Fancy a fancy haircut for FREE?

I am going to try an experiment. Considering my Hairdresserphobia and my empty wallet, I considered becoming a hairmodel. Some friends of mine had already tried it and got gorgeous cuts. Some research on the internet quickly revealed to me that the Vidal Sassoon Advanced Academy is the place to be! There, you get a cheap haircut from students from all over the world, all with several years experience under the guidance of a teacher. Vidal Sassoon apparently is a very posh, well-known brand.
So after reading several positive reviews from people who had been there for cuts, I made an appointment for next Tuesday morning! I will have to rush there straight from dropping Marie off at school, as it is 5 minutes from Bond Street Station.
They teacher assured me that i would get a lot of say in how my hair would be cut, but that I'd have to be quite open as the students learn very trendy, interesting styles.
Detailed Report and Pics will follow next week!

Little men running over grass

One funny incident I thought I might share with you...

One weekend a while ago, my boy Daniel was watching a match downstairs. I joined him for a bit. I saw the score: 8:9. Wow, I thought, this is well (:-)) high for a football match! It was England against France. World cup it said. They are really fast having another world cup.... Anyway, I sat and watched for a while as the little men ran over the grass. In order to show some understanding of football, I then asked Daniel "Is Beckham playing?". He laughed. "What?". "This is Rugby." came the dry response.

What I love about London

I took this picture crossing the Millennium bridge walking towards St. Paul's, and as I absorbed the view I felt thrilled and excited about living in this city.
It seems so normal now - waving to a red bus to make it stop, hopping on the tube with my oyster card, standing right, walking left, drinking the perfect 5-second tea with milk, buying a tall latte from starbucks while walking down Tottenham court Rd, listening to Radio 4 and looking forward to women's hour, watching Hollyoaks every night, buying a book with my Waterstone's card :D, planning an hour and a half for a journey to a different part of the city, and so on and so forth!

It....is....wonderful!

Still, holidays are nice and I can't wait. Of course, a cold is slowly emerging (typical: starting to relax the bacteria succeeds!)
Tomorrow by this time my plane will just have landed, what a nice prospect.

Gettin' chavvvy

It might have sounded theoretical in class, but YES, Britain is a class-concious society!
The word "chav" alone is proof enough (is there a German translation"), which means something like a lower-class person, which can be easily recognized by his or her clothes and especially, the language!
After working with socially underpriviledged kids, my friend Estelle (who studies English...) was quite shocked when she heard me say "I am so fed up with THEM kids".
Other examples which sneak into my every day vocabulary...
I am WELL tired (Marie always corrects me - VERY tired)
Oh my daaaays!
brov (or something like that) - brother (any bloke)

I have to be careful not be step into the interview at Oxford saying "Oh my days, I really love them old buildings, brov, they're well nice." ;-) Better not.

Another thing is northern English, which I love!
casssstle - not posh cah-stle
the same with bathhh, not baaahhth
grass not graaahss and so on

u is u not a
meaning
but is but , not bat
put the cutlery down sunshine or young man (many u's) always makes my family laugh when I say it with a northern accent.

Scotch Pancakes and Yorkshire Puddings

This entry will be solely dedicated to the joys and wonders of British food!
My favourites:

Sunday roast:
roast chicken or beef with gravy (brownish sauce), stuffing (some flour/herbs stuff), apple sauce, vegetables, and YORKSHIRE PUDDINGS, which I really want to be able to bake myself!

Apple crumble and Custard:
Every saturday after dance, I buy some bramley cooking apples to be turned into the most wonderful pudding ever, with thick warm custard!! (which unfortunatelly turned into scrambled eggs last time I made it, after being perfect!)

Scotch pancakes:
small, thick pancakes
my recipe:
100 g plain flour
100 g self-raising flour
50 g caster sugar
2 eggs (beat the white till thick separately)
about 200 ml milk

1-2 tbsp per pancake

According to Marie "the best pancakes ever"! She ate about 7 in a row ;).

Hot cross buns:
Lovely raisin buns with cinnamon and other spices.
Toast them and add lots of butter (according to Marie it has to be burned with little butter, which inevitably leads to the conversation "it is unhealthy when it's burned" - "Well, having that much butter (she points at my plate) is unhealthy, too!" every morning.)

Half-term break, I can't wait!

Just one week to go (hoover twice, bath once, mop once :D) and I am off to good old Germany. I luuuurve it here, but still, a break would be nice (considering that I have been working since 07.07.07 :))
Bought loads of tea and shortbread fingers for all the people who helped me with my application which I have sent ON SUNDAY.
Apart from that I am constantly tired, and it's only tuesday AND on top of that, ballet tonight -.-. I hope it will be better this time... some of these girls were really weird! I mean, when the teacher said do what ever you like, single, double, triple, triple was a joke! (I hope). just like the scene in centerstage....they try to be ever so posh and ballerinaish! Well, the german girl was nice, but meeting only germans wasn't my plan!
oh well.
Gotta go soon to get Marie. thank god it stopped raining. My shoes are still soaked from this morning....