Do you want to be a record breaker?

After Edd’s comment on the blog yesterday about cup stacking records (have a look here and visit the link for an amazing display of cup stacking – never thought I’d be so impressed by that!), it got me thinking about world records.

There are the Colin Jacksons of this world who do very credible things such as being the fastest man in the world over 110m hurdles. And then there are the Matthew Henshaws of this world, responsible for the ‘heaviest weight dangled from a swallowed sword’ record (if you’re interested, 20.1 kg) (ouch).

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Get this week’s hottest laundrebrity news in this week’s edition of sHeat Magazine, the paper lovers weekly (just in case – as in a sheet of paper and heat magazine – Tom reckons you won’t get it, but it does sound rather like a swear word, eh?). Our comprehensive (and cool) package of sneaky photos, cheeky gossip, recycled style, exclusive interviews and the latest glowbiz news.

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More photos from last night coming soon - but we just wanted to share this one with you, it’s Team Laundry, past and present! From left to right - Bronwen, Luke, Harry, Rach, John, Jess, Helen and Ben.

Now, a lot of you have met me, and a lot of you have spoken to me on the phone. So you’re not going into this having never met me – am I posh? This became the topic of conversation at lunch time. Jess, one time Laundry lady, rates people’s poshness on a scale of how many ponies she thinks they should own. Apparently, I rate at 1.5 ponies, which is relatively high – you have to be posh to even register on the scale in the first place.

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Last week, there was a mouse in my house…

It all started a couple of weeks ago when I came home to find my housemate prowling the house in his dressing gown, armed with a saucepan and a bowl of carrots. He was on a mouse hunt, as he’d spotted one scampering across the living room, and this was his hunting equipment.

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I Like coffee! I like tea! I like the java jive and it likes me! Coffee and tea! and the java and me! A cup- a cup- a cup-a cup- a cuppaah! Yeah!

Indeed.

As quoted by my Muva circa 1989 in the kitchen, and made immemorial by The Ink Spots (along with such classics as ‘Ya feets too big, can’t love you cuz your feets too big’- not good news for me..anyway, I digress.)

I didn’t like tea or coffee for years and years. Apart from for dipping biscuits in which, drove my Dad crazy. You know, with a rich tea when you just dip a little too long and half of it gets all soggy and drops down to the bottom of the mug making the tea a total write-off. My granny would complain that my indifference to tea made me very un-British; she’d try and bribe me into drinking it with a couple of Bakewell tarts or a French Fancy.

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Introducing John - the Laundrover…

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This week I have been thinking about nicknames, at university I knew people from Stephenson hall (awful place in Sheffield, for wanna-be-at-a-redbrick people, football, lager, shouting - sorry people who this applies to):

Pies (eats lots of)

Big Tom

Little Tom (self explanatory)

Stove (because he stole one on the first night)

Chewy (from Chu bacca)

Mumra (thunder cats duvet cover)

Camp Ben (skinny knees)

Stinio

Sexy Dan (true)

SG

the Silver Fox

PA (Paul-Andre, hon hon hon, that was supposed to be a French chuckle)

All fine and good.

Do you know what my nickname was? 

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This week we have mostly been thinking about school trips, having had a team building trip to The Sticks (that place just past the leafy, outer London suburbs) with our parent charity BioRegional. Among other things we faced fears of heights with a spot of abseiling, got lost in the woods trying to orienteer our way to the pub and identified vegetables that bear vague resemblances to our characters (mines a Salsify- should you be wondering greatly).

Anyway… It got us Launderettes reminiscing about trips of yesteryear.. So, me and Helen have drudged our memories for some of the antics we got up to as little uns:

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The hot topic of conversation this week at Laundry HQ has been celebrity spotting, after I had an exciting brush with celebrity when I was in A&E on Monday night (don’t worry I’m fine, I was accompanying a friend after a not-very-nice affair, but he’s doing better now). Hmmm I thought that man looks a lot like Pierce Brosnan, but what would he be doing in Tooting? But no, it was James Bond himself, in St George’s A&E! And I was in sniffing distance of him!

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This week we have been talking about inappropriate crushes - some of them involve politicians and are too controversial to mention…. (more…)

I know we have been banging on about Dad’s for some time now - but they are such a fruitful subject. We got loads of replies - I am featuring my fabvourite from Serena Beckett who seems to have the best/maddest Dad EVER. Here are her stories…

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We got a great email about a Dad from Alice O’Connel:

My Da works in brand and package design but wants to be a writer, he’s been working on his novel for about a year now having been to many many creative writing courses. It’s a family mystery, as far as I can tell, he doesn’t talk about it a lot. He’s unable to read fiction now though, which is a shame as we used to trade books. He actually had a book of poems that he and his brother had written published in the 70’s in Dublin. It was a limited run and they all sold out, he swears to this day they weren’t all bought by his Ma. I read them a few years ago and they were all trippy hippy dippy nonsense, he admitted acid had been an important factor in their creative process.

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