It's not Easter anymore folks

So clearly there has been a bit of hiatus from this blog. Now this doesn't necessarily mean that I'm going to be back posting on a weekly basis, simply that I was sick of seeing that slightly cross-eyed photo of myself from Easter. So here are some photos from my recent trip to the Isle of Jersey. Highly recommend. Especially for fans of seafood.
View of Jersey from the plane

Champagne and oysters. A girl could get used to this.

Easter fun

There are some memebers of my family who are of the persuasion that the best part of Easter is the egg salad the day after. For me it was always getting my hands dirty.

they say it's a sign of verility, non?

I rarely talk about celebrities on this blog, which is probably because like most bloggers I secretly (and sometimes not so secretly) see myself as my own little star. But today I'd like to talk about poor bald Britney Spears. I'm sure the news coverage in the states has been the same over here - Celeb on the verge of a nervous break down.

Now her fragile psyche aside (be they rumours or truth), girl looks good bald. Beneath all those extensions; blurred make-up and beer sweat it was easy to forget that Brit Brit is not just a spiralling pop star on her way down but a pretty face too. She is just so purrty. And I'm jealous. I've always wanted to shave my head, but am too vain, too scared, too, well, normal to go through with it. How amazing it must feel to be able to exfoliate your scalp, to let it see sun, to breathe - and to give your hair a whole new start.

Britney - I hope you get the help you need if you do indeed need help, but most of all I hope you enjoy that beautiful baldhead of yours while you can.

Spicy Ham wears a crisp blanket

I've just seen an ad for this lovely looking choice piece of meat - that is right, they are bringing back the Spam Fritter. A slab of spam battered and fried. I'd be interested in finding out why this no doubt light, healthy, all-natural, golden treat had to leave us and what genius decided that we were indeed a nation ready to embrace yet again this spam goodness.

Interestingly enough when I did a search for this photo on Spam Fritters, I found that it is also urban rhyming slang for Shitter.

Enough said.

Second hand comes in first

Just thought I'd play the proud daughter and show off some of my Papa's sculptures, who frequently has pieces on display in various Cote d'Azur locations. All sculptures are made by recycled metals, giving used objects new life, be they window handles or tractor seats.

My my has it been that long? You're looking FAB by the way

No, No, I didn't forget about you my little neglected blog. I'm sorry I stayed away so long. But instead of wasting time feeling guilty, lets waste time catching up.

Chrimbo and New Years were lovely. Tons of gorgeous home cooked food in France, beautiful countryside, and some long overdue bonding (especially with my youngest sister). Among some of the dishes I ate:



A succulent Venison



The ever popular Christmas treat in France, Oysters.



Tender and powerful Wild Hare

Spent some time with friends in Paris and then dabbled in my first role behind the scenes of a Television show in the making.

It's pretty hard not to miss a city that can give you a sight like this:

I'll do my best to update more often. I find that when I leave it this long there's so much to say, you end up saying nothing at all.