The Stig

Right, I am going to force myself to write today. For the past few days I have been suffering from what a lot of people would call ‘writer’s block’. I am not sure what ‘writer’s block’ truly is, but for the past few days, I have been staring at a blank Word screen, as my brain remained silent, like a child refusing to explain herself when asked why she stole a few sweets from the jar.
So in preparation for the forcing I will be doing myself next week, I thought I’d give my brain a good warm up by writing this blog. As I have done no writing since the last blog, it would be more fitting talking about what I have been up to during my skiving days.
I spent Thursday and Friday applying for more marketing and pr roles, which to be honest as been frustrating because a) there are very few vacancies for undergraduate noobs like me, and b) making changes to my existing CV copies so it looks like I want to work for that company and that company alone is getting tiring.
Luckily I got a day off yesterday, for I arranged to meet Birmingham David. Annoyingly, I had to convince my mum that I was not seeing a boyfriend before I left the house. Considering that I hardly get any phone calls and I can only go out every now and then because I’m so busy and skint, she should not have these silly paranoid thoughts. Not that I feel I am wrongly on the receiving end of these accusations, for she was like this when my brother was at university, suspecting him of having a secret relationship with his closet girl mate. Yes, mum, people can have innocent friendships with people of the opposite sex. I hope I do not behave like this if I ever have children :/
It was not as grand as the last time, as we agreed to keep it low-key by chilling at his house. Although we did go to Modelzone before we caught the bus to Moseley, which made David very happy as he’s a huge aeroplane and car fan. The place was filled with miniature cars and trains, superhero figurines and aeroplanes hanging from the ceiling. The most impressive was a train choo-chooing through a model village, laden with grass; Brussels sprout trees and plastic houses. But what made David the most happiest was having his picture taken with a man in a Stig costume. I’m not sure if it’s the actual Stig from the Top Gear shows, but it made for a very enviable Facebook pic.
When we got to his house, I was given the grand tour. It was a very swanky place, with its Pop Art wall hangings, XMen figurines and shelves stacked with Rock and Indie albums. I was introduced to David’s flatmates Martin, who seemed lovely enough. He let us borrow an episode of Flight of the Concords, which David and I watched before putting on Pan’s Labyrinth. In this episode, Jermaine accidently has a one night stand with a woman, who, to his horror, turns out to be Australian (there is a rivalry between New Zealanders and Australians). I’ve got to say, based on that show; it is funnier than the Mighty Boosh. Yes, I am making comparisons because both shows are about budding musicians, where the two guys break into song and dance every now and then for our amusement. I say FOTC is better because it’s more laugh out loud hilarious due to its offensive content, whereas the Mighty Boosh is lukewarm funny. But maybe I say that because I’ve grown out of laughing at absurd things, like a man fighting a kangaroo in a boxing match or a fox watching porn.
David’s other housemate Lee and his friend arrived later on from a tattooing trip. He also seemed lovely enough and he was a lot more charismatic that he looked in his photos (that is a compliment by the way). After stuffing ourselves with flapjacks and brownies, I had to go home because my sister-in-law invited the family around for a meal. I thought she was going to prepare something fresh from the oven and stove, but it transpired to be large amounts of left-over food from the previous night. The reason for that was that she had invited friends around for the meal, but they failed to turn up. Rude as hell, but oh well, at least the night ended perfectly with lovely meal while watching ‘Have I Got News for You’ and ‘Mock the Week’.