Paris isn't a pothead?!

Well, Paris is out of jail (I can't believe it's been 3 1/2 weeks...) and she's done an interview with Larry King. And, dear readers, I ploughed through the transcript on your behalf! Larry chit chats with her until 3/4 through the interview when he turns like a dog who's worn one poncho too many and starts asking her if she does drugs. Apparently she doesn't, never has, never will, etc! Then Larry suggests that Paris is not quite normal and loves the attention:

KING: You consider yourself normal?

HILTON: Yes. When people say that I don't understand, I just feel like I'm any other girl. I just, I don't know, I have a good heart ...

KING: You ...

HILTON: ... I'm a good person. I don't think of myself any normal -- any different than anyone else.

KING: You don't treat -- you don't think you are treated any of this, the jail, the whole thing, frivolously?

HILTON: What do you mean by that?

KING: That you danced through it, in a sense. When the public saw you.

HILTON: I was locked in a cell for three and a half weeks. It was a horrible experience so ...

KING: With the ...

HILTON: ... I did my time.

When the public saw me?

KING: Yes, you know, you always looked. You like the camera.

Coro

Loved:
* Ashley chopping meat
* Ken Barlow kicking (David Platt's) ass
* Shelly kicking ass (not once, not twice, but three times)
* Bev's orange outfit (strange but true)

* 3 references to someone dying...

Hated:
* Charlie Stubbs
* Leanne's baby-talk-speech-impediment (that gets worse and worse)
* The rungs on the back of Kelly's top
* Claire's pink dressing gown (and fake baby belly)

Apologising for:
* Not posting regularly this week (I blame a combination of Greg, antibiotics, cold and tiredness)

Coro last night

Oh dear, Greg and the antibiotics are just sucking the life out of me - I could barely even get into Coro last night! I've decided, though, that I quite like the floral wallpaper in Eileen's front hall. And what about those tops Liz McDonald was wearing? She must have had three different outfits on last night. And each one was like a car wreck - terrible, but you just couldn't look away. I think my favourite was the ultra-tight leopard print...

And do we all agree that Steve is about to break down Tracy and Charlie's door to save poor Amy, only to find that Tracy had already popped back to the flat and taken her with her? And then Charlie will be threatening Steve and Shelly to pay for the broken door.

And how funny was the scene with Leanne?! The factory girls are right, though, she does look like an "ex-prozzie"!

Oh, and top marks to Vernon for his stella drum rolls last night! If he wasn't such a freeloader he'd actually be quite likeable.

What do you do on a snow day?

Nothing like a snow day to justify a sponge...a THREE tiered one...

And I've been doing some research on your behalves, dear readers, about the cheddar's trip to Glastonbury. Below is an excerpt from a website I found:

"And the star itself will be putting in an appearance at the festival, mainly ‘chilling’ out with members of its entourage. Of course full details of the Cheddar’s movements cannot be released for fear of mobbing but an unnamed source has indicated that when the cheese has fulfilled its official duties it’ll probably be schmoosing with the A-listers back stage."

"Regular visitors to cheddarvison.tv are said to be concerned that there won’t be anything to see during the stars mini-break, while rumours that a ‘Double’ Gloucester may be used as a stand in are currently unfounded."

And guess what else??? When the cheese gets back they're going to sell t-shirts (Rodrigo sure gets around), mugs and aprons! Booyah!

Snow day

Well, don't know that Rodrigo's t-shirts would really come in handy today...

Here's the park next door to us...

And our car...

18cms in one spot...

Hope all of you in Dunedin are keeping warm...

**Updates**

1. Greg is an abscess. The doctor has given him some antibiotics. And she's given me some painkillers.
2. Ruth is right. The cheddar has gone to Glastonbury! I hope this doesn't affect its maturation. Especially if it's hanging out with Pete Dougherty types.
3. Ana, perhaps you should get in touch with Rodrigo. You just never know.
   

Webcams...

For those of you sick of looking at that piece of cheddar or sick of watching alpacas online, why not check out the Lake Tekapo webcam? You can even move the camera to a view that suits!

http://www.tekapotourism.com/videocam.htm

More apologies

Again, no Coro post because I slept through it and then went out for a cup of tea. It's Greg, you see. He's this giant pimple/boil/abscess that's developed on my cheek this week. And he's giving me grief and making me tired and giving me headaches. He's meeting my doctor this afternoon. It hasn't really been a good couple of months health-wise. Infact, it all started when I started this blog...

Have a good weekend and check out the comments on the last post (we got spammed by Rodrigo - he must have heard all the 'man' talk and come running).

Apologies

Apologies again! It's just so, so cold in our computer room that it puts me off blogging.

Just quickly though, I did hear a rumour that Tinkerbell is dead but was swapped with another chihuaha!

Have a good day everyone! And for those of us from the Med Library, let's hope it's not snowing tonight for the hen's party!!

Apologies

Will post re Coro later today - was too tired last night!

Cheese

As I'm sure you'll remember, a few posts ago I told you about CheddarVision, where you can watch a cheddar cheese mature (I know, I know, exciting stuff). Well, since then it's got a lot mouldier, been sent postcards and has even been invited to a wedding (of course). Now you can watch its first three months of life in a time lapse video on YouTube.

For those of you who still can't get enough cheese and have 5 minutes to spare, you can also check out Monty Python's Cheese Sketch. And if anyone has some serious procrastinating to do, why not spend 7 minutes watching Pat make goat cheese (seriously, who knew goats' udders were that big...)

You did watch Coro, right?

For goodness sakes. So your son sends you cards and signs them as your dead-serial-killer husband (you forgive him because the poor lad's been through a lot), then the headmaster hand-delivers a notice to you saying that your little sod of a son hasn't been going to school so you physically take him to school yourself only to find he's been home again (but you believe him when he says he just came home to get his footy gear and that he's turned a new, studious leaf), then you catch him lounging around the house again (and he doesn't even bother giving you an excuse), you take him to school, he says he's being bullied and then even though the headmaster doesn't believe him, even though his grandmother doesn't believe him, even though his sister doesn't believe him you believe him AND you tell him he doesn't have to go to school for the next 2 weeks!!!!!!!! Huh???? Gail, Gail, Gail - stop the boat and get out.

Gail (from Coro, remember?)

When, oh when, is Gail's cruise down De Nile going to end?

"Paris" - it's near Wilmslow, isn't it?

Who knew Paris would be such a hot topic? Who knew Kia Ora Coro's readers would unamiously (apart from that one person who picked the 'France' option on the poll) think she deserves everything she gets? I thought there'd at least be one kind soul who could feel some sympathy for her. Not me, obviously. But one of you dear, kind-hearted readers.


Anyway, Westside, one of our commenters, is so riled by Paris that they've just sent in the following stunning pics...

Paris phone home

So, Paris phones home to mommy but mommy's talking to Barbara Walters (as you do) so Babs and Paris decide to have a little chit chat too. Says Paris to Babs:

"I used to act dumb. It was an act. That act is no longer cute. It is not who I am, nor do I want to be that person for the young girls who look up to me."

"Now, I would like to make a difference...God has given me this new chance."

Well, kia ora Paris. Let's hope you do make a difference.

Babs, being Babs, didn't let it rest there, though. What, she wondered, was prison like? Paris replied that she was "hanging in there", she's "under the guidance of a spiritual advisor" (hmm, ok), the other crims were "friendly" (well, yes, I'm sure they are) but that for the first few days she "felt as if [she] was in a cage". Well DUH, Paris, you ARE in a cage. I thought she said she'd dropped the dumb blonde act??

P.S. Don't forget Coro tonight!

It's a family thing

Now, didn't I tell you that Sean's dad wouldn't be his dad afterall? Didn't I say that instead his mother will have had an affair while his 'dad' was away at sea and that now he'd be upset because he doesn't know his 'dad' or his dad or, bless his heart, his ma'm? I'm sure I told you.

And speaking of parents, word on the street (okay, it's from eonline) is that when Judge Sauer sent Paris Hilton back to the slammer she cried like a baby for her mommy. Man up Paris, if Martha Stewart can do it, then so can you.

And people say Paris can't act...

Curious

Wow, so Paris' jail time lasted as long as my cold. Interesting.

Coro's gone crazy?!

What's going on? Diggory's gone stale, the cab firm's going under, the Corner Shop's supplying the Street's teens with vodka...next thing you know, Danny'll be out of women's knickers and Cilla'll be burning down the chippy! Oh wait, that's already happened...

Poor old Sean - do you think it's just his mother-in-law who's the loopy-la-la, rather than his dad?


And let's spare a thought for Frankie and Paris as they both spend their first nights in jail. Kia ora.

P.S. Imagine if Diggory met Paris...*cringe*

Ruby and Liz

And, here's the shot we've all been waiting for...Ms Mullani's cat Ruby watching Coronation Street!

Brilliant!

Cats, cats, cats!

And now let me introduce Debbie's cat, Manny, and his mouse. Manny's quite unwell at the moment, but it's debatable whether it's due to a lack of Coronation Street or not.

Isn't he gorgeous?

And here's Ms Mullani's kitten, Ruby, being way too cute...

Dogs, dogs, dogs!

First up let me introduce Juliet's little cutie all the way from Australia. Now, bear with me here, I'm not completely sure whether his name is the very trendy "Stilton-Garage" or if his name is just plain old "Stilton" and he's in the garage. Hmm, I feel a poll coming on.

And sticking with the Australian theme, here's Yoda and Ariel, Ana's dogs (who now live with her ex, unfortunately)

And here's poor little Angus whose owner hates Coronation Street. Poor, poor Angus.

(Just look at the resentment brewing in those eyes...)

Hey, where are the pet photos??

I have a stack of excellent pet photos to show you all and I'd planned to have them ready today. I also planned to watch two hours of Coro last night. Unfortunately, though, last night turned into a total nightmare. There's nothing like living next to a park and then hearing a young child screaming in such a way that you actually feel obliged to call the police to make for an unusual night (or to turn you into a blubbering mess). Turns out, thankfully, that it was just one of the neighbourhood kids throwing an extreme tanty (in his own house, not the park) - the poor sod had just wanted to go to scouts with his big brother (and by the time a policeman came knocking on his door he was happy as larry watching The Simpsons).

So, expect a pet picture extravaganza awaiting you on Monday morning, rather than today. And I know there are a still a lot of you with potential pictures to send, so leave me a comment or email me your photos! Pet week is officially being extended.

(I truly can't wait to show you the photo of one reader's cat watching Coro...)

Have a good weekend everyone!