What present/s did you want as a child and never get but have searched for on Ebay as an adult?:D

Twice this week I have been told I have a nice voice and I would be very interested to hear people's views on what they think is sexy, cool,interesting or nice about a man's voice. Also what accents are deemed to be sexy?

Phil

On last Saturday night I came back home to my village from a long day at the theatre having done four hours worth of performing and having helped to deconstruct the set from Charlie's Aunt. As it was late I decided to take a taxi and arrived home (I live between two pubs) about twenty past midnight. The drunken youths and youthesses were milling about in a state of rowdiness and unsteadiness from a nights binge drinking.

As I sat in the taxi waiting for my change from £20 a red, sweating, beer soaked face, probably only lovable by his mum - if he has one, leered through the slightly open car window and slurred an insistant demand that the driver took him and his pissed up pals to Clifton and they were willing to offer the driver £10 for the short trip. Several versions later, remarkable in itself as this man's vocabulary was severely limited to the words 'beer' , 'vodka' and 'anuffer' (another) he was still refused by the taxi driver as he had another booking. Somewhere along this road to nightmareland a friend of his, dripping kebab and vomit from his chin, also insisted on the bargain they were offering the now slightly worried looking Asian taxi driver.

Temporarily,the Cliftonites were distracted from their mission by three scantily clad chavettes having a 'tear yer f'ing eyes out you bi*ch' screaming match and they staggered off to improve the situaion by bellowing themselves.

I hastily tucked the change in one of my pockets and clambered out of the car. I was literally outside my house and so was another bloke and he, rather conveniently for him, was peeing against my gate. I stood and watched in disbelief (I am normally tucked up in bed when this uncivil nonsense happens on a Saturday). When he had finished slopping wee all over his trainers and my path I attempted to go past him into my garden and home. Avoiding any confrontation and a wet leg myself I eased past him and said "Excuse me, I live here".

He attempted to shake my hand and offered a fumey apology, fell back into the road and I slipped by and got myself safely in my kitchen and locked the door. Welcome home me.

Phil

OK, ladies I need some help in sprucing up my wardrobe and making myself look good. What is it that women like in a man in the way he dresses or the type of clothes he wears? I realise this is probably a big question but all answers appreciated.

Phil

:D

Decided yesterday to ditch/cancel/get rid off the eBay shop I had set up selling Lavender products. I took me ages to do all the promotional photograghy and buy the items wholesale to sell on and also spent a lot of my annual holiday making French Lavender bags in my kitchen. Thank goodness for work colleagues who have brought from me privately and friends and neighbours otherwise I would be very p*ssed off. My prices were very reasonable for the items and postage and I worked on tweaking the site for eight weeks and trying to attract custom with some great help form folks on their discussion boards. After all that time and only three sales through the shop site i decided to cut my eBay shop losses and continue to sell privately. I will continue to trade through eBay in the auctions selling and buying incidental bits and pieces but not bother with a shop.

Sometimes time goes so quickly. In two weeks time I will have already performed in Charley's Aunt for three nights. We are at the culmination of our rehearsals and still some way to go yet to be at performance standard. At this stage my years of experience tells me that those involved suddenly realise the tightness of the schedule and work hard to get things theatrically right. I am looking forward to playing the character Brassett and I think that the weeks run will be great fun.

A female work colleague came in this morning saying she had a nightmare on the bus to work. Aparently her young son (two and a half years old) had eaten two bananas and two bunches of grapes for breakfast and then had the shits on a bus full of people.

What a nightmare!

I subscribe to France Magazine every month.
I dream in French.
You say OMG. Je dit 'Mon Dieu'!
I am a huge romantic about La Vie en France.
I have a big collection of foreign films, mostly French.
I happily spend two plus hours perfecting a short email to a friend who speaks French.
I eat French cheese for breakfast along with assorted meats and croissants and pain au chocolat with a big bowl of coffee.
I revel in anything remotely connected with L'Hexagon.
I enjoy a glass or two of wine as long as it is French.
I have an extensive collection of French music.
You say HMV. I say FNAC.
UK politics have no interest to me but French one's do.
I love French culture.
'Tranquil' is one of my favourite words.
I love the smell of Lavender and the sound of cicadas.
I often have a frog in my throat and when passing Le McDonalds call out ... Rosbifs!
Snails are my favourite movable snack.
I am growing my ears to look like Serge Gainsbourg.
If I smoked I would do so whilst eating.
The world is garlic shaped.
Please tell me if there is a cure for Francophila so I can avoid it?

Philippe

I went to work on a different bus route today and each (about 10) bus shelters I passed had two or three painted bananas on the top of the shelter. I was on the upper deck and could see these. The first one I thought 'bit wierd'. By the tenth I was convinced this was some kind of art project by Warhol influenced monkeys. How wierd is that?

Seems that I have been away from Blogland for some while. Life has been very busy with work and the theatre projects I have been involved with plus being poorly at the beginning of the year with a heavy cold I couldn't shake.

Of late I have been setting up an eBay shop selling Lavender oils and Lavender based products and scented candles and once the dvds I'm selling by auction on there have gone (tomorrow)then I think my shop will look a lot more like it. If anyone out there likes Lavender then feel free to have a look and maybe even order something from me.I would value anybodies opinion of my shop so look forward to some feedback.

http://stores.ebay.co.uk/Lavenders-Harvest

Currently I am rehearsing for a production of Charley's Aunt on at the end of September and I am working towards a degree in French through the OU. Early days on that project.

Well, enough from today.

Phil x

Anybody got any money saving tips or stores they shop at and have found good offers? For starters I can recommend Wilkos and have found many domestic things there are much cheaper than your average supermarket or store.

oh la source
de la inspiration
c'est maman
l'origine de
ma naissiance.

oh la source
de la inspiration
c'est papa
l'origine de
ma naissiance.

oh la source
de la inspiration
c'est nature
l'origine de
ma naissiance.

oh la source
de la inspiration
c'est l'air d' exprication
l'origine de
ma naissiance.

Philippe

Isolated in this little fragile world
grant me the space to express
my love to the universe in all
that expresses love and all deep caring.

My selfish desires sometimes
eclipse the bigger picture
and forget the needs of my
friends and loved ones.

And so with all humility and love
may my thoughts and all happiness
concentrate and may blessings be yours
by the power of all deep loving.

Phil xxxx

Kiss and cuddle and gaze deeply into each others eyes and wish for chocs and flowers or a nice suprise.

Give it some loving today and always; the world needs lots of love.

Phil

Pull my heart strings in desperate yearning
and keen the need I have for love.
Push my heart and pump the blood
and mean to say, what say one should.
Ah, how I would settle in your arms and
never never let you go.
Ah, how I would sing you of your charms
if I could truely tell you so.
And yet I know you little dear and fear
doth make my voice so still.
So I shall make you laugh and laugh I will
And by and by we'll kiss and thrill.
My yearning thoughts shall be no more
And spirits joined, our joy shall soar,

Phil Lowe

Having just got up at 1am today and re-read a waffling mix of truely meant sentiment and wordy drivel I have just emailed a new female friend to explain myself which has slight echoes of the play we have just been involved in. Getting poetic on white wine and melancholy is not a good combination. However my friend seems to have a good sense of humour so hopefully will remain a friend and not see me as a foolish old git.If nothing else it is a good excuse to re-visit blogland. Phil