Posts Tagged ‘elettra’

The priceless photo

Sunday, April 15th, 2012 | Friends, Photos

Elettra

That’s right, I have a photo of Elettra – with a drink!

March 2012 Wendy House

Wednesday, March 28th, 2012 | Friends, Life

This month’s Wendy House saw Will lose his Wendy House virginity and Hugh make a return after what he claimed was an eight-year absence. That would mean that we was 16 last time he went, though if he settled into looking adult as easily as he has the bumbling old professor role in equal speed, it is in fact a perfectly plausible story.

A far bolder claim, but one I can assure you is true, is that Elettra given took to the dance floor and strutted her stuff! Add that to other things that happened and you actually have quite a strange, but very much enjoyable, night.

Ungrateful Italians

Monday, June 20th, 2011 | Friends

Italy is a crazy place. It has some amazing sights but you literally take your life in your hands when you drive on their roads and all their cafes and restaurants close between 12 and 3 for lunch!

On the hole, Italians are very friendly people. That’s technically prejudice, I’ve only met a small section of the Italian population so I can’t really judge them all as friendly but as people don’t seem to mind positive stereotypes (or even negative stereotypes as long as they think they are positive – most Americans are flattered when you call them patriotic, the socially acceptable little brother of racism) though so I’m going to continue with that statement.

Unfortunately, there is a small minority of Italians which are simply ungrateful.

For example, this girl:

Elettra is in the process of moving house, and she didn’t have anywhere to put her rather large keyboard for a week. That’s this one:

Luckily, this good looking hero stepped up, when she asked him if she could store it in his apartment:

You would imagine she would be grateful for that.

So when someone else in the conversation suggested that it would be a great prop for a Jimmy Turtlehouse film, you would think at very least she would laugh along politely.

Of course, this is an entirely hypothetical situation, given I have no contact with the amazing rock star legend that is Jimmy Turtlehouse. But still.

As a consequence, you would presume then that when you come to help actually move the keyboard into your apartment, you won’t be greeted with sentences such as “even if you wanted to use the keyboard for your movies, you can’t, as I’ve got the charger!”

Ungrateful is what it is, ungrateful.