#Blackburn Royal Infirmary on Derelict Places

This evening I was going through my bookmarks, and I happened upon a link to a forum I found years ago, where some people had managed to get into Blackburn Royal Infirmary and taken a load of photographs of the place. I don't go to Blackburn very often, but the last time a few weeks ago I was gutted to see a Pizza Hut and a Morrison's built where the pedestrian entrance once was, encased in a cheaply made (and designed) retail unit. Behind there was a few new builds, and behind those loomed the old infirmary building. Beautiful once, but now dilapidated and vandalised, and presumably tied up in metaphorical red tape which neither allows it's demolition or potential re-purposing.

Have you ever typed your named into #UrbanDictionary?

Eve on Urban Dictionary
I did today. It made me beam!

Utherverse - or how I weirded myself out more than ever before

Last night I fell into a wormhole that weirded me out like no other. As always with wormholes, I start off looking for one thing in particular and before I know it, four hours has passed and I'm gazing at something which has absolutely nothing to do with my original purpose.

Last night was no different. 

I was online (as per usual), looking for a job like a good little job seeker. After going through the usual job sites, I ended up on Gumtree (or as Peta rather aptly calls it, Scumtree) and it was somewhere there I was perusing the jobs in the 'Miscellaneous/Other' category.

Oh how the world of blogging is changing!

Today I've been ill, so most of my day has been spent sat in bed feeling sorry for myself. Standard fare when you live with cats and they couldn't give a monkeys whether you're dead or alive- as long as you can spoon meaty chunks from a tin, they're good.

Anyways, I was bobbing about online, submitting my blog to a number of blog sites. It's something I do every year or so, partly to up my traffic, and partly because I like to see what other people are writing about and now, more than ever, I feel like a weirdo blogger out on her own.

Apparently I'm on Bloglovin now......

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Fact of the Day: The Death Whistle

Contrary to popular belief, it's not the high pitched noise Mariah Carey emits during 'Dream Lover' - instead it's an instrument used by the Aztecs which was only discovered by archaeologists twenty odd years ago.

Scared of flying? Prolly best not read this then, eh?

Plane Crash Info

On another one of my late night internet travels, I happened upon Plane Crash Info- a website dedicated to cataloguing all aspects of those rare occasions when planes just drop out of the sky. Personally, I don't fear plane crashes and never have. I went on my first flight in 2004 from Manchester to London, and my second from London to Bangkok on the same day. My dad, who was with me, was more nervous than I was (although he was trying to hide it), but I remained unfazed, mainly because I knew statistically the chances of a plane crash were incredibly slim.

Ten ways that you may have pissed me off on Facebook

This week, I spent the evening sorting out my Facebook friends into lists to prevent the annoying issues from..well, annoying me. If you haven't done this already, and you and me get annoyed by the same kinda stuff, I suggest you spend an hour or two doing this as well. Since I've made my friends lists, my news feed is no longer clogged with the annoying, and I can use Facebook without getting the urge to punch myself in the face through sheer frustration.*