Definition of awkward

Tue, Jun 8, 2010

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After a fab day in London with lovely @dulwichdivorcee and yummy @insomniacmummy, I’d like to share a few things I have learnt today:

1  Definition of awkward = a small piece of cheese falling into your bra on a train

2 How to hail a Taxi cab =  just stick out your arm and if the light is on then they will stop, unless you look a bit scary or are dressed as a pineapple or something.  (NB  I can assure you this is the correct method.  How do I know?  Well, erm, I actually asked some bemused Londoners who were very nice and passed on their specialist knowledge to Ellie and me.  Snort.)

3   Giving a friend your phone number and then forgetting your phone is very silly.

4  Discovering that you have actually given them your Dad’s number instead of your own is even more silly.

5  Bloggers are mostly blumming lovely

6  The folks at 3 Monkeys Communications are also blumming lovely and made us feel very welcome.  And, they gave a wonderful donation that Ellie and I can add to our Hadrian’s Walk Just Giving Pages, so thank you so so much, especially Ruth (Groovy Monkey), Annabel (Cheeky Monkey) and James (Monkey name as yet unknown).

7  You can find almost anything on the net, including the fabulous though slightly weird monkey wallpaper that adorned the conference room walls at 3 Monkeys ultra cool and quirky offices today.

8 Ladybirds cannot do hand stands.

Photo Credit and other fab wall paper samples

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24 Responses to “Definition of awkward”

  1. Dan Says:

    Good work guys. You know, you may have tipped us past the £10,000 mark. Just off to add it all up now.

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  2. Insomniac Mummy Says:

    You gave me your Dad’s phone number? Heheheehee!

    OMG our #TaxiHailFail was just sooooo funny. I mean really. how hard can it be?! :D

    ‘Twas lovely to meet you Ms Beaufoix, and the very elegant Divorcee of Dulwich.

    xxx

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  3. Potty Mummy Says:

    Remind me again why I moved to Moscow? WHY?????

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  4. Dulwich divorcee Says:

    What are you like, you two?! Sorry to dash off, got stressed about supermarket delivery beating me home! Wasn’t it fun? Loving being elegant, putting that down to purple brolly. And Potty, we miss you! Xx

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  5. TheMadHouse Says:

    Oh how wonderful to meet some brill bloggers, lucky you

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  6. Pants With Names Says:

    well did you scrabble around in your bra for the cheese? Or leave it and sit in uncomfortable warm cheese smell for the rest of the journey?

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    • Jo Beaufoix Says:

      I didn’t at first Pants With Fabulous Names, as I was on a table seat with a serious looking gent opposite, but then I spied an abandoned newspaper and held it up while I delved between my bosoms. :D

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  7. Theodora Says:

    I came off a waterslide the other day. Lost my wristband in transit. Spent some time signing at the poor young lifeguard about the wristband before I realised I had lost the right half of my swimsuit too. Perhaps some cheese would have helped? Or, then again, maybe not…

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  8. Expat Mum Says:

    Cheese in your bra? Please explain.
    I now know why I can never hail a cab in Chicago. When the light’s on it apparently means there’s already someone in it. Explains everything really.

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    • Jo Beaufoix Says:

      How annoying is that lovely? Tsk. Blumming taxis. And the cheese chunk dropped out of my ploughmans sarnie. At least it wasn’t a chunk of freezing cold cucumber. :D

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  9. Nova Says:

    Hehe….sounds like a fun time and what a great thing you are all doing very soon. xx

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    • Jo Beaufoix Says:

      Nova it was fab. The walk is going to be amazing. Tough, exhausting but amazing. We’re going with a brilliant bunch of people and we’ll all help each other along. :D

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  10. Heather Says:

    #8 I feel needs much more explaining than that.

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  11. Barbara Says:

    Yuck, tiny cheese in your bra must have been most uncomfortable.

    Next time you’re in London, let me know and I’ll come and give you a taxi hailing demonstration. I’m very good at it!

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  12. Susan Says:

    I drop things (cheese included) in my bra all the time… sigh.

    Oh, and I can tell you with some certainty that when a cab light is ON it means it is available. When the light is OFF it means it is occupied. That is the rule of thumb in any American city. Unless the cab driver is lazy or dimwitted and never adjusts the light (which unfortunately happens.) I am not proud to admit that when I see a cab with a light on and I try to hail it and then it drives by without stopping and I see someone already inside, I loudly bellow, “Turn off your light!!!!” Again, sigh.

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  13. Crystal Jigsaw Says:

    I’d have a lot to learn if I went to London. Don’t people stand in the road anymore to hail for a taxi?

    Why does food always drop into your bra and never just on the knee. Good job for bras I suppose.

    CJ xx

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