people’s bread.”

customs hell

So I'm at passport control at JFK during my mammoth travelfest to the West US coast, where the words 'piss-up' and 'brewery' come to mind as I get shunted from queue to queue for no apparent reason other than the officials feel the need to look busy and officious, thereby shaving valuable minutes from my already cutting-it-fine connection time.

My fingers refused to be scanned and I quickly discover that this is not the place to make jokes about protesting peacefully against the ID police by shaving my fingerprints off.

Fast forward to SFO airport, where the AirTrain to the car rentals is very efficient, I must say. But the satnav I hired has an English accent - go figure. Maybe that's why I got lost twice on the way to my hotel (it was also female). Randomly, I was waiting at the baggage carousel alongside the old doctor from Eastenders.

(I would have blogged this from the airport while waiting but they charge $7.95 per hour for surfing... whatever happened to free wi-fi in public places?? Robbing b*st*rds!)

Kat.

Monday, January 14, 2008

flu & swiss law

Posted today by a colleague in response to a message about a flu epidemic being declared in the German-speaking areas of Switzerland:

"Now is a good time to recite my favourite trivia about Swiss law: A
will can be declared orally in the presence of two witnesses in any
emergency or life threatening situation."

Thursday, January 10, 2008

expat

Today I'm displaying random nostalgic behaviour.

Am listening to the Chris Moyles show (and now I get the whole show because I exist an hour earlier in Switzerland and so don't miss the start). I'm even laughing at Aled's rubbish jokes.

And I stopped for Starbucks on the way into work and picked up a grandé latte, all on autopilot - despite having The Best Coffee Machine In The World at work, all free.

What does this mean??

Kat.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

limbo

I've fashioned a fluffy den out of the sofas which make up the sole items of furniture that I possess at present. Every single other worldly possession of mine is currently in transit, some kind of stasis between here and London, which is a very odd feeling.

Further Swiss observations.

5) Bin bags are more expensive than platinum. To the extent that you have to ask for them from under the counter as if you're some kind of terrorist acquiring radium at their local supermarket - because they get nicked otherwise. I was almost ashamed to procure them - and this shame is the ultimate aim of the Swiss government, in order to 'encourage' us to recycle. Damn right I will be - the equivalent of TWELVE FINE BRITISH POUNDS for a roll of 10. Small ones.

6) The Swiss are *lovely*. On wandering around the streets of Zurich with a look of complete desperation and loss, which is a common look of mine, people will go out of their way to offer assistance. I'm trying to get used to this and not look too suspicious - you know the 'about to be mugged' look that Londoners tend to adopt when approached by a stranger who's making eye contact.

7) The Swiss are also adorably law abiding. When, and only when the green man lights up do we all calmly and obediently cross the road. Compare this to lunchtime at Oxford Circus in December, and you could be on a different planet.

more as it happens...

Kat.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

OMG

I have just seen the new promo for the latest 'appointment' on the HP. LOL!! I just *know* that you added that extra sparkle as a reluctant compromise for going the whole hog with a huge shiny star-like twinkle on his smile.

Either that, or he's sooo wearing lipgloss.




Kat.