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loulou

Screw you guys - I'm going home

About Me

Shit, what can I say, I'm not much good at talking about myself randomly, read the stuff below, which will give you no idea at all what I'm like. Take it from there . . .

My Interests

Gardening, cooking, eating, fishing dog out of canal, red wine, dragging dog out of lake, my family tree, anybody's family tree (!), playing guitar and sort of singing (Sorry, Ms. Rusby), dragging boy dogs off my bitch ass westie, but not if in lake, reading, telly, having a right good larf, that sort of thing.

I'd like to meet:

EBE - at a 'safe' distance - whatever that would be? Probably a bored farmer who would give me his/her land to plant stuff on. Somebody who would give me a nice job gardening for actual money. Loads of my ancestors about whom I can't get answers to my questions. A few more people.

Music:

Not pop, not thrash, whatever suits my mood (?) at any given time. Well, I AM a woman. Making my own sweet music (not) on my guitar, the neighbours love it.

Movies:

Not at all into what they tell us are 'Blockbuster' type movies that seem to prevail today. Oldest faves would be Dangerous Liaisons, any Mike Leigh, Close Encounters, Rear Window (still scares me sooooo much . . . quick - he's coming BACK), and for a laugh Inspector Clouseau, Withnail, anything with Beany in it for slavering a bit.

Television:

Soaps (british), comedy, absolutely no singing competition progs after the first week when all the really funny crap ones are on, no other make me a heffing useless celebrity competition types on my telly ta very bladdy much.

Books:

I've usually got a few on the go at once, either loads of ufo stuff or the English classics, or a bit of both, because i'm nothing if not eclectic, or just odd perhaps; plus I sometimes pore over cookery books when I'm eating (not cause I'm a crap cook though, cause I'm a gannet). Gardening books and of course a bit of social history after doing my family tree, reminds me how easy our lives are now.

Heroes:

Mr Pillinger in my faves, a real British hero, largely unsung I think, somebody give him a load of money to get them baby Beagles back. Sean Bean for the sexiest boy's voice in the world, Kate Rusby for the sweetest voice in the world, and not at all in a sick-making way either, if there was a God, and she was a woman, which obviously, she would be, she would sound like this.