Trouble eye candy

Gorgeous crisp and sunny morning in London town. As I went to local Tesco here in Covent Garden this morning there was an unexpected optical pleasure.

Apparently some people are gathering here today to demonstrate about something blaah blaah blaah...

Well, this in turn has brought the riot Police in to town as well and the little Tesco was positively swarming with strapping broadshouldered handsome men in their blue overalls (I suspect the heavy riot gear was left off whilst shopping).

Nice! What a treat first thing in the morning - I am still blushing with pleasure ;)

Riding Giants

I watched last night an excellent documentary from 2004 by Stacy Peralta Riding Giants that I taped from BBC4 over the weekend.

The history of surfing culture is told through the exploits of the pioneers and contemporary heroes of big-wave surfing in Stacy Peralta's documentary, which features the likes of Greg Noll and Jeff Clark. Riding Giants makes palpable the magnitude and terrifying power of the waves they seek to conquer and captures the unfathomable combination of adrenaline and fear that the surfers experience each time they take on a monster swell.



Wow! And good it was too! Hour and a half of sheer escapism, good looking men and gorgeous scenery filmed in Hawaii and California.

I could never ride a wave but oh how much fun it would be able to live on or near a beach and watch people do it. *deep sigh*

3 x 10 Harry

The soundtrack of my life - The terrible teens

The terrible teenage years with the unbearable angst and insecurities went by in a haze of sex, alcohol and rock'n'roll. There were no drugs in small town Finland at that time and that was just as well. But there were few boyfriends along the way who all felt like "the one" at least momentarily before discarded or before I was dumped royally.

Let's get back to the music that provided the memories for the years of the terrible teens...

1. Moottoritie On Kuuma by Pelle Miljoona who hails from my small town Finland. Finnish punk with a rather snotty attitude considering this chap was a teacher.

2. The Number of the Beast by Iron Maiden was something to be enjoyed in my friend Rokke's bright red Moskvitch whilst parked at the market square. Those were the days *smiling and shaking my head*

3. Sleepy Sleepers with their assorted "noise" was a firm favourite whilst drinking some gawd awful apretif type of cheap wine in a rowing boat by the Baltic Sea with assorted "friends".

4. Rappiolla by Hassisen Kone was a true anthem for me meaning "in decline" which we were and probably still are ;)

5. Baarikärpänen by Eppu Normaali which celebrated everyones fondness of the alcohol and the tune still comes to my mind when ever I stagger home after a night out.

Then suddenly I reached my 18th B-Day in 1985 and I was allowed into the bars and pubs and restaurants to enjoy the alcohol legally. There was Live Aid and I also got my driving lisence by some fleeting miracle as I got drunk out of my tiny little skull with a professional fire eater the night before the exam.

6. Urgent by Foreigner. AOR it might of been but it did spoke volumes to me and got my derrier moving.

7. "Gimme All Your Loving by ZZ Top added fuel to the 1980 excesses and the guitar drove me simply wild.

8. Sweet Sixteen by Sir Willian Idol. This song came out the year 1986 when I packed my bag and shifted my excistence over from small town Finland to London town. I wasnt scared back then but I would be now.

9. Tru Blue by Madonna. Romantic song for a not so romantic 1986 but a one that would play in the back ground of the film of my life if one was ever made.

10. Still of The Night by Whitesnake tapped into the horny teenager like a nose to a face and made me move in most mysterious ways on the dancefloor...

And so were the 80's done with couple of more boyfriends done and dusted. If this really was the soundtrack to the movie of my life, now would be a good time to take a break and crank up the volume as we approach the 90's....

Lost in few good books

In the past two weeks I have immersed myself in the fast paced reading of Sean Black's excellent books.

I have devoured the Lockdown and Deadlock in the last week and this morning I started with the Gridlock. Ryan Lock and his wingman Ty Johnson are a deadly combination of attractiveness and ruthlesness but with a wicked sense of humour and they always get their man or a woman(no discrimination here with the baddies!). But that usually comes with lots and lots of collateral damage.

Good stuff and I can whole heartedly recommend for anyone to pick any one of these books! Can't wait for the next one ;)

Giving thanks

Well it is Thanksgiving today and although I am not American it is a good time to count my blessings.

I am thankful for:

• My health - my gammy leg is nothing too bad


• My friends - I could not get by without you!


• My job - it would be most awful to be without one

And to all my friends over the pond in the land of US of A
Happy Thanksgiving!

Cabwise advice

Just received an email from TFL which had a reminder not to get into strange cars especially when the silly season x-mas party season is almost upon us. I don't, even when I am totally blottered but it is still very good advice for a good service anyway. Stay safe peeps ;)

Dear Ms KB,

I am writing to remind you that unbooked minicabs picked up off the street are dangerous and put you at risk of sexual assault. The safest way to get a minicab home is to:
Book it - by phone, email or in a minicab office to guarantee your trip is carried out by a licensed, insured driver and vehicle
Check it’s yours - ask the driver to confirm your name and destination before you get in the car, and check the driver’s photo ID
Sit in the back - and carry your mobile in case of an emergency
Our Cabwise text service makes it easier to find and book a licensed minicab or taxi near you. Text CAB to 60835* to receive three local cab numbers.


For further details please visit tfl.gov.uk/cabwise

Yours sincerely,


Steve Burton
Director of Community Safety, Enforcement and Policing

Guilty pleasure

Grey and cold Monday morning in London town. Most suitable time to revel in one of my guilty pleasures which is Michael Buble. Phwaaaaaarr...and I'm feeling good...

Thank you for the scores!

Every Saturday as long as I remember I switch the telly on around 16.30 when Final Score comes on BBC1.

The voice of the days scores has been a chap called Tim Gudgin. But sadly today he will read his final Final Scores as he is hanging up his mike and retiring deservedly just before his 82nd birthday.

Thank you for the scores and Saturdays won't be the same anymore!

"But Palace aren’t in the result he’d most like to read. “That would be a Tottenham Hotspur score".

I’ve met Harry Redknapp and he was very appreciative of my work, so for him I’d love to read: “Tottenham Hotspur 5, Manchester United 0.”

It'z Friday

Finally Friday and the weather has warmed up somewhat with the beautiful Southerly winds. Quiet weekend is expected and mostly spent horizontally in the comfort of my bedroom.

Have a good one!

Zzzzz...Wednesday...yawn

Dull and cold Wednesday in London town. Nothing is happening so nothing to report but here is a cute pic.

2 x 10 Harry

My favourite easy on the optical nerve Harry Judd Agertine Tangoed to a really good score from the judges that included two 10's in Strictly Come Dancing last night. Phwaaaaarrr and go Harry!

Sound Track Of My Life - The early years

I just finished watching yet another rocumentary that I taped from BBC4. Full of memories from songs of old I got thinking how the real soundtarck of my life would play?

If there ever was a film made of me what songs would be on it from 1967 onwards that had an serious emotional impact on me my self and I?

Let's start here.. my earliest musical memories that have made an emotional and lasting impact on me.

1. Pronomini Rock by Spede published in Finland 1966 - This made me laugh back then and the anarchistic singing clearly preceeded Finnish punk.

2. Sugar Baby Love by the Rubettes 1972 - My mum bought this casette and played it Sunday mornings for me to jump on the bed which was nice back in the day.

3. Daa-Da Daa-Da by gorgeous Sammy Babitzin 1972 - This lovely bloke died 7 months after shooting this program and it is just one of those songs that I always sing when putting on my eye liner and mascara and making myself pretty.

4. Paratiisi by Rauli Badding Somerjoki 1974 - This singer looked somewhat of aquired taste but what a voice to go with the overtly romatic lyrics.

5.Ajetaan Me Tandemilla by Freeman 1976 - My absolute favourite to sing a long back in the day and still absolutely loving it.

Somewhere along here was the age the end of so called innocence as I grew up some and became very aware of the opposite sex. The awareness of sexual tension and dreaming of the "Prince Charming" came about slowly but surely although I was a long way of being any kind of "woman" to any kind of pimple faced "man".

6. Shaking All Over by Johnny kidd and the Pirates 1960 - This songs guitar riff got me shivering the first time I heard it at the "Youth Club" in my small town Finland.

7. Rockabilly Rules OK by Grazy Cavan 1980 - This was a first concert I went to where a foreign band was playing and I remember my knees going jelly.

8. Midnight Dynamos by Matchbox 1980 - Self explanatory as this is from the same era as previous.

9. Ace of Spades by Motörhead 1980 - BLOWING MY SOCKS OFF! In my town there were Rockers and Punks but this song united the lot as we all went ape at school.

10. Runaway Boys by The Stray Cats 1980 - Phaaaaawwwwwr! Wet teenage dream....

By this time I was a totally spotty horny insecure teenager who dreamt of bigger world and life beyond small town Finland.

I did eventually move over to the UK but more of that and how I got here in the next installment of the Sound Track of my Life ;)

Happy 40th B-Day Dearest Heavy!

Today Friday 11/11/11 my dear friend Heavy celebrates her 40th B-Day with her friends and family. It is such a shame that I cannot be there but then again I am saved from a gigantic hangover ;)

Have a gorgeous day dear friend and celebrate accordingly in dignified manner as you only know how! I raise a glass or 3 for you here in London town in your honour!

Sticky Monday

Today started like being stuck in a puddle of mental treacle. Hard to get going, even harder to keep going and the unispiring skies are the colour of dullest November gray.

In total contrast the Toyah concert was buckets of fun Saturday night and I saw old friends and made couple of new ones. The only downside was the lack of seating in the venue, so my gammy leg got totally irate and I had a tought time with the pain yesterday. Luckily a dose of high duty 600mg Ibubrofen every 8 hours did the trick and I managed to walk to tube station with almost no pain this morning.

Well, luckily I have only today and tomorrow to work and then I have glorious 3 days off (the remaining annual leave!) so the next weekend will be nicely extra long.

Happy B-Day Young Vic!

Yep, my nephew Young Vic has already reached a respectable age of 4 years. He will be having a party with his chums and I am sure my Big Brother and Sis-In-Law will enjoy the house full of hyperactive 4 year olds high on sugar! *sniggering*



I will in turn celebrate it by going to a Toyah concert tonight with Min in O2 Academy Islington, where she will enjoy the music and I will enjoy the beer. Life is good ;)

Have you heard...?

I love a bit of gossip and I admit to it freely. I like to mulch over other peoples business as most people do in private, but I do draw the line in broadcasting to the world how much people are earning. I am not in the slightest bit interested in what other people earn and I do not wish anyone to know what I earn.

In Finland the nation is currently revelling in embellishment of the published tax records of inviduals and I just think it is simply discusting. What ever next...? Let's be open about medical records and give access to all and sundry to all the aspects of your private life!

Well, I can happily rule out moving back to Finland in the near future as I dont believe that the way to keep the integrity of a tax system is to keep it public. I will count my little blessings of privacy here amongst the masses in UK. Life is still good ;)