Showing posts with label Freddie Mercury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Freddie Mercury. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 September 2008

Tuesday Night is Curry Night

Tonight's topic is what we would put in Room 101. (By the way we ate vegetable pathia, dhansak, plain naan, chapatti and a pilau coloured in a manner no natural foodstuff has ever been).

Velouria's Room 101 wishlist is:
  1. The entire Bedingfield family
  2. Tracey Emin and that buttock-clenching post-modernist claptrap ("she is a lout" Brian Sewell)
  3. Licorice
  4. All Saints studded belts
  5. People that try to high five you, especially those aged under 16
  6. Pretentious marketing speak
  7. Sandals All Inclusive Resorts and anyone who would actually go there

My list is:

  1. Freddie Mercury
  2. Small beige houses
  3. Foof belt skirts
  4. The food served by Betty's Tea Rooms which tastes delicious but makes you feel sick for hours afterwards
  5. Personal statements that start "I have wanted to study Logic and Metaphysics since I was an four years old...". No, you haven't.
  6. The phrase 'in terms of'
  7. Men who steer their girlfriends by putting their hand proprietally in the girlfriend's lower mid-back.

Next week's list will be brought to you by an unknown, but voluminous, quantity of Indian Food and Top Ten Totty That You Shouldn't But You Would.

Your turn: please comment on what would be in your Room 101. Velouria would appreciate it if someone would pop X-Factor in as she's run out of options.