Thursday, 27 December 2018

My top five terrible Christmas films 2018

I'm writing this in that weird bit between Christmas and New Year when you're essentially made out of Quality Street, wine and cheese and you haven't moved further than the fridge for what feels like weeks. HAPPY DAYS. Obviously during this time you need much entertainment in TV format, and whilst the scheduled shows are always great this time of year (I personally am watching Poirot, although I can't take Ron Weasley seriously as a mean old cop - and World's Strongest Man starts tonight which is a highlight of my TV year - anyway...) it is always good to put on a film to fall asleep to with a cup of tea and mince pie around 3pm, isn't it? Yes, yes it is. 


And personally my favourite kind of film at this time of year is a Terrible Christmas Film. By that I mean a made for TV film - Hallmark used to be the gold standard, but honestly Netflix have released some absolute shockers this year- in which two people fall in love and somehow learn the meaning of Christmas at the same time. Usually a bakery is involved. Unsure why. My

So if you would also like to undergo the pleasure/pain, I have done a little round up  - in reverse order - of my top five favourite terrible Christmas films from the (some would say excessive) selection I have watched this year. There are some spoilers but believe me when I say this really doesn't matter, as none of the plots make sense anyway. I really do recommend you watch them all - it's what Baby Jesus and Santa would have wanted...

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Wednesday, 12 December 2018

My new rules of posh

If you haven’t read Tatler recently (and honestly, who has?) you might not know that in a continuing effort to be the most baffling irrelevant publication still in existence they published an article last week entitled ‘The new rules of posh.’  

Within it, the self-titled ‘style bible’ (whatever that means) listed the things that are no longer considered ‘posh’ – which includes iPads, wearing make up outside London and using mouthwash – along with the things that are. Things you need in order to be considered posh now include having a job (okay good), flying easyJet (bit odd but okay), Xanax (hang on a second) and – really, I am not making this up – having gout.

Gout – you know! That unpleasant inflammatory disease that causes a rash and painful joints! It is the illness Henry VIII died of, which is presumably what Tatler were alluding to, conveniently ignoring that it’s relatively easy to get fat and drink too much these days without cracking open the champagne and killing the fatted goose to do it.




So far, so absolutely mental, but it got me thinking about what I think you need to be considered posh. When I was at school this was relatively easy, because all you needed was to have a slightly nicer than average house or a fancy school bag and you’d be called a posh wanker, but I feel things have moved on a little since then.



And so apropos of nothing and having been asked by absolutely no one, I have compiled my own list of things that I would consider make a person posh (all in good humour, of course). I hope  you enjoy and feel free to add your own in the comments!

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Monday, 3 December 2018

Blog Relaunch

Oh HELLO.

It's been a while, but I'm glad you came (I'm singing Britney Spears 'Break The Ice' now. This 'keeping it concise' thing is going really well so far). 

If you used to read my old blog and you have clicked on this post (either from Insta or because I slyly shifted all my old followers over to my new URL without you noticing) then thank you. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for sticking around and still being a little bit interested in my incoherent ramblings. And if you are new then HI, if you want you can follow me too. You can just subscribe via email in the side bar and then you will never miss a post! And if you clicked on this link because you thought 'Catscruse' meant 'Cat screws' and that this was a porn site then sorry you are going to be quite disappointed. Thank u, next. (I don't really know what that means I just wanted to sound like I was down with the kids) (I'm not). 


So I thought for those of you who did follow my old blog I would start by doing a little 'where have I been' piece. If this is boring do feel free to skip over it and I will write something more fun soon, I promise. But here goes.

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