Thursday, 28 June 2007


People talk to me. I mean, really talk. They do, they always have done. I don't have a name for this but people always tell me stuff, secrets, skinny. That's just how it is. (Before I go any further I'd just like to reassure all readers that I have never before blogged about what people tell me, I am the secret keeper) Often what people tell me can be too much for my delicate ears and I have to file it away in the "I'll pretend I didn't just hear that" part of my brain.

Brief background now: 2 of my lovely friends are pregnant. And because people talk to me as I said above I've been very involved with these pregnancies. I've joined in every ache, twinge, twitch, freaky movements (eeek!), buying of baby furniture...I could go on but I won't, cos it sounds like I mind and I don't really...much. I'll be honest, on occasion the baby talk has been a wee bit too much for me but the glazed expression usually makes them stop ;o)

Sheesh this is long-winded, it's cos I'm at work on overtime and I keep stopping and starting.

Pregnant 1 has finished work already. And is one week away from giving birth! Surely deserving of a very loud EEEEEKKKKK! Everyone is on tenterhooks. We're texting everyday to see if there are any developments. Today there was a development. And Pregnant 1 described it in her usual sardonic manner: SPIM: sharp pains in muff...and I don't think she meant one of those hand warmers (!) that ice skaters use.

When I read it I laughed out loud. I really did. Out loud. In quiet library land. I couldn't believe that she had put that word in an email! When I replied saying just that, she amended the word to the correct medical term, but by then it was beyond funny and bordering on hysteria. And I told her I was going to blog about it to share the joy!

There you have it. I told you that people tell me stuff! And now you know what kind of stuff I hear. I have a feeling that most of you reading this are filing it away under the "noooooooo" part of your brain. And that makes me chuckle quietly. Ta-ta x

Wednesday, 27 June 2007


First I want to say big congratulations to Dizz and D for completing the Race for Life! Well done both of you I'm so proud. Secondly, I am enjoying the mini films being produced by Fizz and look forward to the next installment. Now on to the subject, I went to the cinema a few days back to see Vacancy. It wasn't too bad and normally horror films don't really bother me, but with the prospect of staying in a Motel during our San Fran trip I just want to make it known to any motel owning would-be snuff-filmmakers that I know the score and not to mess with two Brit-chicks when they come to stay. Also we have lots of friends who will know where we are staying in case you get any nasty ideas. Just thought I'd put it out there....

Saturday, 23 June 2007

We did it!

Fizz is so lovely, she beat me to it by telling you about the Race. But I wanted to tell you a bit more about it and share some photos as well.

During the Christmas holiday 2006 my lovely friend D lost her mum to cancer. Her mum put up a fight and she battled on for much longer than the doctors predicted and surprised us all. It was such a sad and horrible time and I was at a total loss cos my friend was hurting and I couldn't do anything to help. I'm so very proud of D for how she's come through the other side and hope that I did a good job as her friend.

But we wanted to do something in her mum's memory. And this is where the Race for Life comes in. Each year, Cancer Research organise these races and millions of women all over Britain take part, raising money as they go. So we signed up. Even though we never run. And would really rather eat cake. But we did really well. This is our sponsor page, and we also both raised money on our paper sponsor forms so we reckon our personal total is about 500 quid.

The race is 5km (about 3 miles), and today it was through some very muddy woods due largely to the never ending rain! We completed it in 43 mins and 6 seconds. And just in case you don't believe it, here's the photos to prove us crossing the finishing line:

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Thanks to everyone who sponsored us and supported us. It was a really special thing to do. And we're pretty sure that D's mum was looking down on us at the end and cheering us on loudly xx

Well Done Dizz And D!

Dizz and her friend D. did the run for life today. Well done to both of them! (and everyone else who's done it, whether I know them or not.)

Dizz - how about posting a photo of your medal?


Friday, 22 June 2007

Fizz Scorsese

Fizz has a new toy. And when Fizz gets a new toy she likes to play with it lots. Her latest new toy is YouTube, as you'll see from the previous post. Tuesday night rolled around and we went off to theatre as usual, lots of painting, lots of jobs. I was painting stars. Fizz Scorsese was wandering around with her camera and captured me in action, which you can enjoy here. You can watch it without sound but then you won't be able to enjoy all the special sound effects that she's put in.

Reviews are always welcome. I'll get me frock ordered ready for the Oscars... x

Tuesday, 19 June 2007

YouTube Video

Check this out! I'm so proud of it!

I went to a rehearsal for Song Birds, the forthcoming Billingham Players production, and I took some photos and some video. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to do anything with the video, but I downloaded Microsoft MovieMaker (which involved upgrading to XP service pack 2, a nightmare) and had a play around with it. I'm really pleased with the result. Here's a link, but if that doesn't work, just go to and search for billingham players.

Helen, the woman who's singing in the first bit of the clip, has a fantastic voice, doesn't she?

Saturday, 16 June 2007

Happy birthday, happy birthday!

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday tooooooo Tiiiiiizzzzz
Happy birthday to yooooooooouuuuuu!

Hope you're having a fantastic day and that you have a rockin' night getting very merry. And that you got lots of lovely presents. And ate cake!


Sunday, 10 June 2007


wow, what a weekend. The weather men got it wrong when they predicted rain and big black thunder clouds cos it has been a HOT weekend. Go-jus sunshine all weekend. Glorious my friends, glorious. I don't know what it is about hot weather but it seems that lots of other things have been hot about this weekend as well.

First off was Dr Who. He was scccchmooookin' in this week's episode. Fizz wasn't at all sure when it started and texted me to say not enough of the Dr on the screen but I had a feeling it was going to be a good one and I was not let down. It now ranks up there as my all time favourite episode, followed a very close second by the fireplace one. I think my fave bit was towards the end when him and Martha appeared, got out of a taxi, she was carrying a bag full of arrows on her back and he had the bow draped across one shoulder, someone called his name, he turned, ooohhh it's enough to make a girl go all a-quiver. Hawt!

And today, more hot weather. So hot that I was forced to buy two vest tops, a babydoll dress, and a stonking good hat: baker boy, khaki green, oh so funkay, must be worn at a jaunty angle. I trotted off up to my parents for dinner and one man almost fell out of his car to get a look at my hat so it's obviously a good purchase :o)

On the way, I had one of those automotive moments that only happens if you have any interest in cars. My interest waxes and wanes but it's always there cos my dad's a mechanic so I grew up around a great variety of cars. Anyhoo, back to the story. There I am strutting down the street in my new hat when this car roars past me. And it was hot. It was long, silver, sleek, oh so sexy. I did that thing where you stop and just watch it drive by knowing that the guy driving it is SO LOVING his hot car. To cut a long story short, it was a Nissan car, Wavey works for Nissan, I texted him to see what it was and could he borrow one for the weekend. Turns out it was one of these:
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Wow. That is one hot car. I think that car would make me purr with delight. I want that car. See? Hot.

Here's hoping the hot weather stays cos I lurve it so x

Thursday, 7 June 2007

New blog

I have created my very own blog! Woohoo!

As those of you who regularly read Dizz'n'Fizz'n'Tizz will know, I like doing all sorts of craftsy stuff. So I've created a blog to keep a record of the things I make. Take a look, I'd love to have some comments.

Here's the link

other stuff

It's been quite a while since any postings and I had a whole few days of lots of fun that was centred around music. As I didn't post about it there and then I decided to just make some odd comments, put a couple of photos up and a couple of links and then you can dip in and out at your leisure.

First up was the Blaises Revival night. For the uninitiated, this was a club that used to exist in M'Bro and it was famous for many things, mainly the sweat dripping from the ceiling and the rock room that, well, rocked. It closed down in 2002 and became toilets for the Walkabout pub. Some clever bod (read geek) has decided that it'd be fun to open it up again for the summer. We found out. We got excited. We went. In case you want to go

For said night the wardrobe choices were a nightmare. I used to go in DM boots, bad straight legged jeans and a huge checked shirt. I do not own any such fashion monstrosities. Everything in my wardrobe is pretty and nice. So I went with a denim mini (Fizz calls it a belt but it's not that short), black boots, black tee, and very funkay hair. I looked to Amy for inspiration and created the Dizz beehive:
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I'm not entirely sure what was going on in the next photo but I think I was in a blissful music state:
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Do we likey?

And finally, went to Middlesbrough Music Live at the weekend with Tizz. This is a fantastic free music festival that is hosted in our fair town. Bands come and play. People drink and fall over. We usually eat pizza for dinner. And drink pints out of plastic glasses. And this time we had hot donuts. Fresh hot donuts. Yum. We saw a couple of good bands but my fave by far was Amy Macdonald. She was absolutely amazing. She did a fantastic cover of Mr Brightside by The Killers which blew me away. And her bassist was absolutely lush. I've just pre-ordered her cd so if you get a chance, check her out.

Thus endeth the other stuff. Ta-ta x

"exercise is fun"

That there is my new mantra. Or at least, I'm trying to make it my new mantra. Let me explain. For the longest time I've enjoyed being a lazy person who if forced to choose would opt for a chill out on the sofa over exercise. But I'm also a lazy person who enjoys cake. And biscuits. And icecream. So it was bound to catch up with me at some point. So now I'm a person who says things like "exercise is fun". Honest.

Went to the gym tonight after work. I don't think that fun is the right word. But I cycled 5km and rowed a few more and then walked uphill for a few more. All the time trying to avoid looking at myself in the HUGE mirror that is right in front of all these exercise machines (whose idea was that by the way? Horrible). Things I learned as I exercised:
1. My roots are SHOCKING! See I told you that mirror is bad
2. The Fratellis are definitely the best for making you row faster
3. The man with the dodgy porno-stash and mullet should not try to talk to me
4. Thank god for ipods (see above)
5. Grey is not a good colour choice for exercise clothing

To top off all this fantastic exercise, from the gym to my house is 15 minutes walk uphill so I walked home, eating an apple, feeling all holier than thou. Even made it past the most fabulous fish n'chip shop in my fair village (does inhaling deeply and saying aaahhh as you walk past count as consumption?) to enjoy a healthy dinner of scrambled eggs and a Food Doctor seeded bagel, yumness.

But never fear, this is all just a temporary thing I'm sure. Once that small roll of lard that is gathering dangerously close to the top of my jeans disappears, I'll be back on the sofa, enjoying a celebratory hobnob or 4. Ta-ta xx