Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Meeja Bore

It's come to my attention that I have 'gone a bit meeja' lately.

I think the tipping point came when my handsome comedy scriptwriter boyfriend handed me a scrap of paper on which a very nice lady actress had kindly written for me the title of a self-help book for panic sufferers.

While turning this piece of paper over in my hands, I noticed that it was a bar receipt from the Groucho Club.

Something needs to be done about this, before my lack of ability to keep it real surpasses even J. Lo's.

I know - I'll go to Finsbury Park to have supper with my good friend S. and her husband, who are both directors of a top London PR agency.

And if that doesn't work, tomorrow night I will issue forth to swanky West End eaterie Asia de Cuba, to imbibe elaborate cocktails and partake of some 'modern eclectic' fish dishes.

That should sort it.

OH DEAR LORD, WHAT HAVE I BECOME???

at

24 comments:

  1. GreatSheElephantMay 30, 2007 5:35 PM

    I'd like this lifestyle please - feel free to send it over here.

    ReplyDelete
  2. SylviaMay 30, 2007 5:53 PM

    P a bore? NEVER - keep these stories coming - those of us on the dull side of life need to know that there is a better world out there which doesn't involve running a sock dating agency or combatting primary school fatigue.

    ReplyDelete
  3. patroclusMay 30, 2007 6:10 PM

    I don't know - I seem to have become a character in a bad chick-lit novel. And the description of Asia de Cuba as somewhere frequented by 'the beautiful people' makes me want to scream and run away as fast as my decrepit Spanish hiking boots will carry me. Hopefully in the general direction of Pizza Express.

    ReplyDelete
  4. GreatSheElephantMay 30, 2007 6:43 PM

    Actually Asia de Cuba is quite ghastly - you are right.

    Can I make you a character in my bad chick lit novel?

    ReplyDelete
  5. celloMay 30, 2007 7:01 PM

    You think that's bad. Just wait 'til the 7th!

    ReplyDelete
  6. KirsesMay 30, 2007 8:56 PM

    Finsbury Park ought to bring you down to earth with a bump..

    ReplyDelete
  7. James HenryMay 30, 2007 10:39 PM

    How beautiful can it be if I'm not there, hmmm?

    ReplyDelete
  8. SylviaMay 31, 2007 12:07 AM

    Ooh - tell all- what's happening on the 7th? I'm off to yoga that evening - there, told you my life was so exciting. But I'm going to see Sandi Toksvig and Bonnie Langford at the Bloomsbury Theatre on 8th. I'm looking forward to that.
    Hope you have fun, whatever it is.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Tim FMay 31, 2007 7:44 AM

    "I seem to have become a character in a bad chick-lit novel"

    You're not turning into a meeja bore, sweetie. You're just turning into Douglas Coupland. Could be far, far worse.

    "Sandi Toksvig and Bonnie Langford at the Bloomsbury Theatre"

    There's a sex show that boggles the mind, and I live in Bangkok.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Marsha KleinMay 31, 2007 1:45 PM

    If anyone can keep it real, it's you. You have the most sensitvely tuned bullshit detectors I've ever come across!

    ReplyDelete
  11. AnonymousMay 31, 2007 1:48 PM

    Asia de Cuba *is* a character in a bad chick-lit novel.

    ReplyDelete
  12. SylviaMay 31, 2007 1:49 PM

    I agree with Marsha! Fret not, P - just enjoy your life.

    Sandi and Bonnie's show is called Short and Curly. It involves lots of yodelling.

    ReplyDelete
  13. patroclusMay 31, 2007 1:51 PM

    Hee hee - Asia de Cuba probably has a torrid affair with coked-up bad-boy film director Groucho Club, before eventually settling down with the nice, reliable Finsbury Park, who lives in the flat downstairs and runs an antiquarian bookshop in Camden Passage. Probably.

    ReplyDelete
  14. KirsesMay 31, 2007 2:07 PM

    reminds me of that advert for paint colours

    ReplyDelete
  15. patroclusMay 31, 2007 2:38 PM

    That's exactly what I thought the second I'd posted it, Kirses, followed closely by thinking 'eurgh'.

    ReplyDelete
  16. UnknownMay 31, 2007 2:51 PM

    I've always thought that Dalston Kingsland was a particularly unsavoury (but bodice-rippingly sexy) character from a Jane Austen novel, rather than a rather scabby train station in East London.

    ReplyDelete
  17. ArabellaMay 31, 2007 4:07 PM

    Have a kebab on the way home. That'll sort you out.

    ReplyDelete
  18. AnonymousMay 31, 2007 4:08 PM

    Self-googling one time, I discovered that I'm also the hero of pretty racy bonkbuster (and by hero, I mean I would take the Finsbury Park part, if Finsbury Park was a dashing Second Earl/Highwayman).

    But the North London Line does seem like fine fodder for some particularly pornographic Victoriana, what with Dalston Kingsland's great rivals Leyton Stone and Hackney Wick, not to mention Kensal Rise (with his arriviste ways and floating walnut shelves)

    ReplyDelete
  19. BiScUiTsMay 31, 2007 11:21 PM

    Hehe it sounds good! Enjoy.

    I've heard that the large, split-level dining room, decorated in neutral creams & whites, wins praise as somewhere that has ‘electricity in the air’ – & not just on account of the low-strung light bulbs & pumped-up music.

    Well alright I might have just copied and pasted that description from the page you linked to...

    ReplyDelete
  20. AnonymousJune 01, 2007 12:22 AM

    I've met people who claim to have met people called Stamford Hill, Tufnell Park and Alexander Palace. Tufnell Park's got to be bollocks, surely?

    ReplyDelete
  21. The Dog of FreetownJune 01, 2007 11:25 AM

    So wrong.
    You need to repent and move to Lewisham. It's the only way to save your soul.

    ReplyDelete
  22. celloJune 01, 2007 1:06 PM

    Asia be Cuba is not for the beautiful people at all. I've been there several times.

    It's for the people who'd like to ogle at people who think they are the beautiful people but who are merely orange.

    ReplyDelete
  23. patroclusJune 01, 2007 1:46 PM

    Cello: Yes. Also, their low-slung lightbulbs (as eloquently referenced by Biscuits) are annoying.

    In future I think I will stay at home. I can always glance at my Philippe Starck saucepan trivet if I'm ever overcome by a sudden lack of glamour.

    Angus Deayton was there. At least I think it was him, I didn't have my glasses on. It could have been a carpenter from Birkenhead.

    ReplyDelete
  24. Urban ChickJune 01, 2007 2:05 PM

    have you come over all 'meeja'? i hadn't noticed but maybe this says more about me

    personally i like the trend for calling restaurants in that ronseal does-what-it-says-on-the-tin sort of a way

    the very last london restaurant i went to before i moved north was that one in borough that is fervently pro animal protein

    it was called sth like 'meat' or 'innards' or sth

    am i right?

    ReplyDelete