The sound of my own voice

ECHOOOO!! (CHO-CHO-cho-cho...) 

Hmmm...why do I even try? I know no one reads this thing...but I seem to like the sound of my voice too much. Or rather, the sound of my new Australian Government funded Macbook's (who I have named Jeanette, after the actress Jeanette MACDonald. Clever, eh?) shiny, ivory keys clicking and clacking away as I type. And the smooth and big "trackpad" which is such a high-tech little thing that it lets you do so much that my techie friends think that actually clicking it is labour! 

Ahh, this is a nice sound... 

Now I'm reminded of that myth about Echo and Narcissus. But instead of falling in love with my image and plunging into my death at a lake, I'm think I'm getting alarmingly fond of the sound of my keystrokes. Creepy....

Although... if this "fondness" could last maybe until tomorrow morning when I'd have begun my Bronte-inspired English piece, I could use it for good!! But first, I've gotta stop this Spooks S8 marathon. Should not have just "taken a quick peek". "Quick peek" and Richard Armitage do not go so well together. If only he'd played Rochester...(Though, I'm not complaining about Toby Stephens, mind you.) 

OKAY, focus...time to use the key stroke loving for some work...but maybe after episode 6...

Someday, I will have to resort to this.

My dear Mrs English Teacher and what I know

I know I sound like that naive protagonist character when I say: My English teacher told me I need to write about "what I know" instead of overdramatic "drivel". Maybe it's true, maybe it's not; but summer break had just begun and it's already a daily challenge to find more, quoting my mom, "wholesome" activities than drooling over a Richard Armitage clad in nothing but delicious dark blue spandex. Ahem.

So, hence, this humble blog was born!

I won't be writing about the passionate tribulations of my Contessa Clarinda but of the unexplored world of "what I know" (a certain Mr. Armitage may or may not fall under that category) which really just revolves around the arts, literature, anything vintage and just being happy. My entries aren't written to impress (but it's great if they do). They're just my, at times, pointless, commentary and I won't pretend that they are anything more. I just hope I'm not as boring as I think I might be...

I would really appreciate any comments or suggestions about aaaanything at all :)

Sorry. I had to. Here's something a little more wholesome...

No one quite does it like Monet, eh?

Keep smiling =) 
Your friendly neighbourhood Margaret x