Kimi Raikkonen - Formula One World Champion!!

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I couldn't even sit down for the last 15 laps! Kimi Raikkonen was the rank outsider to win the championship lying 7 pionts behind series leader, Lewis Hamilton and 4 points behind Fernando Alonso. Kimi needed to win, with Alonso 3rd and Hamilton outside the top six. With the year Hamilton has had, pretty much no one, especially, the British media thought he couldn't fail. But his luck ran out and he lost 30 seconds when his car developed a glitch, dropping him to 18th place. He recovered to 7th place by the flag, a lap adrift, but it was not enough though. Alonso never looked like beating the Ferraris finishing over 30 seconds behind them.



Therefore Kimi took the win and the Championship.
Kimi Raikkonen 110 points - 6 wins
Fernando Alonso 109 points - 4 wins
Lewis Hamilton 109 points - 4 wins



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thanks to wikipedia.org and raikkonen_design (for using his wallpapers)

Sunday

As briefly mentioned in my previous post (the one below), I had to blow out making my 10k run return. I haven't run a 10k in over a year and was really up for getting back on the wagon. But not having eaten properly for the 2 preceding days I would definitely not have the energy levels needed to run over hill and down dale for and hour at 10 in the morning!! I was majorly disappointed not to be able to join Jason that day, but I think he had fun.



Sunday evening I joined Danny B and Gregg, to see Al Murray, the Pub Landlord, at the London Palladium. I think the performance was 'Giving it both Barrels'. I met with Dan and headed into town where we met young Gregg, who was nursing an mouth ulcer. I was totally thrilled to be seeing Al Murray being a big fan of his from his TV show Time Gentlemen Please and had a good night out have I chortled the whole time!




Thats to wikipidia.org and thepublandlord.com

Feeling rough

This past week I've been feeling pretty under the weather. It started off last Thursday. I felt the icy fingers of a cold enveloping my throat, you know, your glands feel tender and the sinuses start to feel mushy. I dashed out at lunchtime and got me some Anadin, and some trusty Night Nurse (I do like that stuff).

Maybe it was the mixing of 2 potent medicines or maybe it just the cold taking hold, but Friday morning I woke up blowing bubbles like a baby and singing 'La la la', with the pixies that appeared at the bottom of my bed! Needless to say I did go to work that day and in fact it wasn't till around 2pm that day that the room stopped spinning and I was able to get something to eat. Just a boiled egg Friday as my appetite had been knocked outta whack.

Saturday I returned to work but felt week and only added half a chicken sandwich and a doughnut to my tummy that day. Sadly I had to pass on running a 10k with Jason on Sunday (more on that in my next post). I managed a half portion of dinner though. Then it took from Monday through Thursday for my appetite to return, I suffered lots of stomach pain and nausea on the way; the more I needed to eat, the less I wanted to. At work they shouted at me and forced me to drink soup! I passed on going to the gym all week, not having any energy to exercise, but I'm better now. Yay me!!!

Lucy's birthday!!!!

First off, sorry to Lucy for this entry being so late and then sorry to Vicky for not uploading the photos sooner. She was expecting them the next day!!

I start this post the way most have stared recently.....
Two Saturdays ago (lol) I joined Lucy for the celebratory night out for the merrimentation of her 22nd since birthitude! Needless to say I was not the only one there that night; her boyfriend Richard, Vicky M and Catherine came too. And later that night, Charlene and Dave as well!

Romford, Brannigans, played host for the night and I hadn't personally been there since its refurbishment, but was disappointed that it was only a 'lick of paint'. It also didn't seem to be as busy as in the 'good ole days'. Lucy has always liked it there, probably due to her 'rock' orientated music tastes not being catered for in most nightspots, where Brannigans has a very broad musical palette, enough for anybody.

I do remember one point during the night where someone in the club must of had really bad guts or some crafty bugger had some stink bombs, but either way, me and Cat had to run from the dance floor to the safety of the r'n'b room while Lucy, Richard and Vicky were outside having a cigarette. We two stayed in the r'n'b room for the remainder of the night. Vicky found us, after Char and Dave had arrived and found us late on.

I hadn't seen Lucy or Char for months beforehand so enjoyed seeing them again, I'd also promised the jump up and down on Char's head for being out of my life for so long be never did. I still will though!




Hope you had a nice night Lucy. Love ya always xxx

Cat shines

Last Friday night, songstress Catherine had her 1st showcase. It was held in the Bull Theatre, Barnet and featured all of her manager's singers on stage performing several numbers each. As expected, some were better than others, some performed better than others and I felt some let themselves down, respective to the amount of talent they had.

Sorry Cat, you were good, but I thought the best acts that night were the 2 bands. I can't remember the names, but one was a rock band and consisted of lead, keyboard and guitar, the other, again female lead, guitar and violin. There were many different styles of music on hand, probably more than I even know but it made for a very entertaining night.



Catherine's fan club of Me and Channa were there and both of us sacrificed dinner that night just to be there. We had our fun inside and outside the auditorium too; the lady behind the bar during the interval said we made her night, as most people she served were miserable but we were cheerful.




Big shout to you Cat, our lil pop star! xx

A little beverage in the wharf

Last Friday myself, Catherine and Channa hit the streets of Canary Wharf for a little drink. The original plan was to check out the face-lifted Faces nightclub on it's reopening night but the night was only open to club members; £30 for men and £20 for women. That gave you the privilege to queue up and pay your way in. Needless to say that seemed a lot of upfront expense for just one night, so That's how Canary Wharf was born.

We caught the DLR down there to appease Channa's Tube and Underground fears, but it still upset Catherine because she just hates the whole public transport thing. She unsuccessfully tried to get Channa to drive.

We ended up in the Slug and Lettuce till that closed at 11, then shuffled across to Smollensky's till 12. I have to just say that the loos on Smollensky's where uni sexed, with 4 cubicles in one room; one male, one females, one both sexes, and one disabled and no urinals. Unfortunately 2 of the cubicles were out of order so guys and girls had to queue to use the remaining 2. It was all very weird! Anyhoo, photos of the night follow.

Freewheel London

Not many updates happening lately because...
1) I'm getting lazy.
2) It takes about 1 1/2 hours (on ave.) to do each post, what with writing it, prove reading it, editing; uploading photos then arranging layout. Only for a couple of folks to actually read it!
3) I've got a problem with Blogger not uploading video (for me anyway) and that's really ticking me off cause I've got some good ones.
4) I'm starting to feel like a reporter, always having to take my camera out with me to get snaps for the blog.

Oh well... necessary evil I guess.

2 Sunday's ago I took part in London's inaugural 'Freewheel' event: several roads in central London closed to all but bikes, cycling in peace passed some of London's landmarks. I say in peace, but 32,000+ bikes turned up! I had ultimately borrowed a bike from friend John, as my Mom still isn't happy about me owning my own, and his wife Lyndsey let my borrow her nogging protector.

On the day I met up with sis, Sarah, and her uni friend Ellie at Stratford station for our ride down to Victoria Park, near Mile End, where there was a 'hub'. Kinda like a meeting point for us to pick up the marshaled journey into London. I hadn't ridden a bike since I was about 17 and enjoyed the trip. I was very nervous at first being on live roads but I soon got comfortable. I was also keen to be a responsible cyclist, heeding the rules of the road; obeying traffic lights and crossings and junctions, and not weaving in and out of traffic unpredictably. When we got to the closed roads we could ride with a bit more abandon.




The 9 mile route was basically a blast up and down Embankment from London Bridge to Westminster, with a loop around St James' Park. Free sandwiches were on offer at the 'Festival' in St James' Park with entertainment too. a chance to park up the bikes and take a time out. We 3 where approached by a reporter for bikeradar, an online bike magazine and the article can be found here on their website. Ellie's helmet also had a lot of attention as it was in the design of a blue ladybug, complete we antenna! It was also only her 9th trip to London.




All in all it was a great day out and I can't wait for next year's one!

more photos on my Facebook here

thanks to John and Lyndsey, and bikeradar.com

The Thames Festival

Two weekends ago the South Bank hosted a 2 day celebration of the River Thames. I went along, never one to let a free London event get away. Sadly I could only make the Saturday night (as Sunday was holding a Formula 1 race). Along for the ride was Sarah and Channa, still working her new philosophy of 'mates before men'. We did also get her to ride the tube as she has a slight tube phobia. Sarah's 'man friend' Peter met us down there as he was working on Saturday later than the rest of us. With the Festival finishing at 10pm each night, there wasn't much opportunity to sample the stalls, and food and entertainment and exhibitions that made up the show; secondly we aimed to see some French acrobats that were performing at 8pm in the shadow of the London Eye.




The acrobats' show started slowly and didn't seem to be heading anywhere, but about half an hour in, their 'string tent' was hoisted into the air with most of the team suspended beneath. Half the crew were playing instruments 100 feet in the air while the rest did their aerial stunts. It was all very ethereal and magical as the 'string tent' twirled one way then the next, lit up with lights which cut through the night sky like searchlights all whilst band played this spooky music like the kind you find in horror movies as the large chested blonde is being followed. It was all great fun and we headed home once it was over. I was disappointed to have missed the fireworks which actually took place on Sunday night. Damn!