Nicey Nice Nice

I must be honest with you, dear reader, I didn't think you would be hearing one's voice this evening.

Last night I rolled out a new discovery (necessity is the mother of invention) to Mrs NoozeHound.  My measures are approximate and if you are familiar with my earlier posts (ha fucking ha) you will be well aware of why I celebrate Christmas at this time of year. Well, continuing said trend, I discovered in the week (but saved for inebriational consumption) a new cocktail. As mentioned, measures are approximate, but raid the drinks cupboard for Stone's Ginger Wine and some form of Amaretto. Both hit the register at about 22% (average) and should be poured into a whiskey tumbler 50/50 to make a rather pleasant leftovers drink. Feel free to swap the ginger wine and almond liqueur manufacturers - it's leftovers for Chris' sakes! Strong enough, on  top of a half a bottle of Chardonnay Verdellho to make Mrs NoozeHound throw her toys way out of her pram using a newly configured Ubuntu laptop (regular readers (ha-ha-ha) may be interested to hear I think it is suffering from the T41 manufacturing fault) and then stropping off to bed. So Aussie White wine + an Almond Stoner (my quickly dubbed nomenclature for the newly created cocktail) will lead to either a hot amenable chick or a stroppy and petulant life partner - 'your women', you decide.

As I said I thought you would be reject-less this Saturday night. Well, having downed half a bottle of Aussie white, followed by half a bottle of Limoncello and a few generous slugs of available Amontillado,  it was a reasonable conclusion.

We have watched a plethora of British comics this evening, including but not limited to Michael Mcintyre, Jimmy Carr and Ricky Gervais - well I have, Mrs NH dozed off allowing me to slip off and blog you. All were very funny. I don't know if they translate, if they do , they are national treasures; if not, well, change your outlook, they're funny.

If you are able to find a bottle of Waitrose (other supermarket produce is available) Amontillado, and are fortunate to be in a a domicile wherein Bols Peppermint Green is co-habiting , mix the two 66/33 and proceed to get wankered.

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Channel surfing, on the back of bad advice, I find myself watching V high-lights. When I touched down on the station airing it, Dizzee was playing (the one before 'Holiday') and it struck me. He was playing to an almost segregatedly white audience. There was an interview with Pixie Lott and it emerged she was in the audience the previous year. 'No shit Sherlock!'  I gaze upon her white and blonde diminutive figure in the interview cart followed by appearance footage. No shit, V looks like (and on close-up I did see some mixed race guys) a white people festival in the extreme. So much so I would think about instituting special task forces to exclude racist groups! 

No pictures or video today, so popular blogging screams 'FAIL'. I really would love a comment and if you have anything to add to what I have said I'd be honoured to debate it with you and tell you you are wrong - or not, but I have to hear you first.

Killers headlining so I'm going to look away.

The live version of 'Human' is pants (love the song), frankly, but you had to be there. I loved Amy Winehouse & The Specials though.

Welcome to the disappointment.