They were making dodgy noises ALL NIGHT! – 28th October 2000

Saturday 28th We went to the Rotherhithe Youth Hostel first this morning so we didn’t’ have to carry all our bags around with us. While we were there, Cat announced that we were going to the Tate Modern and we would spend at least 3 and a half hours there! Funnily enough, the rest of us weren’t all that keen on the idea!


[Arriving at Rotherhithe Youth Hostel with all my possessions in one plastic bag, it seems. Left to right – Gethin, Floyd, Lizzie, Jake and me.]

If that Millennium Bridge thing hadn’t been shut cos of the wobble then Lizzie, Mike, Jake and I would probably have gone into the Tate Modern so we could cross it. Instead, the 4 of us took a sudden interest in St Paul’s Cathedral until Gethin and Cat were out of site then we pretty much legged it! We did ring just to let them know we’d “lost” them though!

First we went to Hamley’s cos Jake wanted to go in for some reason and then Camden Market. I like it there. If you get bored, you can just do a bit of people-watching! We wandered round for ages and it was chucking it down with rain. We brought some stuff e.g. a lighter saying “tosser” on it for Gethin as an apology for putting him through the Tate Modern experience with Cat!

After getting a bit lost in Camden trying to find the tube station, we headed for Notting Hill just to have a look. We took 2 steps out of the station and went back to Rotherhithe cos the weather was awful and we were soaking.


As soon as the other 2 got back they pissed the rest of us off (especially Cat) cos they’d been looking through our shopping and Gethin told us he’d seen his present when we gave it him. I had a bit of a go at them cos no-one else bothered and Jake told me later that Lizzie said she likes me cos I say what I think. Perhaps that’s not always a good thing though!

We all got a bit drunk later (except Cat who got VERY drunk!) so it was quite funny. Cat phoned up Crown Cars taxi firm in Warrington and asked for a taxi to Clapham Common! The bloke played along with it so it was really good! She also phoned ABBA Cabs and asked for Bjorn but the woman just told her to grow up!


[Lizzie’s lovely legs.]

Rotherhithe has a reputation for being a bit of a dodgy area apparently so when we saw 2 scally lads outside, we weren’t surprised. Lizzie, Cat, Gethin and I went to the window to have a look but when I moved away, they were telling the others to get me back to the window. Jake got all protective even though I stayed away and shoved me further into the room. He sulked for a bit and then apologised, saying he just doesn’t like other lads looking at me like that.

Cat didn’t move out of Floyd’s bed even when the lights went out and they were making dodgy noises ALL NIGHT! It was so annoying (and a bit disgusting)! However, Jake and I wouldn’t have slept much anyway. The usual 3 happened and then 4. It was very good! Afterwards, we were just lying there and he said it was better than he expected. I’m not sure if he was referring to what he’d just done or the trip in general but, whichever, I agree!




Jake had Floyd and I holding his hands – 27th October 2000

Friday 27th Our first day in London!

We stopped over at Cat Elliot’s last night but didn’t get much sleep cos Lizzie Bond talked all night. That’s not good when you have to be up at 4am!

The taxi arrived at Cat’s at 5am and took us to Liverpool Airport. Gethin Turner was his usual hyperactive self even that early but Floyd wasn’t so chirpy. He was totally wetting himself about having to go on a plane! I have to say, I was a bit nervous too so on the flight, Jake had Floyd and I holding his hands.

[Here are some weird doodles that we did on the plane…]


It went really quickly and we got a coach from Luton Airport to Victoria Station from where we used the underground to get to Earl’s Court where the Youth Hostel is.


[Here we are on our journey. Left to right: Lizzie, Floyd, Cat, me and Jake.]

The Youth Hostel wasn’t too bad actually. We were all in one room which was quite good. We dumped our stuff there and then got the tube to Harrods cos Jake and Floyd wanted to go in. It was all Christmassy which was nice. Jake dragged us into the ski bit (which depressed me and Cat cos we really need to ski!) and bought £110’s worth of ski gloves. Rip off!

We then went a bit down market and had a look in Gap. I got some cream flared pants from there. [Ew.]

Next we had a look round Covent Garden. I really like it there but I didn’t buy anything. We decided to go to Bond Street after that to get some shopping done. The lads got bored and we got tired so we decided to head back quite early.


We bought a bottle of Southern Comfort from some shop and drank it with lemonade in bed! I didn’t get pissed though and neither did Jake.

I ended up sleeping in Jake’s bed and it was quite a good night! We got to 3 a few times. Later on, we were just kissing and he stopped and I’m sure he said, “Shall we?” but when I asked, “What?” he changed it and said he thought there was someone outside. I wouldn’t really have wanted to go all the way with the others in the room anyway!


A manky old tent with cranes sticking out of it – 11th July 2000

Tuesday 11th Cat’s alarm woke us up at 6:30 am so we could all have showers so I’ve been knackered all day! We had breakfast and then set off for the Millennium Dome for our concerts.

We went in through some back entrance and then we were allowed to look around before setting up for our first concert. I was with Cat most of the time and we agreed that the whole thing’s just plain weird! It’s just some of the sculptures and stuff that makes it so odd. It was the pointed foot on the body zone that kept us laughing though!

Millennium Dome foot

The first concert went really well. One of the sound guys put a microphone right by my flute which I didn’t like but all together it sounded good and we were being played on speakers all over the dome. Some guy who works there (he looked important) came and told us that they’ve seen a lot of bands play but we really stood out as being good and all the backstage staff had said we were nice to work with! Apparently they want us back! People were dancing to us and everything!

Millennium Dome Swing Band

We all got a free McDonald’s for lunch and then went to watch the show they put on. The story line that they put up on the screen about ‘Skyboy’ and the other characters was a bit strange but the music and the dance etc. was really good. We had our second successful concert after it.


My camera stopped working so I bought this postcard from the shop instead. →


The place actually looks nice on there but in daylight it looks horrible! It looks like a manky old tent with cranes sticking out of it!!

I also bought couple of keyrings so Jake can have the free one cos the woman in the shop undercharged me!

I had a few messages off Jake today. He was saying how when he next sees me, he’s going to hug me so much that nobody’ll be able to separate us! Then he told me that he’s in Florence but the youth hostel they were going to stay in is full so he told me, “WE’VE GOTTA GO TO BOLOGNA! IF THAT’S FULL WE’LL BE SPENDING ANOTHER NIGHT ON THE PLATFORM! FINISHED PLAYING NOW? LOTS OF LOVE!!! xxx J xxx”.


We went straight home from the dome (Ha! That rhymes!!) and it seemed to take ages. I got in at about 11:30 pm and I’m so tired!


An iron mark on the carpet and scally lads outside – 10th July 2000

Monday 10th This morning seemed to last for ages because the coach to take us Swing Band lot to London didn’t come until lunch so we had to do lessons. Hayley was still being a moody cow so I felt a bit sorry for Sarah when I had to leave her!

Keira Osborne, Emma Thornley, Christa East, Cat Elliot and I all claimed the back seat of the coach and had loads of room because we were by the emergency exit. The journey was really boring but I kept getting texts from Jake which helped ease the boredom every so often. Jake told me that he’s going to Florence tomorrow and should be in Prague on Friday. Then I did a quiz in someone’s Cosmopolitan magazine on my perfect holiday destination. Mine came out at Prague! How weird is that?!!

Cat sent Jake a quick message too saying she wished she was travelling around Europe and in his reply he told her that he’d happily swap with her cos he misses me! How sweet! 🙂

I sent him a message myself again later and told him not to chase any foreign girls or anything (I was only kidding) and he said, “HUH CHEEK – YOU KNOW I WOULDN’T EVER THINK ABOUT DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT! : ( I’VE TOLD YOU BEFORE THAT I’M SENTIMENTAL! WE SHOULD BE IN THE SAME HOSTEL WE STAYED IN AT RADSTADT WITH SCHOOL.”

When we reached London, the coach driver took us all through the centre which was absolute torture for me cos there were so many signs with the word ‘Canada’ on them! We then took a wrong turning past Canada Water Station so I was reminded again of the fact Jake’s going off to be a ski instructor for 3 months! Then we went past Starbucks where we both go! 😦



When we arrived at Rotherhithe Youth Hostel we were all given our room keys. I was sharing with the people I’d been sat with on the coach plus Maeve Ackerley. The room was 219 and wasn’t too bad at all. We had an iron mark on the carpet and scally lads outside the window but the beds were cool! There were 2 sets of 3 and they were sort of all piled up. I got the top bunk on mine!

Millennium Dome '00 Tess

The cool beds and our cool Swing Band attire.

We didn’t do much all evening. We were either in our rooms or at the bar. Henry Rockwell fancies Maeve quite a lot so he was in our room most of the time too!

I had some last night messages from Jake on the subject of Canada. He said he’d love me to go and see him while he’s there and I said I wish I could but I can’t really see it happening. Then he said, “I REALLY WANT YOU TO COME BUT IT’S A LONG TIME TIL I GO! IF THERE’S ANY WAY YOU COULD COME IN FEB HALF TERM THEN I’M TAKING YOU! YOU WOULDN’T HAVE TO STAY IN MY ROOM ALL OF THE TIME… JUST SOME OF IT!”

That would be so good cos I can’t possibly last 3 months without him and not go mad or something but it’d be expensive and I’ve got college and stuff. I suppose we’ll have to see.


If it’s good enough for Brandy, it must be good enough for me! – 1st June 1999

Tuesday 1st I’m back from London now. I didn’t take this with me for fear of somebody finding it and reading it, if they haven’t done already! So, I’ll fill you in on the last couple of days.

We only went down on Sunday (not much can have happened on Fri and Sat coz I’ve not written in) but it didn’t take too long to get there. We took Mollie [the dog] for a walk along the canal when we arrived at Auntie G’s in Hanwell and we saw some canal boats in the locks. I’ve never actually seen it done before. Mollie was walking right along the edge of the canal, I think just to scare us!

We went to Covent Garden on Sunday evening for a meal at a place called Belgo which is a weird Belgian restaurant where there are unisex loos and the waiters are dressed like monks. Mum, Dad and Auntie G had a big pot full of mussels which I didn’t want (so I had chicken) but I tried one and it was actually quite nice once I’d blanked the image of it out of my mind!

I didn’t get a lot of sleep on Sunday night coz Dad was snoring really loudly and my eye was throbbing from when a mobile phone dropped on my face from the table above me while I was settling down on a pile of cushions on the floor. I improvised and tied a pillow round my head with a belt from a dressing gown to block out the noise!

Yesterday was the big day for Watford v Bolton. I, of course, was siding with Bolton. Mum and Auntie G dropped me, Dad and Abby near Wembley Stadium and we had to walk there amongst a lot of Watford fans. It was brilliant inside the stadium! I managed to join in with all the songs but I kept quiet and seated when everyone else was singing, “Stand up if you hate Man U!” Bolton chants aren’t half as inventive as Man Utd ones. Songs in the Premiership have verses whereas you’re lucky to get 5 words in any other division. [This is untrue. I was just bitter about the Man U song.]

It was great even if we lost 2-0 and I am a Utd fan but I’ve been wearing my Bolton shirt with pride for the last day or so. I like it. It’s too big and very yellow but I like it!

[HOARDER ALERT: Here is the shirt, still too big and still very yellow.]

We went to Monty’s, an Indian restaurant, last night. It was good but very filling. I had quite a good night’s sleep last night so I’m not too tired today. We travelled back from London this morning, Bolton flags and all with Mollie hanging out of the window down the motorway. Dad said she’s probably pretending that she’s running really fast!!

I found this article in the Express newspaper.


It makes me feel better as though I’m not quite so sad now! With this thing with Adam (although I very much doubt if I’ll ever meet him never mind marry the lad!), I’ve not wanted to tell my mates I met him in the internet but if it’s good enough for Brandy, it must be good enough for me!

We kept seeing signs while we were travelling for Stoke-on-Trent and Alton Towers and I just wanted to turn off and visit Adam but then I remembered he’s visiting his brother in Lancaster.

Well, not much has really happened today. This evening I went on the net to revise and I had a mail from Adam. It was very short and all it really said was, “Where’ve you been?” He sent it on Sunday and he’d answered none of my questions from the mail I’d sent him so he might be at his bro’s although it was his mail address and everything. He should know I was in London coz I told him about 5 times! He wanted me to meet him online last night but I wasn’t here which I did put in the mail I sent him. Never mind!

I was talking to this lad called Paul who’s at Lancaster University (screenname: PLD444) who my sister’s been talking to for a while. She’s not very pleased that I was getting on with him. He’s 19 and he’s coming home tomorrow. I think he lives nearer Warrington but I know he went to our high school and college. He was with Pete Brody’s brother tonight apparently who’s going out with Ceri Brownlee, the sister of Aled. Pete Brody is in his 1st year now at 6th Form College and a lot of my mates think he’s fit. Internet Paul mentioned Aled Brownlee and Pallav C and wanted to know if I know them. I do. He’ll know Aled through his mate and Pallav through Pete B coz Pete B gets to school with Pallav. Understand?!

Anyway, this internet Paul wants to meet me in the next village. I dunno what he looks like or anything so I probably won’t. If he says he’ll be around anyway, I might just go to Hayley’s and have a wander round the village coz she knows what Pete B’s bro looks like and he’ll probably be with him.

I had a wander with Hayley tonight and we went up Welford Road. Chris Lewis and a mate (either Riley Howarth, Keith Cox or Jav R all in my sis’s year) was with him and they were hiding in a bush watching us walk past. We saw Riley in his house (no. 10) after. He’s gorgeous so I hope it was him with Chris!

This is my proof that I went to Wembley:


[I’m not sure why it says Ipswich Town on it. It was definitely Watford.]


Maybe they’ll make her look a bit different – 1st November 1997

Saturday 1st I’m back home now. I think another day of walking round shops could have been even more boring so I’m not too bothered.

We walked round Camden Market all morning and some of the afternoon. It was good coz it was all unusual little crafty stalls and a bit different but after an hour I got fed up and felt sick after the huge chocolate doughnut I’d eaten.

We did buy a few things. Mum got a handmade paper book and a cool mobile with little people on it all made out of banana leaves which the man said came from Tanzania.

November 1997 - Mobile

[We’re a family of hoarders.]

Abby and I both got a necklace done with a pendant containing a grain of rice with our names written on. The woman did it when we were there with a very fine pen and a really steady hand.

October 1997 - Rice

I also go Emma a pair of frog earrings. I hope she likes them. Maybe they’ll make her look a bit different to me considering the clothes she wears are getting a bit too similar to mine for my liking.

We ended up getting an earlier train home and got seats together which was better.

I tried to phone Emma this evening to see if I’d missed anything but I couldn’t coz she’d gone to sleep at Zoe’s or summit.


P.S. Man Utd 6 – Southampton 1   YES!

I had a lasagne. It was nice. – 31st October 1997

Friday 31st

October 1997 - Ticket 2

I can’t believe it. They’ve found Louise Woodward guilty of murdering Matthew Eappen. How? I don’t understand it. The two lie detector tests say she was telling the truth and the doctors say something happened to the baby 2 or 3 weeks before he died. So many people are angry about it, especially her family and people who knew her in Cheshire. It’s unbelievable. I hope they sort it out.

Today was ok. Mum took me and Abby to the shops coz Auntie G had to work. On her birthday too! I got a new watch strap coz Abby broke it last night and we went in Harrods and got a cake. Mum booked the BBC tour and we ate our lunch in some park with the pigeons and squirrels.

October 1997 - London

We wandered about for ages until it was time for our tour. It was so boring. It was more radio than TV and they showed us boring films. It’s crap compared to the Granada one.

October 1997 - BBC tour

We met Auntie G and went for an Italian in Covent Garden. I had a lasagne. It was nice.

I’m knackered now after walking round all day.


P.S. I bought a weird keyring in Monsoon.

October 1997 - Receipt