Some Pixies Get Flowers

As you know Mr P sails the high seas and a good job it is sometimes I have to say - absence etc etc but just to enlighten the masses I am Mrs P the 3rd. The other wives in his heyday got to sail with him to America, New Zealand and Canada - where have I been .....Hartlepool ... so with this back drop in mind would you not think that Mr P has a lot of ground to make up?

Bearing that in mind and the fact that his trip has extended now to over 8 weeks you can imagine my delight when a delivery van drew up looking for Mrs P - my enthusiasm knew no bounds ....what did I get...the biggest and best bunch of flowers - no..... underwear in a box covered in tissue ....no - 5 packs of ******* floor tiles for his sodding boat !

And and and I have to carry them home pack by pack - on the Metro - and considering today is Tuesday I have 3 more packs to go after today - marvelous!!!!!!!!!

What can I say xxx

Ridiculous Even for me!

I am trying to be good, I really am - the credit crunch supposedly has hit the Pixie household but this little baby hasn't quite got the hang of it. As we speak I have a 1950's converted theatre light on an antique tripod stuffed into a Waitrose bag (the light not the tripod) - the bag is in front of me as I type and the light is nestled between a pack of stuffed peppers and a box of Kellogs Crunchy Nut.

The story is once I get something I have to either wear it like now, spray it right now or in this particular case plug it in right now.

Now for those of you who are unfamiliar to the Newcastle Metro System I have to get on at St James (home of the "Toon") and at best there are some dodgy characters at worst we are playing Tottenham - I digress - anyway getting this light home is going to be no easy task.

The ridiculous thing is it cost £450, came in a huge box and was swaddled with oodles of bubble wrap - and what do I go and do!

Hey man Pixie has lost the plot xx

Hey Man

What with Kevin Keegan leaving and the Paps being outside my office along with disgruntled fans, too many weddings to shake a stick at ~ a wayward son coming back from Oz - not to mention wild child of Pixie who has created havoc in the Pixie Household this summer I really just have not had time to Blog.

Not an excuse I know.

Well it is the turn of the year and I still haven't had a holiday. Mr P is sunning himself in the Gulf of Wherever - actually he has been dodging Gustav and Ike but is due home soon.

I have a new (well new to me) black beetle which I am debating having a Pixie painted on the side - such a girlie thing but its fab so that is taking up mt attention - also still debating whether to give up the day job mmmmmmmm - we shall see.

Well you probably have all deserted me, and it serves me right.

Oh and I am still keeping Fenwicks French afloat although I have now discovered Primark xxxxxxxxx

Toodle x