Showing posts with label Music and real life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music and real life. Show all posts

Monday, 16 January 2012

TOO MANY COOKS.....

Too many cooks spoil the broth, says an English proverb. Just on the contrary, I'm sure that one's cooking tastes much better when helped by others. If you don't believe me, try this great Lennon & Jagger mix first and then go on looking for inspiration by following other famous English gurus, Jamie Oliver and Nigella Lawson. Good luck!!

Thursday, 29 September 2011

The Party is Over


Whether you are a party animal or a party pooper, whether you love stag/hen nights or you hate them, you will find amazing how many different types of parties you can be invited to. Click here to learn about them, and decide then which one/s will suit you best. Once you have made up your mind, Harry Potter himself can teach you how to invite someone to go to a ball (but try and sound more self-confident!) . If you have already been asked, you'll find here some suggestions about turning down an invitation without hurting anyone's feelings. If, on the contrary, you are willing to be the life and soul of the party, find some inspiration in the the roaring twenties and Gatsby's great parties.




Monday, 20 June 2011

THANKS!!!!!!!

Thanks everybody for these three years, today was the sort of day when one realizes how good life can be.....
"Forget your troubles, c'mon get happy....."
See you around!


Saturday, 13 November 2010

Describing people: beyond hairstyle and routines



If you grew tired of describing people in your class or in your family, have a look at the usual procedures when reporting someone missing (may it remain as a curiosity, of course) by clicking here. Also, listen and enjoy a fine example of language in use from Hair.
FRANK MILLS
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September twelfth right here
In front of the Waverly
But unfortunately
I lost his address
He was last seen with his friend,
A drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles
But he wears his hair
Tied in a small bow at the back
I love him
but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears this white crash helmet
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
And on the back is written the names
Mary
And Mom
And Hell's Angels
I would gratefully
Appreciate it if you see him tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend
And please
Tell him Angela and I
Don't want the two dollars back
Just him!