For those of you that were wondering (and NO i wasnt trained to walk like that  :) 

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=biAaSj8zpS8&feature=related

Its the way that they smile - actually more of a smirk than a smile.

At the office where i used to work a woman at the far end was always smirking every time we crossed paths. I would always politely smile back (result of being brought up by strict parents who were a stickler for good manners).

One morning when queuing up at the sandwich trolley i was on the verge of asking her but she must have sensed it, and she asked me

"Is it true you were once a cop?"

"Yeah", i said , "How did you know that?"

"Cos you still walk like one, tis why me and my colleague are always giggling at you!"

Charming huh!

One has to wonder at the egos of some bands, especially after they have broken up and are no longer on civil talking terms.

Im referring to the very bands that decide to reform but  in more than one version, partly due to certain members within, who all want to use the name that made them what they are but because of the acrimony we get the added bit at the end of the name  ... i.e. "featuring so and so " with the end result being that we get 2, 3 or even 4 versions of the same band!

One such band who i do wish would put their differances aside are the Beach Boys, and here we have Brian Wilson and Mike Love blowing hot and cold and kissing and making up more times than J.R. and Sue Ellen ever did! (And these guys are supposed to be first cousins?)

When are these egoistics going to realise that it was us , the general public, that made them what they are.

Well at least we never had "The Beatles featuring Paul McCartney" etc  - phew !  :)

Such is my weekly shopping routine at my local supermarket that i could virtually go round blindfolded and even know when to step up a gear on the shopping trolley, which bends are "dangerous" and which routes are fastest - yeah its a bit like the grand prix circuit!

Anyway, my eye caught sight of a promotional stand near the bread and cakes stall , they were doing my fave jam tarts on special offer . I have to specify that i hate the apricot flavoured ones but occasionally spoil myself with the strawberry / raspberry variety.

What occured next i will blame on the influence of having a mom who typically was an expert on getting the right groceries, at the right prices and in the right conditions, all that plus with having plenty of change left over.  In my wisdom i grabbed two packs and shoved them onto my trolley while whizzing past on my way to the fruit and veg stand.

Yesterday i decided to spoil myself with a good old british cuppa and my fave goodies. The smug smile on my face was soon wiped out when i realised i'd only gotten the frickin' apricot ones!

I mulled over what to do with these unwanted "treats" , I couldnt give them to my friends cos they always leave these on the plate and go for the strawberry ones,  I wasnt gonna give them to my nephews cos i havent yet forgiven the little gits for saying i was too old to be in their soccer team. I cant leave them aside for when Sophia flies over cos the sell by date finishes before then and she'll think im a cheeky brat for giving her stale cakies (well she thinks im a cheeky brat anyway but i make no excuses for that  ;)

Ah, yes, i'll leave them on the garden wall for the birds, i'll let them know that  it may be "Breakfast at Tiffanys" but its "Tea at Streetlife's!"

And that, my good friends across the pond, is why we brits love our tradition of afternoon tea ! :)

Yay Ive been offered a free ticket to see them on the 24th courtesy of kid brother (about time he did something for me !)

Anyway, just wanted to post this cos the british cheekiness in me wanted to wind up all you fans of Jon & co   ;)