Souper Douper

Mr Katja and I were travelling by tube the other day.  As we walked onto the platform, we were faced with a large ad for Heinz Taste of Home soup on the far wall.  As one does when waiting for a train, we both stared vacantly at it for a while – and then turned to each other with identical looks of confusion and horror.  “Serial killers!” said I, at the same time as Mr K blurted out, “Paedophilia!”

When I say that the ad features a pot of soup with the words “Ingredients: Aunties and Uncles who aren’t really aunties and uncles” on the side, I think you’ll probably all see where we were coming from.

STARVING

I saw this a while ago, but have just found it again and laughed just as much, if not more, this time around. Sheer brilliance.

Literacy

I’m jobhunting at the moment. Idly perusing Monster, I saw an ad asking for a copywriter, which sounded interesting. I think I’m overqualified, however, judging on how badly the ad is written. I’m now wondering whether writing to them, correcting the myriad mistakes in their copy, would get me the job or permanent blacklisting …

Winter Wonderland

So I’ve been away for a week, skiing. ‘Twas marvellous. Day one – total whiteout. Days two through six – loads of new snow and glorious sunshine. I couldn’t really be much smugger, quite frankly.

I am also officially a daredevil thrillseeker, having done the Olympic bobsled run at Sansicario. Yes, the ACTUAL run, built for the 2006 Torino Winter Olympics. Our time was just over a minute and I am absolutely dying to do it again sometime. Immediately post-run, there was talk of going to do the Cresta Run and learning how to do it properly, rather than starting in the bob and being pushed. Wheee!

This was right at the end of the run, when we had slowed right down – and we’re still going quite fast, as you can see by the blurring. We had been told beforehand that by about halfway down we would be longing for it all to be over, but I was just dying to go up to the top and do it all again, as was my chap. Not sure our third team member was so convinced, but to be fair his girlfriend had signed him up for it without his knowledge …

Our driver was ace – he’s the one that looks like Russell Crowe. The only instructions he gave us were not to worry if our heads bashed against the side of the bob on the way down, and for me to try not to headbutt him while he was driving, as I was sitting directly behind him. Yes, it goes really quite fast, even without the running start.