Cricket World Cup Dry Run and Training Sessions.

Having been selected as a volunteer for the CWC 2007 World Cup, I was asked to be involved in a 'dry run' during the Trinidad vs Guyana match held last Wednesday. (we won btw).

We had to report to the Queen's Park Oval on Tuesday evening for a briefing. While waiting to be briefed, I decided to take some pics with my camera phone. (Hence the low resoution of the pics).

So these are the pics from Tuesday evening.

View of the field from the CARIB Stand (to be called the ELizabeth St. Stand)

View of the QPCC Members Pavillion from the CARIB Stand (The pavillion will host the VIP's)

(From the right) Trini Possee under construction, RBL/CLICO Stand (name to be changed as well) and Gerry Gomez Media Centre

BG/Scotiabank Stand (will be called the Lindsay Grant stand during the World Cup)

One the Wednesday of the game (WAIT! Did I mention that we had to get to the Oval for 6:00? Yes. 6 in the MORNING!! Anyhoo...I digress) I was assigned to VIP/Protocol area (the area I'm hoping to stay in for the CWC, either that or Admin.)

Now doh study how VIP/Protocol sounds all nice and important and rubbing shoulders with the "who's who" in society. (I assume this is the reason why nearly every Tom, Dick and Chin Lee put dey name down for this area.)

It wasn't.

I had umbrella duty. And it isn't as bad as it sounds, we simply had to escort those people who arrived on the buses in case it was raining at the time (and it wasn't, so piece of cake). Thing is though, when people heard umbreall duty nobody volunteered except moi. It ended up being me and a next guy.

One that day in particular, we were dealing with the people who the ICC invited and it was more in the capacity of Hopitality rather than VIP. For the CWC however, it'll be Head's of state, ICC people, the whole nine yards.

Pictures taken during the match on Wednesday (same camera phone)

Crowd in the CARIB Stand (2nd level)

Crowd in the CARIB Stand (1st level)

View of our boys fielding from one of the corporate boxes.

Same place, next shot

The view from the corporate box was SWEET !!

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Saturday 20th January 2007 & Sunday 21st January 2007: Training Days

9:00 am to 4:00pm

Saturday's training didn't start off too well.

We were supposed to report to the Elizabeth St. entrance and when we got there were told it wasn't there and we had to walk the length of the Oval and around the corner. Got there, checked to see if your name was on the list and signed in.

Went to the CLICO box to get an overview of what the training would entail. We were then split into groups and sent to trek to another part of the Oval, to one of the boxes for training. (My group had to go back to the main area because the rooms weren't ready/ac wasn't working/too small)

Point to note (and I told them this) no housekeeping was done. i.e no one told us where the exits were in case of an emergency, the restroom locations, what time lunch and breaks would be etc.

We finally settled in. (still no talk of breakfast or when lunch is eh, thank God ah had meh fruit to chomp on)

Things did start to improve though as we got some very nice binders with our training info.

The training covered everything from who is the ICC, WICB, the event sponsors (MOST important), mascot, format of the games and so on.

It also included information on Working as a Team, Risk and Safety, Service Excellence and basics on cricket.

They covered EVERYTHING.

And if you weren't excited before aobut being a volunteer I think it gave you that excitement.

And without revealing too much of what is planned, I can guaranteee that anyone attending the ICC Cricket World Cup 2007 will have a SPECTACULAR, SPECTATOR EXPERIENCE!

Licensing Fete: The Aftermath

Who: Licensing fete
What: Buy yuh eats and drinks when yuh reach inside
Where: Licensing Compound Wrightson Road
When: Saturday 20th January 2007
How much: $100 General Admission $250 VIP
Last year’s price: $80 General $200 VIP

So after an entire day of training for ICC Cricket world Cup 2007 (for which I am a volunteer) I got home intending to take a rest, wake up and head out to Licensing fete.

I woke up the following morning, just in time to get ready to go to more CWC training.
I hear de fete was RAM.
This would have been my 5th year going to Licensing fete.

Thus ends my review. LOL.
Sorry folks.



Newsday had this to say:

FOR anyone in doubt, the economic prosperity associated with TT’s oil boom
was apparent everywhere at the Licensing Fete, held at the Wrightson Road
compound parking lot Saturday night. The all inclusives had nothing on this
one.

For one thing, the TT$120 ticket price was not a deterrent. But the real
proof of prosperity was the fact there is, without a doubt, no shortage of snake
oil or gold north of the Caroni River. Some of the big names on the night were
Bunji Garlin, Crazy, Denise Belfon, Shurwayne Winchester, Machel Montano HD, KMC and Iwer George.

Parking was tricky and police were advising patrons not to park on the streets adjoining Wrightson Road, as “the wrecker was coming.” So, as
usual, patrons at a large public fete would be under pressure from both police
and thief.

Passing right outside the Licensing compound via the media entrance
must have been tempting for anyone in need of a Certified Copy, and
unwilling/unable to pay a bribe.

Once inside, the place seemed rather empty at about 10 pm, considering the event’s reputation, but it was still early. As the DJ music blared a large contingent of police stood in a defensive, intimidating circle ready for action in the middle of the growing number of winers and jammers.

If Job seemed a little patient, then they seemed a little tense. The fact that patrons entering through General Admissions were forced to remove their shoes for inspection would have been of little consolation to the circle of cops. When asked, an officer at the entrance confirmed the procedure had been put in place to “make sure yuh don’t get chook.”

The Shoe Exam, in addition to the number of people trying to get in, may have contributed somewhat to the gathering by the various posses outside the fete, many of whom were content to chip and prance around the area before entering. It created a festive atmosphere on Wrightson Road, accompanied, of course, by long lines of traffic.

The cops did their best to keep things moving. Not long after 10 pm, Bunji Garlin kicked things off with an energetic performance, during which he discussed his recent nuptials in song. In the middle of the performance, he was forced to stop and
exclaim, “Jesus Christ, look at crowd!” By this time, he was not exaggerating. In a brief interview with Newsday following his performance, Bunji said he was heading down the highway to South Trinidad for a gig at Sting club in La Romaine.

The lovable lunatic, aka Crazy, was next on stage, briefly, and he churned up the crowd with his “One Foot Cock,” and “Cold Sweat.”

Denise “Saucy Wow” Belfon soon followed, and she reminded the crowd with a demonstration that riding a bicycle is something one never forgets. She even gave tricycle lessons.

The crowd was well pumped up by the time Shurwayne Winchester “Opened the
Gates,” and he was ably assisted by Peter C Lewis on guitar. The crowd appeared
unperturbed by recent reports that Winchester was under pressure following some
internal wrangling at Traffik, and Winchester’s top class performance drew a
fanatical crowd response.

QRC: The Aftermath

DETAILS

Who: QRC
What: All-Inclusive
Where: QRC, St. Clair, Port–of-Spain
When: Saturday 13th January 2007
How much: $400
Last year’s price: $400

I decided to include two elements to my review.
The price of the fete the year before for comparison purposes.
The other element is Security.

So this was my first time going to QRC’s fete, largely motivated by the fact that Machel Montano HD was one of the performers billed.

NEAL & MASSY TRINIDAD ALL STARS
Talk about sweet.
They played all their hits, mixed in with this year’s soca and they ended with Woman on de Bass.
What more yuh want?
Well in my case I would not have minded if they played Curry Tabanca. LOL.
But all in all they were great.
4.5 out of 5

MACHEL MONTANO HD feat. Patrice and Zan and Machel’s new members.
For those who may not be aware, Machel recently lost a few members of his band (from what I understand it wasn’t nice). Dean, as I mentioned before is now with Atlantik. $hel$hok I hear is with Bunji. (that last one is unconfirmed).
So I was eager not only to see them perform, but to hear them perform as well.

Machel did not disappoint.

Starting with Higher than High and ending with Light it Up with Patrice, he gave his usual high energy performance.

BUT. Yes yes there is a but. You could see that he was frustrated by the quality of the sound coming from his band. And when Machel vex…yuh does know it. I think he gave up after a while and just gave QRC all he had. Which was an hour and a half!
4 out of 5

EXODUS
Exodus was okay. Synergy soca Star Fireball performed with them and it was cool. They didn’t impress me like All Stars did though.
I heard they didn't have neough time to do a sound check so maybe that's why.
3 out of 5


TRAFFIK feat. Sherwayne Winchester, Candy Hoyte and Sean Caruth
Traffik’s performance was good.
Ii was nice to Sean back with the band (esp after they dropped him last year).
It was too bad he did not get a chance to sing his song for this year which I really like.
Candy looking like she put on a little weight man. Fix dat Candy.
Sherwayne was Sherwayne. Sang only his songs or songs where he was featured like Peter Ram’s Woman by my Side.
From Look de Band Coming to Open de Gate straight to his abrupt end with Alequa.
Yes. Traffik ended their set very abruptly in the middle of them performing Alequa.
(Inside sources say the star of the band was upset because of Machel’s 1 ½ hour long performance and they, Traffik, only got to perform for ½ hour…doh say I say…)
3.5out of 5.


FOOD
One word for the food…LINES.
Line lines and more lines.
Which I understand is the norm.
But the problem is I doh like tuh line up…fuh nuttin.
The food that I did taste though was GREAT! Especially the fish broth. Talk about nice!
In addition to the main meals: Creole, Curry, Chinese (I only tasted the Chinese) there were cutters in the form of bake and shark, corn soup, geera pork, barbeque pigtail, pholourie and so much more.
More than enough room to sit and eat your food as well.
4 out of 5.


BAR
There were two bars.
A north bar run by Servis (Angostura) and another bar run by CARIB.
Service at the CARIB bar was slow. There were not enough people manning that bar.
Service at the Servis bar was tops. No waiting to be served, no waiting for your drink. Service down the line.
And straws and napkins too.
Even after the CARIB bar ran out of straws early in the fete I still got straws and napkins at the Servis bar.
For those of you who wondering what the big deal is about straws…I have one word for you: Lipstick. I eh want tuh have to be re-applying meh lipstick more than necessary.
CARIB bar: 3 out of 5
Servis bar: 5 out of 5


BATHROOMS
The main bathroom that was being used was kept nice and clean, despite the mud being traipsed in and out. Liquid soap, cream for your hands, the usual stuff. There were two mirrors for ladies: one normal mirror and one full length.
4 out of 5


EYE FOOD
Eye Food for the ladies: not so much to be honest. I wasn’t overly impressed with the gape. No real setta head turning.
Eye food for the men: Bess. That’s the only word to describe it. LOL.
4 out of 5 for the men
3 out of 5 for the ladies.


SECURITY
I did not notice any security for the many cars on the road. I thought this was important as people were parked all over, from Maraval Road to around the Savannah and all the other side streets.
Also, while there was quite a lot of lighting outside the fete, some parts of the fete were a little too dark for my liking. Not that I expect bright lights, but still.
Security could be improved upon.
3 out of 5



Next up: Licensing fete Saturday 20th January and ONE fete on Sunday 21st January.

Yuh know is Carnival when...

Dey start tuh put up de lil dollhouses around the Savannah.

Stores have dey display windows color co-ordinated depending on what the fete for the weekend is (GLOW, Fire etc.)

Women in Micles looking for stockings.

Women in Wonderful World looking for ting fuh dey bellybutton, around dey eye and jewelry tuh match dey costume.

Samaroo's inna mess with people buying extra beads, fabric, glitter and sundries fuh dey costume.

Around de Savannah inna mess wid woman of all shapes and sizes and every creed and race trying to lose some weight before Carnival Monday and Tuesday.

I see meh padnah E*** who I only see around Carnival time even doh she working across de road from me. LOL.

And back in de good ole days..yuh know it was Canrival when yuh see de familiar orange beams of de North Stand going up.

Soca in Moka 2007: The Aftermath

DETAILS
Who: Soka in Moka
What: All-Inclusive
Where: Trinity College Grounds, Moka, Maraval
When:Sunday 7th January 2007
How much: $375

I have no idea why this year, Moka decided to do replace the 'c' in Moka with a 'k' but anyoo...

This is my review. (hey that rhymes).

So this was my...*thinking* 7th Soca in Moka fete...I missed the first one..and haven't missed any since then.

KES THE BAND
I got there just before 7 o'clock and caught the last 15 minutes or so of Kes the Band.
Now while Kees himself is not one of my favorite people (we won't get into why in this post) the band's performance, the little I heard, was good.
Actually compared to the other bands that night...it was downright GREAT!
And when I saw Kees in the crowd afterward I told him as much. (yes imagine, I spoke to Kees, wonders will never cease. LOL).
I love Nadia's voice...and meh girl looking REAL good too!
4 out of 5

But ah getting a little ahead of myself.

TRAFFIK feat. Shurwayne Winchester, Candy Hoyte and Olatunji (not sure of the spelling)
This was Traffik's 2nd or 3rd year performing at Moka. They replaced Roy Cape who used to be the staple band.

Talk about boring.
I mean...total snooze fest.
Is anyone else tired of Sherwayne or is it just me? Sherwayne...you are getting stale. Like day old hops bread.
Your band sounds tired. Like dey need some Viagra or something.
I know you just lost your manager (as you reminded us) but if yuh in mourning, stay home nah cause yuh band was sounding dead. Poor Ellis must be was rolling in he grave.
2.5 out of 5

ATLANTIK feat. Destra and her ego.
What to say about Atlantik boy?
I see Dean (formerly of Xtatik) is now with them and he cut off de dreds. Still looking sexy as hell though.
I expected Atlantik to come and put Traffik to shame.
Instead I think Destra put herself to shame.
Their set was disjointed and disorganised.
Like they only started practicing for Carnival the night before.
Destra De Star missed a couple of her cues and her voice sounding hoarse already. Ah mean we still have so many fetes to go.

There was an incident on stage during her performance of "I Dare You" where she dared her bass guitarist to wine on her.
The young man took her up on her dare and she apparently wasn't too pleased and she went on and on about how he could lift her up, and being the only female in a band is so hard. She even bawl rape on the stage.

If yuh was so vex I think it would have been better if that had been handled off stage.

Things continued to go downhill form there and a lot of people left during their performance. Ah mean the front of the stage was empty.

Even though I can, I won't go on about Destra, cause somebody go call meh ah hater. (Not that ah mind, I just eh have the time nor the inclination to answer all de hate email.)
2 out of 5

FOOD
The food was tops as usual. They had yuh chip chip cocktails, corn soup, bake and shark, main meal, Haagen Daz, microwave popcorn, wantons...Moka had it all. More on the eye food in a bit. LOL.
4 out of 5

BAR
From the regular bar, to the cocktail bar to the Chivas bar. Service was a tad bit slow...just a tad. The only thing I heard they ran out of was 1919, but coconut water was running whole night. (I does mainly drink chaser).
4 out 0f 5

BATHROOMS
The bathrooms (yes, the bathrooms) had everything a woman could need.
EXCEPT FOR...more mirrors. This one mirror thing eh cutting it.
Yuh know we women does hadda go to the bathroom 2-3 times ah night and check we face each time. LOL.
4 out of 5

EYE FOOD

Nuff eye food for the ladies and it was sectioned off too...de posers was actually on one side of the fete and the people who come to party on the next side.

Ah mean it wasn't deliberate but it was quite evident. LOL.

No setta pretty-gay-masquerading-as-metro-men either. Well dressed. Nice looking men.

The eye food gets a 5 out of 5 yes.

That was the highlight of the party for me. LOL.

My next fete: QRC on Saturday 13th January 2007. Still eh have nuttin tuh wear yet.

Seasonings!

I'm late but technically it's still Christmas...despite all the soca switching and so on.

So Merry christams to all my readers (I think it's 8 of you now...LOL) and take a Happy New Year one time...cause I doubt I'll be around before then!

Take care and be safe on the roads.

Afro Chic.

MUDTEES

Even though I don't post about family here, I had to dedicate a blog post to my adopted little bro who is officially launching his (well him and two others) T shirt line.

He's real hype about it and I'm kinda proud of him (don't tell him that though cause word on the street is that I don't. LOL.) cause he's doing what he enjoys and that's being creative.

So check it out...I'll be coasting some his tees all over. (I'm actually the 'model'...for want of a better word...on his myspace page right now.)

http://myspace.com/mudtees

P.S. He's not my adopted brother...we just tell him that.

We actually found him on the Beetham and he was cute then so we kept him. LOL.

Yuh know is Christmas when...

Yuh see sorrel selling on the highway...

Dey light up de Promenade...

It have people in tong like rain...

Dey block off Charlotte Street so yuh could shop...

Jimmy Aboud pack wid people buying up curtain...

Orchard Sorrel hit de shelves in de grocery...

De malls open on a Sunday...

I was in my first accident yesterday.

Three months and five days after I became a driver.

So yesterday (my last day of vacay) I'm at home minding my own business scratching my ass when I get a call from the Mother.She has to go meet the Father at work for them to go up to the airport to pick up her brother (the Uncle), but she took two tablets and was feeling drowsy and my Brother couldn't drop her, so could I please come and drop her to meet the Father.

Me: Sure. No scene.

*scrambles to put on clothes, jumps in a taxi to go down the hill, jumps in a taxi on the main road to go into town, reach in town, jumps in a taxi to reach by the Mother*

So driving around the Savannah around 3:00pm to go over the Lady Young, when I reach by the St. Ann's Roundabout.

*dramatic music*

I'm on the right side of the road and a white pick up truck on my left.

It have room for both of us to pass to go along the roundabout, but I still letting him go cause he was moving like he in a hurry.

Mummy: Watch this man here.

Me: *slows car to a crawl*

Mummy again: Watch this man here.

Me: *car almost at a stop*

Same time padnah eh slow he roll yet, I mash a brakes, and in slow motion (things like this always happend to me in slow motion...it was the same with Machel concert when the platform collapse)...in slow motion I see the man grind up on my left fender like he tiefing a wine and pull away the left side of my bumper.

And he eh stop.

At least not at first.

I blew the horn then and his vehicle came to a stop just before the Hilton walkway thereabouts.

At this point, the Mother vex cause de man eh stop...

We come out of the vehicle, survey the damage. The light was unbroken but the bumper was falling off.

Den Mother get vex cause de man smelling high of alco. I had tuh tell her tuh calm down cause she wasn't feeling well.

Long story short:

We get the man info: name, contact info, insurance company, policy number, DP number. And gave him ours in return.

During all of this while I taking the info, Mother and the other four or five fellas who was in the truck (it was a WASA truck) help us to remove the bumper cause it wasn't coming off fuh nuttin.

De bumper couldn't fit into the car, so de WASA fellas (who was REAL helpful) end up putting de bumper in the back of their truck and following us up to my home tuh drop it off.

Went up in the airport, pick up the Uncle (spent 1/2 hour, yes 1/2 hour! in the airport carpark waiting to leave!), went to the St. Clair police station who then directed us to the Belmont Station (after the Botanical Gardens yuh make yuh report in Belmont), gave a report.

The Officer who took my report was really nice (cute too). Office Seemungal.

Went home tired no ass.

And that's my story.

Did I mention I was driving the Father's car?He went to the Insurace Company this morning and everything was cool. Just that he might have to wait for the other party's insurance company to fix the car instead of his.

I'm safe and sound...and yes I drove after the accident, plus I drove again today.

Yuh know what they say about falling off yuh bicycle...

Has it really been that long...

Since last I blogged? Waayyysss...

Like I said before though.

I was busy...

I have writer's block...

I'm making beads!

I'm on vacation!

I went to Tobago!

So let's start with the first excuse: I was busy.

Well I was and I wasn't.

I do most of my blogging at the office (free DSL nah), and since I was preparing to go on vacay, I really didn't have the time between handing over and all that jazz.

Excuse #2: I have Writer's Block.

And it makes me itch. LOL.

I didn't have anything (not even random) to post.

I find it better to write/post (as I'm doing now) just randomly off the top of my head and see where it takes me.

Writing down topics to post on does not help.

I've been stuck for weeks now on a topic titled "That's So Gheddo"...but it's just NOT happening when I get to the pc.

One of these days though.

Excuse #3: I'm Making Beads!

Well not making beads, but making jewelry/jewellery (however yuh want tuh spell it).

And not even that busy making jewelry because we only got some of our stuff last week I think it was.

I did one of our new designs/products on Tuesday and it looks great! (of course it does, is me...LOL). I may post a sneak peek.

MAY...doh hold yuh breath.

Excuse #4 and #5: I'm on vacation! I went to Tobago!

Well I am. And I did.

I'm now on my 5th day, *YAYYY* with two more (working days) to go. *cry*

A short one, but very much welcomed with all that's going on at the office these days.

My plans to do Christmas cleaning have developed into nothing.

I have no idea what I'm waiting on, cause I hate last minute ting.

So what's next? What's up? What's happening?

I'll save that for a next post. LOL.

7 days since last I blogged...

Let's see...not much going on right now...but plenty going on too.

In 9 days I'm going on vacay (yes again, doh hate!) :D

Also, in 9 days I'll be heading to Tobago to celebrate my 8th year of marriage. *wine*

On the bead front, things not going too smoothly.

We not making any mid-November deadline for launch. So we now looking at a Carnival (I eh know how ah doing dat in between my partying but we'll see) and uniform launch (we getting new uniforms in April 2007).

Have to start some work on a project for Dre. Ah sticking bad.

In other news...I hate my hair colour. I think I'm going back to my red-sugary roots.

That's about it yes.

My creative juices just dried up right now...and this is not a good time fuh that seeing as it's Christmas and all and I have decorating to do and all that. *sigh*

Ah well Christmas around the corner, Carnival right after and then my birthday!

Bishop's Girls Don't Cry

Thanks to MT (a fellow Hilarian) for sending me this article!

BISHOP’S GIRLS DON’T CRY by Attillah Springer
At the end of a love affair, Attillah Springer wonders whether Bishop’s girls can really have tabanca. Blame it on her alma mater .

At the end of the love affair, I did what was expected of me. I made a misery playlist for my iPod, and ate appropriately obscene amounts of dark chocolate. I was, for about a day, having what seemed to me to be a tabanca.

Tabanca: that well known Trinbagonian lost-love syndrome that so often takes a fatal turn. The sickness has identifiable stages. Tabanca: the fresh hurt of lost love.

Tabanctruck: begging for a second chance and possible stalking.

Froufoulou: weight loss or gain, depending on your penchant for George X doubles. And then the final stage: counting lampposts, which speaks for itself, sadly.

But I realised one day, soon after I’d eaten the last of the chocolate, that I didn’t really have the heart to run the whole course of the illness. So I did what no other right-thinking woman should do: I blamed it on my alma mater.

I went to a high school in the middle of Port of Spain, hidden behind a moderately high grey wall similarly severe to the one that surrounds the Royal Gaol on Frederick Street nearby. Behind these walls there is some sort of education going on that surpasses the typical high school subjects. This education creates a peculiar and highly complex organism called the Bishop’s Girl.

Within the hierarchy of Trinidad’s church-run “prestige” schools, competition is a fierce and not-so-pleasant leave-over from colonial days. But this school, from its founding by an Anglican Bishop called Anstey, was really for the growing number of black middle-class Protestant girls who did not necessarily find a best-fit in the nun-run convent schools.

By the time I entered those hallowed halls, I wanted to follow the trail blazed by those outsiders who had gone on to own the world. In the chapel there was a dashiki-wearing mosaic Jesus with an afro, and a priest with a funky beard who gave the kinds of sermons that even the anti-church feminist girls wanted to hear.

But no Bishop’s Girl can tell the moment or the class or the day on which she first learned the lesson that Bishop’s Girls were really put on earth to rule the world. Upon release, the Bishop’s Girl mutates into several other species, including but not limited to: the Bishop’s mafia; the CEO; and the angry black woman who is not just satisfied with complaining loudly. She is also prone to decisive action.

No Bishop’s Girl can really recall the moment when she realised he really was better than everyone else.

But in the pursuit of this sisterhood of success, nobody warned us that men and other less enlightened women might have a problem with that.

“You think you own yourselves,” says my classic Caribbean man friend, giving his analysis of The Problem With Bishop’s Girls. A heated argument ensues, and I am inclined to agree with him that we think we own ourselves, which to us is not a problem. But given the fragile nature of sexual politics in the Caribbean, it’s the kind of situation a lot of men find rather disconcerting.

Of course, it’s not just Caribbean men who don’t quite get it. I find myself wondering if perhaps I should have explained to the mild-mannered European ex-BF who had no clue about the Bishop’s Girl phenomenon that it really wasn’t my fault I was haughty, dismissive, and wholly unmanageable. Which is not to say that I didn’t love him, in a Bishop’s Girl kind of way; that is, on my terms, which I have a right to change as it suits me.

And if the Bishop’s Girl in me dictated how I am in a relationship, it certainly has an influence on how I deal with its demise. Do we get sad or do we get even? Do we use that biting wit to make big men who might have been convinced by the Convent girls that they’re the cat’s pyjamas understand that, really, they’re not.

I mean, is it appropriate behaviour for me to be trying to figure out what I did wrong when clearly the man is the one with the flaws?

But another Bishop’s Girl explained that, in truth, Bishop’s Girls do get tabancas, because we have to settle for, as described by a past principal, two-by-four men. And it is because we know they are unworthy of us that we are prone to hurt.

So until such time as the advent of a Bishop’s Boy who understands high standards and the inherent need to be haughty, Bishop’s Girls are doomed to lives of settling for less-than-perfect men, and the disappointments that come with knowing that no one is really worthy.

Maybe I should just buy myself a lifetime supply of dark chocolate.

http://www.meppublishers.com/online/caribbean-beat/current_issue/index.php?id=cb82-2-96

Volunteer

For those of you who’ve been living under a rock and or couldn’t be bothered, the Cricket World Cup 2007 is being hosted in the Caribbean.YES! Right here!!

I won’t get into the whole-package-bidding-sunset-application and the related drama though. Suffice to say dat nuttin cyar happen here without a lil bachannal.

But on with the story…

So one day in a taxi on meh way to St. James, ah hear Paul Keens Douglas on de radio talking bout volunteering duh de Cricket World Cup. Ah say eh heh?
Next day (or it may have actually been a few weeks later) yuh girl log on to http://www.cricketworldcup.com/ and enter up she info and ting, hit submit and get back her confirmation email. Niceness.

Couple days after dat (might have been a week), I got a call that I had an interview on Saturday 28th October at 2:15pm, WICB box. Niceness self!

So...on Saturday evening ah reach down (or rather up) in de people dem place, filled out a form (yuh name, yuh address. areas yuh interested in, uniform size,e which games yuh want tuh work etc.) and sat down to wait for my interview.

Met with Ms. Sybil Jack-Valentine (nice lady) and got the usual tell me about yourself (I does never know how tuh answer dat question), ask me what I knew about cricket, if I understood you wouldn’t get paid (apparently some people had asked how much you would be paid as a volunteer) blah blah, that kinda thing.

I left the interview feeling pretty okay. They’re supposed to contact the successful applicants during the next two weeks.

So I’m keeping my fingers crossed...wish me luck! *crosses fingers*

Before and After...

Yes I erased my face.

Yuh know how I feel about this whole internet thing. LOL.

Even though I guess anyone who knows me would recognise me. *sigh*

It's a no win situation.

The real big floppy afro hair pics still waiting to be uploaded though.