by
avrilo
@ 2007-11-19 - 21:33:32
As I am in town for the evening to reherse with Scarabella, I decided to go for Sushi. I had
California Roll, with Cucumber, Avocado, Bright Orange Fisheggs, they call Caviar, but it's not, Crab Stick, Mayonaise, Lettuce
Eel and Rice Roll, with, well, Eel, Rice and Cucumber
The usual Washabi, which is bright green horseradish that gets your nose steaming with the hotness, and pickled ginger, which is sweet and well...gingery.
Mr A has arrived safely at the digs where he will be for the rest of the week whilst he works.
Liberty's mum came down earlier and asked if my head had been itching.
'Err, no, why?' I asked with sinking feeling that this conversation was going to centre around nits and the getting rid of them scenario.
'I have nits. Actually London nits.' She said, explaining that London nits were hard to get rid of, probably like some superbug, they have evolved into armour incrusted bugs who bite off the edge of a nit comb.
So, since then, I have had a few itchy moments, not sure if it's just cos I know there's a possibility that I might have them.
After a close comb through Liberty's hair, her mother couldn't find any eggs, so it may just be her mother who has them. She'll be sleeping in bug killing shampoo tonight, to be washed off in the morning.
I expect most parents of school going children will have encountered these little buggers at some point by now.
They spread by swinging from one hair up onto another head of hair. A bit like Tarzan swinging through the jungle.
SPIDER SHOCK NEWS
So I gets in the car, ready to drive to town, and pull down the visor, as there's a bit of sun. Soon after I set off I catch a swinging shape out of the corner of my eye. I focus, and AHHH! it's a spider dangling on a thread of web from my visor, right IN FRONT OF ME!!!
What to do? What to do? I can't stop as I'm in a narrow country lane.
I grab my hat off the seat, open the window and swing it out, hoping that it doesn't drop off into my lap on the way.
Quick look around, nope, it's gone.
Phew!
It was one of those yellow fat bodied ones with patches, fairly big.
If I were dispassionate about it, I'd say it was attractive.
That reminds me of something that happened to my sister who lives in Australia. A true story.
She was driving along, and like me, pulled down the sun visor.
There, sitting on the inside of it, right in front of her face was a Huntsman Spider.
Now, these are big buggers. I mean size of your hand big.
She couldn't pull over at that point and so had to drive on with this monster in front of her.
We come from sturdy stock, I tell you!
So, the girls are here, so I'd better go and we can chat, er I mean, reherse. We are headlining next Sunday and going into the studio to record next week, so there's lots to do.
Have a great evening all.