Shiny New Nonsensical Stuff

Hello!

If you're reading this, you've probably seen me being silly on Twitter and won't be surprised to learn this is more of the same. If you're one of the very few people I know offline who will be given this URL, you're probably not surprised either, and you should feel privileged. If you've just wandered in by accident and have no idea who I am, here's a quick rundown:

• I go by many names, but my name here shall be Tea Queen.
• I drink more tea in the average day than most people will ingest in a lifetime, and my current beverage of choice is TickTock's Green Redbush with a dash of Waitrose Essentials lemon juice.
• I am more than a little bit geeky, especially about spiders.
• I used to play the violin, but my teacher moved to Leeds without telling me. Bitch.
• I am what is sometimes referred to as a 'metalhead'. This means I like listening to very loud music, arguing with other metalheads about various aspects of the genre, whinging about festival lineups then going to said festivals anyway, and getting weepy over Iron Maiden singalong memories.
• I live for the summer festival season, which involves getting very drunk and sociable in various fields, and not washing for nearly a week at a time.

I also write very silly pomes about people. Generally people I know, but that could change if money and/or decent ale changes hands. For the uninitiated, a pome is a poem that's had the pretentious two-syllable crap beaten out of it, so let's try one for t'new blog shall we?


Blogs are funny squiffy things
They run me round in rings
I said I'd never have my own
But alas! I should've known!

That blogs are sneaky cunning sods
(A bit like Laurie Pink)
On and on my brain she plods
And ne'er did I think

That one day I'd need a nice wee space
To put my silly pomes
Now watch me do my serious face
And ignore the dancing gnomes

For I have a Dalek notebook
And a spiffy pinky pen
So why not take a sneaky look
At a pome or ten?