There can't be anyone who hasn't heard of the Edinburgh Fringe so I won't bother explaining that it is a world renowned festival complete with acts to suit all tastes...oh there we go.
This weekend, I'll be taking a look myself, after missing out last year.
I think it's such a brilliant cultured thing to do and, having performed there myself in the past, I can understand the sheer thrill of taking to the stages, even if it is for free.
I have no idea what I'm going to see, I love the variety and hate it at the same time.
I know there will be things I can't see but I'll have fun trying to get round as much as I can.
I wonder if anyone else is going...drop me an email if you'll be there at the weekend!
I'll blog what I go and see after the weekend, but I just thought I'd share my sense of looking forwardness in an otherwise bland, monotonous summer!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Spring Clean!
A letter came through my door recently that sent chills through my heart and gave birth to a mounting dread in my stomach. It wasn't a massive debt, a pay review for my new job or even a notice that my grandmother was coming to visit (shudder)
My lettings agent was informing me that they were coming for (another) routine inspection of the property. It makes me think if they spent less time on these inspections and more time dealing with other problems (i.e faulty washing machines) then they may develop themselves a better reputation but never mind!
I hate anybody poking around in my private spaces. (Please don't take that risky phrase out of context!) Last time they came round, they had the ordasity to stick their noses in our wardrobes and kitchen cupboards and even our fridge!
So, bearing all this in mind, my paranoia stakes were high and iIdecided there was only one thing for it: a dramatic spring clean so there can be no opportunity for embarassment.
Four and a half hours later and the place is sparkling. Everything is in order, the wardrobes are neat and tidy, washing and ironing is up to date, the carpet is cleaned and everything is gleaming with a fresh coat of polish.
Lovely!
So while I hate the intrudence of some stranger inspecting my home, I must admit, if it wasn't for this, I probably never would have mustered the courage to have a good old muck out!
And I feel much better now for it.
I double dare her to say anything is not up to scratch....
My lettings agent was informing me that they were coming for (another) routine inspection of the property. It makes me think if they spent less time on these inspections and more time dealing with other problems (i.e faulty washing machines) then they may develop themselves a better reputation but never mind!
I hate anybody poking around in my private spaces. (Please don't take that risky phrase out of context!) Last time they came round, they had the ordasity to stick their noses in our wardrobes and kitchen cupboards and even our fridge!
So, bearing all this in mind, my paranoia stakes were high and iIdecided there was only one thing for it: a dramatic spring clean so there can be no opportunity for embarassment.
Four and a half hours later and the place is sparkling. Everything is in order, the wardrobes are neat and tidy, washing and ironing is up to date, the carpet is cleaned and everything is gleaming with a fresh coat of polish.
Lovely!
So while I hate the intrudence of some stranger inspecting my home, I must admit, if it wasn't for this, I probably never would have mustered the courage to have a good old muck out!
And I feel much better now for it.
I double dare her to say anything is not up to scratch....
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