So, as most evening's are at the Colville Road household, housemates gather in the kitchen at around 8/9pm to cater up some of the finest cuisine to ever bless this household. I was catering up some of Asda's finest 'Chosen By You' range, Cod Fishcakes with steamed fresh vegetables. My dark haired Fearne Cotton looking chum from yonder way, who goes by the name of Clare, was making some kind of vegetable thing along with a substance she claimed to be called 'Quinoa'.
Now for those of you who are not sure what 'Quinoa' is, here is a little insight to what it is. 'Quinoa', pronounced kinwa, is a grain-like crop grown primarily for its edible seeds. Not to be confused with the hit 1992 album, 'Quinoa' by the German band Tangerine Dream.
Pre-cooked, it looked reasonably edible. Sort of bird-seed looking, of you're into that kind of thing. But after it has been cooked is another kettle of fish. Now, I'm not going to beat about the bush, but it looked like something I would have found deep in the darkest depths of my belly button. Then I was proposed with trying some of it and I thought, "Oh well, in for a penny, in for pound" and dug in for a try of the questionably healthy belly fluff.
It was, in a word, awful. Like a sour mush. Sorry, not something I will be trying again. I don't care how healthy it is for you. Nothing that healthy should make you want die inside. End of. But I tried it. It was sort of something new. Something new that I will never eat again.
So, healthy sour belly fluff aside. THE FIRST ADVENTURE IS OFFICIALLY BOOKED.
Yes, on the 15th May 2012, myself and two other of my buddies will be jetting off the Marrakesh, Morocco for a couple of days where we plan to explore the city, sleep on the roof of a hostel and trek into the Sahara Desert with the help of Camels. The trek does have the potential to start with an 8 hour bus ride into the Atlas Mountains with one toilet stop, but we are considering going with Omar and his Land Rover/Jeep style transport so that we can stop as often as we want to take photos etc.
But what will you do in the desert? I hear you ask. We do have plans to do such activities such as Sand boarding and such but the most exciting thing I'm looking forward to is watching the sun go down and see the stars come out. Some people say it's as if someone has thrown silver glitter onto the sky. People just camp out all night just counting the shooting stars. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. I've already planned to nickname my camel Barry. Quite a Camelly name really, isn't it?
Of course, Yellow will be coming with me, all the way. When I told him, he went straight upstairs and started packing! Don't believe me? See for yourself:
10 points goes to the person that can guess correctly where this lyric, in the title, comes from?!
Not much of a blog this time, but I just thought I'd let you all know that, on this very evening, I went out and tried something new. Nothing too drastic or adventurous, but something that in a sense, gets the ball rolling on this whole New Years Resolution malarky.
So this evening I attended my first ever Zumba class. Yes, indeed I did! And you know what, I loved it. It was so much fun! And didn't think I would actually sweat that much but from the state I was in, you would thought I would have been drowned. Multiples times.
For those of you who don't know about Zumba, basically its a new form of fitness combined with various types of Latin dance. But unlike any other dance class, you don't feel pressured to get every step or gesture spot on. In the words of our fitty instructor, Miss Laura Brown, as long as your having fun, getting the basics down and sweating lots, thats all that matters. Just to mention that this was her first EVER class since she qualified as an Instructor and she did amazingly well to say the crowd she was teaching was of various backgrounds and natures. One lady in particular.
I'm not going to go into any detail, but basically this one lady who was there was a little bit, lets say, snooty. Now we all knew that this was a brand new class being taught to us by a trained dancer. Now if we were doing something, like a certain stretch or whatnot, that wasn't good for us, we would expect the EXPERT to tell us what we are doing wrong and how we could correct it to make it better and easier for us to do. Oh no! Not this woman. Laura tried to help her out and she instantly gave up and muttered something, probably insulting, under breath. She just snatched up her water bottle, and from the looks of things, just gave up on the spot. Hopefully she won't turn up next week to lower the tone.
Anyway, rude middle-aged women aside, surprisingly, I got really into the whole thing. Gave everything a go, wholeheartedly and just basically had fun. No point doing things half arsed. In for a penny, in for a pound as I always say. I walked out of that studio feeling really good about myself. So, thank you Laura Brown for a fantastic class and I WILL be joining you again, hopefully, in the near future for some more Zumba fun.
And for those of you wondering if I took Yellow with me, then I'm sorry to disappoint. I had to check out the class to see if was safe for a Yellow Peanut M&M's to bound around in. Luckily I came to the verdict that it was completely M&M friendly, and if you are lucky I may even get you all a quick picture of him in Zumba action next time!
Thats all for now I'm afraid. Until next time!
OH! and the answer to the question at the start is:
SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH!
What a golden oldie that was!
So as you all know my New Years resolution is to say Yes to more stuff this year including going on more worldly adventures. Since my last blog to you all, I have already begun to plan my first few ventures of 2012. Some at home and some away.
But before I go into a bit more about those various adventures, I have a new friend for you all to meet. Yellow.
Yellow is one of five characters at M&M's World. For those who don't know me (if any), just to clarify that my current occupation at the present time is the Yellow M&M at the M&M's World Store in London's Leicester Square. For those who don't know Yellow, he's clumsy and dimwitted whilst the same time, loveable and cuddly. He always knows how to see the good in things and no matter how bad a situation can get, he will no doubt be always, and I mean ALWAYS, be sporting a warm smile.
Now on this day, whilst waddling around the store in the suit, making everyone laugh and smile, I managed to make a friend in form of a 6-7 year old little girl who fell completely in love with Yellow. No matter where he went in store, she followed but was polite and well mannered enough to stand back and let other people have a photograph or have a quick cuddle, which is quite rare when it comes to dealing with kids under the influence of various E numbers. A bit like dealing with Frankie Cocozza on a more daily basis. Not that I've had to deal with him at all, but you catch my drift. Kids are daft. Anyway, as soon as she was able to grab the opportunity, she was straight back in there, holding Yellow's hand and drowning him with cuddles once again.
Around 5 minutes before my buddy, Emma, had to take Yellow from the shop floor and return him to the comfortable cupboard where the rest of his friends peacefully reside, she and her mum came dashing towards us, clutching a horde of M&M's bags. The little girl reached inside one of them and presented Yellow with a mini version of himself as a present. Straight away, I assumed that she was just showing him what she had bought but had actually physically bought it as a present for Yellow. Emma, by this point overwhelmed with emotion and on the brink of tears due to this random act of pure kindness and love, tried to get the little girl to keep it as a way of remembering Yellow by trying to say that wherever she went he would go with her. It wasn't until the mother told us that if Yellow didn't take the gift, she would probably cry therefore Yellow had no option but to happily accept it. This made that little girl the happiest person in the world at that moment in time, which, I must admit, made me feel slightly over emotional. Its amazing how much love such a small person like that can give.
I bet you're wondering how all this has got to do with the New Years Resolution. Well, basically over the past few days myself and young(ish) ClareBear have been discussing our first adventure:
Marrakech and a Trek into The Sahara Desert.
Its an idea that has really grown on me and I can't wait to get the ball rolling on it. I've also been approached about another adventure, which is climbing Mount Snowdonia in Wales, with a few people at work in aid of Charity. A difficult one, I know, but it'll be a challenge I'm willing to face head on.
But wherever I go and whatever adventure it may be, Yellow will be there. Facing it with me. Sort of a confidence booster in a way. Something, that in a few years to a couple of decades time, I'll be able to look back at him and remember all the adventures we went on together and all the challenges we faced head on. Also, he'll be a bit of a conversation starter as well. And just prove that he's been on adventures, at each place I'll take a photo of him in action.
So, here's to the first adventure. Scott and Yellow. Bring it on.
Why do bees hum?
-Because they don't know the words
Sorry. I apologise. That was a terrible joke. But if you are chuckling as much as I did when I first heard this, then I know I'm heading in the right direction.
So. I bet you are wondering why on earth I have jumped on the band wagon and started to write a blog. I am also wondering why I have jumped on the band wagon and begun to write a blog but yet here I am, so, here goes.
New Years Eve 2011. Myself and several of my friends write down various resolutions on a simple scrap of paper, fold it up and place it into a bag. The bag is then passed round, person to person and we each pick out a scrap of paper and keep it folded until after midnight. The countdown to midnight is always the best and the fact that you always spend it with the people you love, whether it be your closest friends or your family. So, as midnight strikes, we pop the corks on the champers, sing Auld Land Syne and exchange new year kisses, hugs, molestations, etc. We even attempt to let off some Chinese Lanterns into the night sky hoping it would resemble something magical but instead resembled something out of the film Armageddon.
The time finally comes to each open our scraps of paper. We get such resolutions such as:
1) Learnt to Tap Dance
2) Be a Contestant on a TV Game Show
3) Break a World Record
4) Stop Being a Dick
and, the reason for me starting this blog,
5) Start a blog or a YouTube channel.
So there we go, ONE RESOLUTION DOWN. Well not completely.
I made a personal resolution of my own, just before Midnight. I came to the decision that no matter how good 2011 was to me, I couldn't help feel a little held back in a way. I don't know what or whom held me back, but I just felt as if I'd missed out on things, in a way. To ensure that 2012 doesn't do the same, I have decided that this year, no matter what the task, adventure or challenge, I have to say YES to it.
This way, hopefully, when 2013 comes around, instead of saying I didn't do this or I missed out on that, I can turn around and I can say YES! I DID do that. And this blog is going to something to show for it. Over the next few months, whatever adventures I'm proposed with, I can talk about how I found the whole experience and hopefully share my experiences with the rest of the world.
Wish me luck!
