I just jokingly said "I bet Taboo is really called Keith or something" and before I knew it, Simon had tweeted the man to ask. We are currently waiting for a reply......we could be waiting a long time of course.
"Taboo"/Keith is one of my very guilty pleasures.
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I have a lot of guilty pleasures. Some I am more guilty about than others (yes I am talking about you 50 Cent, although to be fair that was mainly when I was pregnant and my hormones sent me nuts). Honestly there really was a time he could have taken me "to the candy shop". Oh dear, he and the Husband are so polar opposite it is scary. 50 Cent, aka Fitty. Or is it Fiddy.......anyway. Real name is Marcus.
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But I always think that celebs with crazy names like that were born with really "normal" names. Yes I am referring to you Elton "Reginald Dwight" John.
Anyway, that's about as exciting as my night got other than watching Tom Daley in mega skimpy speedos...ho hum another guilty pleasure there too. And don't even get me talking about Harry and Zane from One Direction.
One thing I am not at all guilty about is the fact that I got talking to a hot kite surfer this week. This one to be precise.
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He is ranked 13th in the world and is a British Pro who travels the world. He is a big deal in our coastal town and he tried to convince me that I might not be too old and frumpy to learn to kite surf after all. He is up for giving me a lesson (the thought of squeezing my ampleness into a wetsuit is mildly terrifying right now but I am going to think it over).
At the end of our conversation, he leaned towards me so I held out my hand to shake it but he kissed me. Right there on my cheek. Oh my, I sooooo tried to play it cool. The Princess shrieked "OMG, he ACTUALLY kissed you. You! My mum!!!!!! Wait til I tell Dad!"
Well, I instantly texted my friend who headed on over to corner him too as she wanted a kiss from him. At the end of the conversation, she came away empty cheeked! Ha ha!!!!! S.M.U.G.
Of course he probably did it in a bid to persuade me that I might actually want him to teach me after all. To prove I am not THAT old and frumpy.
Anyway, let's move on.
I got this Nigella book from the cherry tree shop (Scope to be precise). £1.50! I was chuffed as don't already have it. She does annoy me, but I still can't help but find her hair lovely and glossy. Plus I can't deny she churns out decent grub. Not "supper" Nigella, GRUB. Let's stop this Rebekah Brooks' "country supper" nonsense NOW.
PS Just found out Taboo's name is actually Jamie. And no he didn't tweet me. I just went on Wikipedia.