On doing pilates with equipment

Liz has discovered that when you involve balls with pilates it becomes a whole new discipline ;)

On being naked at the gym

Liz is relieved she was fully clothed when the fire alarm went off at the gym this morning.

On learning to do funerals

Liz wonders if 'learn to do funerals day' was the wrong day to come and stay at a theological college?

On walking on ice (#2)

Liz is totally over the whole ice thing. Bored now.

On walking on ice (#1)

Liz was very nearly flat on her back on a Zebra crossing this morning. The ice is getting tedious now.

On walking on ice (#3)

Liz has considered crawling as a viable transport option several times in the last 12 hours.

On inappropriate footwear (for snow)

Liz has realised that converse+blizzard+snow drifts = slow walking & wet feet.

On believing she has genuine guitar talent

Liz has achieved her long-held goal of learning to play guitar (as long as it's a plastic one with multi-coloured buttons attached to a wii).

On unexpected Christmas visitors

Liz wonders if anyone elses Christmas service was graced with the presence of a cyberman?

On a mother's Christmas obsession

Liz is wondering whether her mother's collection of international nativity sets has got a little out of hand.

On ill people who come into work

Liz is strongly of the opinion that people should not come into work if they are coughing, spluttering and clearly ill. She does not want their germs.

On Obama's election and beautiful November mornings

Liz saw a beautiful new dawn this morning. Literally and metaphorically.

On disastrous DIY

Liz should've known better than to attempt DIY involving wires. Electrocution's no fun.

On the double meaning of 'toil'

Liz loves the irony that toil days involve no work at all.

On itunes 8

Liz is making genius playlists and chuckling at the supposed intelligence of itunes.

On the inefficiency of the church

Liz is yet again thinking that the Methodists literally couldn't organise a booze up in a brewery!

On inappropriate footwear (in the rain)

Liz should have realised that purple shoes + rain = purple feet. Oops.

On getting organised

Liz is putting her life in order, with a little help from a label maker.

On getting sun-burnt without sun

Liz still has sun-burnt lips. In an August with less than 100 hours of sunshine that's got to be an achievement.

On the effects of wearing wellies for extended periods of time

Liz is home and examining her feet for trench foot after 4 days in wellies.