A Letter to John Rutter

Dear John,

I am writing to tell you that I am not at all impressed with the fact that, yet again, I am being forced to endure your music in my rehearsals. Now, I know I can’t write music and therefore should not really ‘throw stones’, but I really do think you could have done better with your compositions. 0/10. “Must try MUCH harder”.

Until recently I did not particularly object to your music, having been (through choice, I may add) blissfully unaware of most of it, but events change and I am now being exposed, on a weekly basis, to the absolute disgusting drivel that is ‘Let’s Begin Again’. In all honesty, John, it would have been much better for all of us if you had never started, let alone beginning again. Sitting quietly in the front row and maintaining composure throughout the horrific drone which is your dreadfully unimaginative alto line is nothing short of abject torture. Not to mention the fact that my gender-confused cat writes better lyrics than yours on the wall of her litter tray.

Please accept this letter as a declaration of the abhorrence and repulsion I now feel whenever your name is mentioned. Please also note, Dearest John, that I shall be singing flat, sharp, and incredibly wrong (often at the same time!) until you repent this outrage and issue a decree banning all amateur groups from inflicting your miserable harmonies on their unsuspecting members.

Kindest Regards,

Kayleigh

My Weekend In Pictures

I like pictures. Here are some for you to enjoy!

Friday
Driving home from work, this hilarious and delightfully titled van was in front of me:

Later, at Ashley’s house, enjoyed a delicious fry-up and tasty home made biscuit treat, and we (Mr Martin, Miss Bell and myself) indulged in lots of ‘stuff viewing’ and I defaced the family chalk board:

Saturday
I indulged in some enjoyable nothingness, and then accompanied the lovely Matthew shopping, with dearest Bette. No pictures of this, which is a shame, some of those jeans were rather amusing. Later, enjoyed the amusing spectacle of Matt and Bette trying to ‘de-anti-fraud-pin’ an old VCR player (see below). Comments included “Does this white thing attach to that white thing?” , “I’ve done something clever, look – OW!” and my personal favourite “Goodness me, look at this! It’s the – oh sh*t, I broke it.” It looked a bit like this:

I then enjoyed some random Wii-carnage, filling up the memory space with some more Wii characters. Ten points if anyone can guess who they are…

Sunday
Wedding Craft Day – Miss Bell, Miss Lavelle-soon-to-be-Strongman and myself were creating Wedding Invitations, under the strict instructions of Bridezilla, who can’t abide too much white around a red piece of card it turns out. We had some nice lasagne, some carrot cake, lots of tea, and encountered the most ridiculous glue-mouse-system ever to be invented:

Monday
Having had the day off work, decided to lounge around in pyjamas for a while and generally relax – until at least 9:30am. Following this, examined presents from parents all the way from Oz Land – this is my lovely new dressing gown, picture specially for Bette who I think will appreciate it:

And that’s about it! Got some good bargains on Pinafore props too, but posting pictures of them would spoil the surprise!

More exciting picture diary instalments to come, I am sure…!