Wednesday, March 16, 2011

flock dogs and political surveys


My mate is right you know. She is ever so wise.

Three gin and tonics and a sausage platter later, after I expressed my woes on which political party to go for and how I need to find a new house to rent (buying a house increasingly frustrating me and prolonging my buying a new red couch), she proffered up a solution.

A survey. Which would decide which party I could vote for, by policies and policies alone.

Here it would be able to say whether I was more Tory or more Labour.

The survey totally backfired.

In fact, it turned out that I'm something else completely. A UKPI. Which is an obscure right-wing anti-Europe party. What the fuck?

Actually this is all a load of bollocks. I'm on the fence now. And as she so rightly said, why do I have to BE anything? Fuck it, they're all a bunch of tossers anyway.

On the house. I'm not coping. I want to leave my digs, for various reasons - mainly antipodean, ghetto reasons which I believe are perfectly valid. And rent a place a while. It takes the pressure off of finding a home to buy so quickly.

I also want to fill my home with things like this:


I need to nest. And I want my time to have beautiful purple Great Danes covered in velvet without anyone's permission.

9 comments:

Val said...

Good luck Peas! Hope you find yourself decent digs soon. Then fill it up with everything 'you'!! Why not indeed!

cassey said...

Good luck lady :)

Peas on Toast said...

Thanks Val - why not indeed? Shame I should've said though, the Brit will move in too, and he will have to deal with the flock dog poor guy!

cassey - thanks :)

Peter said...

Reminds me of Turk and JD's stuffed dog Randy in scrubs.

I think I commented about house-hutning in London a while back.
Definitely not one of my favourite pasttimes.

Carla Wesley said...

Um, that's a purple Greyhound. It is fabulous though.

Secret said...

Well, Australians and brick filled ceilings aside - I can understand why you would want to move out. Living with people who you are not romantically involved with is balls (and yes, that includes family)!

Wyrd said...

Well, according to that survey I'm exactly 50% Labour, and 50% Conservative. I'll just not vote so to cancel myself out.

Also, I now live in St Albans. Hope it's nice there. (compulsory area code, pfft)

Peas on Toast said...

Peter - Must be honest, am hating the house hunting. While the Brit is good with deliberating and being objective, I get attached to a house and love all of them.

It's sooo frustrating, and can't say I'm very good at it!

Carla - you're so right, my bad!

Secret - When you put it like that (which is exactly right!) I can't believe I haven't done it sooner...

Wyrd - that sounds more like it! I'm on the fence right there with ya!
PS: St Albans has a nice ring to it...

Peas on Toast said...

Peter - Must be honest, am hating the house hunting. While the Brit is good with deliberating and being objective, I get attached to a house and love all of them.

It's sooo frustrating, and can't say I'm very good at it!

Carla - you're so right, my bad!

Secret - When you put it like that (which is exactly right!) I can't believe I haven't done it sooner...

Wyrd - that sounds more like it! I'm on the fence right there with ya!
PS: St Albans has a nice ring to it...