I Need Your Company (Yo, Hey Check This Out) x

Oh Blogbods...beautiful, marvellous wee darlings of splendiferousness the lot of you. Twice in two days huh?... after a posting drought so bad even the WHO  (Should probably clarify that I'm referring to The World Health Organisation in this instance, and not auld Daltrey et al) were getting fretful!
As per my last post, I have been tied up in knots lately trying to listen out to the individual sounds that together make up the constant noise in my head. Here's where we're at y'all:
(1) The Drugs Don't Work...They Just Make You Worse......Aaah, Shite
 Yep, it's kinda getting to that point, where the Meds of Epic Pretence from Smokescreen City have done all they can for me. My Bolshy Mare is getting to thinking that she's invited to my partaaaay and it would appear that I'm currently employing below par door security who are letting her in. Whatever happened to "Yer name's not down yer not comin' in?" So, time to shake up the bag...get rid of all that's wrong and stomp on in the direction of Good Times (whilst wearing fabulous heels, naturellement) As a result of serious soul searching and the beautiful, wise and amazing people I have in my life offering both a listening ear and total honesty, I've reached the conclusion that me and MedsMan have come to the end of the road. It has been a beautiful relationship...we've laughed, we've frolicked, we've enjoyed so many amazing experiences, we've had that connection that meant we'd even forgotten the bumps in the ride we're on even exist! We've feckin bossed the d floor for real, but now it feels like I'm asking Meds for more than he can give me. It's become that relationship when one party (i.e. me) is investing heaps more time, energy and head space into the partnership than the other one (i.e. MedsMan) who recognises the fork in the road.So, it turns into that age old Fight or Flight scenario.
You should all know me well enough by now to know that I'm a stubborn mare and I will Fight For My Right to Party with all the strength I have, but I am also a realist and know that change can be good so.....it's an email to NeuroBoy and let's see where the ride takes us next. I've marked the township of 'Winning Ways and Unabashed Good Times' down on the map! Onwards!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(2) This Feckin Blog is Proper Doing My Tits In! 
Awww, don't be fretting, it's not you...it's me! I love this blog, with all my heart and I believe in it completely. My problems stem from being a pat on the back kinda chick... I'm much more of a bouncy, eager, in yer face puppy than a cool, distant, aloof cat, assuming that makes any sense. In short.....I know I've got to keep it real and that, ultimately, this is a vehicle for my own ramblings. However, I am, and always will be someone who will try to help, comfort, heal or empower others if ever I can. That's just how I roll.
So, What Becomes of 76 Sparkles? I feel the future is two fold and this is where you Blogbuns come in. I have questions galore...like Who are you? Do you check in regularly? If you do....what the feck motivates you to do so? Is it the PD stuff, or the Twinkly, Sparkly stuff? A writer (should) know their audience, but in the world of Bloggage, I guess it's different huh? I suppose I just want to get to know you better....c'mon over.....let's chat....I'll bring chocolate! Help me make some sense of what this is and where we go from here. The vision is of 76 Sparkles being a Community of Cool, a Mecca of Merriment, an Information Station Across the Nation(s) a Funfest, a Glitterific Gathering of Good Times and Greatness......you feel me?
Yeah...I think we're about ready for the Soundtrack.....First up: a treat of a find....Michael Kiwanuka or The New Otis as I like to call him. He sounds like honey and feels like a comfortable blanket and he makes me smile a wide, wide contented smile. Flip reverse to the Wannabe Scousers (well it looks like they're in shell suits to me!) or the treat that is BVSMP. A retro delight. Either way...Imma need some love y'all....and feedback..........now we out. x

Born of Frustration...Well, That's About Right!!!! x

Howdy Doody y'all. How are youse? I completely hope that you are tippety toppety terrific in every way.
As for moi?.....I am frustrated in major dollops Blogballs.....and the reasons are these:
The makeover of my faborific blog (yep, this one right here) is becoming like a fecking trial or something. You see, what began as a method to empty my head of all that is crazy and bewildering, thus affording peace and quiet for a while, swiftly became something folks actually read and in some instances, even commented on! Wtf?!?....I know, who would've thought huh? Things have seriously changed in Sparkle Land because this 76 Sparkles lark is no longer my personal online diary. I really want it to be useful and serve a purpose outside of my own jibberings and I'm aware that I haven't posted anything new for ages. I'm struggling with content versus aesthetics if the truth be told. 76 is not how I want it to be by any stretch of the imagination, but the image I have in my head is getting ever closer, so keep looking me up.....the train is still comin'.....and the diesel's sho nuff still hummin and well, if nothing else there'll be always be tunes huh?
Short n sweet today chick peas...just like me haha :-)
Soundtrack: James Born of Frustration. Wicked band of my youth, impression tarnished forever by freaky dream about lead singer dossing in a pissy old tenement stairwell in nothing but a pair of red speedos (shudder) Off to seek cognitive therapy ASAP......xxxxxx

People Get Ready.....There's Some Sparkles Comin' x

Blogbods of Absolute Deliciousness! It is I...Leclerc! Just updating your asses (not in the donkey sense, you understand) as to the status of my Beautiful, Bouncing Blog Baby and her cheeky wee revamp. Yeaaahhh Boiiii...it's on. Things are being tweaked and fiddled with and soon, my darling Blogpots.......soon we will be 'Doin' It and Doin' It and Doin' It Well' all over the place, believe!
So, I have had another ramble around the Blogging Mountain and have got another mighty fine thing-a-ling-a-ding-dong for you to read, share and interact with. And it goes a little something like this:

Come Dine (In) With Us.... - Lake Taupo’s shopping, dining & leisure blog: Lake Taupo, New Zealand

www.greatlaketaupo.com

Dunno quite what the old Mountain/Road Biking boxydoodle is all about. I think you funky monkeys all know by now that, well I just wouldn't would I? It is a compelling read, so tuck in y'all.
Soundtrack: Aaah, yes an absolute feckin treat today Peeperoos. The Rev Al Green (beyond fabulous...dodgy hanky though....) Have been waiting a long, long time for this little jewel to appear. So here it is. Get ready people....The Sparkle Train is about to arrive at Platform 76 (see what I did there?) Oh arse...it's Panhandle on the tannoy....... ;-) Now we out....missing you already....... x

A Change is Gonna Come...x

Greetings Blogbuckets! Just a quickie to empty my mind regarding the impending metamorphosis of 76 Sparkles....and blatantly get a track from my beloved Otis in too...........

I am keen to get up and running with this new direction Miss Sparkles (for it is her desire) wishes to take as she ventures out into a brave new world to kick some Blogging arse (in heels and a tiara, naturally)

The vision is thus: 76 Sparkles equates to two very important messages or themes that are crucial in my world. These being (a) a message of absolute positivity, motivation and forward thinking. Dictionary definition: to effervesce, as wine, to be brilliant, lively, or vivacious. We like that don't we? 

Just as importantly though is the message of (b) Sparkles = Sparklies = Parkinson's. Like I've said numerous times to you, this ticket of mine on this headfuck ride is free membership, lifelong entry so I'd best make it work for me somehow and, such is my nature...whilst I'm at it I'd like to make it useful to someone else in the process.

I am a writer, that much I have learned during this process so far. This is how I get my version of Po the Panda's Inner Peace (this and the joy of music and dancing, of course...) so here I am at my Crossroads (Bone Thugs n Harmony....just feck off!!! It's not about you!!!!!) and my vision is looking good. All I need is five more feckin hours in my day to achieve it! Stick with me Blogbunnies....hopefully you'll like the changes...it's been a long time comin....but I know a change is gonna come. Believe.

Soundtrack: Mr Honey Himself......Go on now Otis man, that first note you kill it right there....

Back soon beautiful people...Sparkle Hard. xxxx

Pass the (Amazingly Informative Blog) on the Left-Hand Side....x

Woohoo Blogsters.....Here's my cool as new blog post for the Funkydoodles at Destination Great Lake Taupo: Check it out, love it completely, shamelessly share it, pass it on to everyone you know (and even those you don't) It would be rather nice if you could get old Ellen to notice it....I'd quite like to meet her and be on her show, hahahahaha!
Since we're sharing and caring I thought it only apt for the Soundtrack to be: those fellas from Musical Youth Pass the Dutchie and while yer at it Mary...go on and pass on the blog post as well. xxx

http://www.greatlaketaupo.com/new-zealand/Family_Blog_Detail/index.cfm/2012/01/its-free-its-fun-its-the-great-lake-taupo-playground-challenge/

2012.....Bugger Off You Pesky Mayans With Your Doom and Gloom. We'll Have a Lovely Starry Eyed Surprise Kinda Year Instead Thankyou Ta! xx

Happy New Year Blogheads!!!! Here I am...fashionably late as usual....Wherever you are and whatever you've been doing, I hereby declare that 2012 is going to be A Whopper, A Funfest, A Ring-Ding-Dong.....Ring-A-Ding-Ding-Ding-Dong Feast of Delectation and Unabashed Awesomeness. There, I have put in my request for you guys, so obviously a completely magnificent year will now be yours to savour and enjoy. Yey, that's that done. Phew....
Now for the apology bit.....I am officially, what I like to call 'A Slack Alice.' I have not been hopping on the Blog Train anywhere near as often as I would've liked. Firstly, well there's been the whole "Happy Birthday Jesus" thing going on, and then my quest for Literary stardom has been on my mind. Jaysus, Blogpals....it's been nothing short of all go here at The Towers.
I have to say my Blogtastic Followers of Fabulousness, I am ready to shake the bag up in a major way in so far as 76 Sparkles is concerned and I would be eternally grateful (in a completely loving you for ever and ever and ever Amen sort of fashion) for any input you guys can give me. More of this later.......
Initially, this little Blog Baby of mine was meant to be nothing more than an outlet for the crazy meanderings of my bewildered mind. It soon popped on it's positivity pants and took on the role of being something motivational and uplifting to anyone reading it. Then came the post that dealt with THE OUTING......THE COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET EPISODE. AKA THE ADMISSION OF WIBBLY, STIFFTASTIC NEURODRAMA.
Like I've said before, that post was massive for me, and very powerful because it meant there was no going back...ever. It freaked me out no end for a while but ultimately, I'm so glad I did it. Once that bad boy of an episode was done and dusted, I guess I was at a crossroads of sorts (No..not you this time either Bone, Thugs n Harmony...go on now make a decision already and just feckin choose a direction?!?) trying to figure out what my beloved 76 Sparkles was to be.
It still amazes me that you delicious Blogbuckets check in. Currently, as I write this, my 'Man Who Can' in Statsville says we're on: Drumroll please........2,697 views!!!!! Holy Feck-a-Ding-Dang-Doo that fully rocks and makes me unbelievably happy right up to the tippy top of my head.
So......I might be an intermittent Blogdropper for a bit as I'm looking to overhaul this beautiful, sparkly friend of mine by making her spread her glittery gorgeousness even further, whilst also figuring out where I want to take her next. If I'm going to have this Sparkly ticket on the Bus to Wibblyville (and really, I've pretty much got my head around that fact) then I'm absolutely passionate and adamant that it has got to be here both in my world and that of my Perkylicious Posse of Peculiar and Precious Peeps, for some positive and constructive outcome.
That means that this week, I will be mostly having a big think......dangerous huh? I have a rough idea about what I want 76 Sparkles to look and sound like, what it is exactly that my little darling is going to offer and how it can be a significant influence to any Sparklepop who reads it.
For those of you who have just checked in recently and are new to my crazy bubble, please come and call for me again...I'll be at the usual address and will be all revved up and ready to play. To those cupcakes of utter loveliness, who have been with me from the start......well, it's gonna get bigger, bolder, brighter and better and will burst out at you like a firework on speed mother funksters. Thanks for sharing the ride so far, but we ain't done yet!!!...believe!
To everyone, I give you......The Soundtrack. An absolutely feckin banging tune by Paul Oakenfold. Have chosen one with the lyrics because they resonate fully with where my head's at. C'mon....let's dance all night to this DJ y'all! xx

Welcome Home......Life Is Sweet As Baby! x

Kia Ora to you Blogville Massive! Guess what?!? Fab tidings y'all for I (and the rest of my funky fly A Team) are officially members of the Mighty GodZone club! I am writing this with big, fat, soppy arse tears running down my face having just played the Dave Dobbyn track! This song represents exactly and succinctly much of what I adore about this fabulous country....sniff.....snuffle.....
I am proud to be British, don't get me wrong. Brits are ace. We are quirky, eccentric, comedy fodder. We are passionate (about football, beer and telly...probably in that order) It is difficult for others to make us a quality cup of tea. We like to queue and we dunk our biscuits without a care in the world. We are the world's worst nation for sunburn avoidance and we have chips with everything! I'm even more proud of my roots....Northern Soul is what I am (not in the musical sense) but when you're a heady mix of Scouse Northern Irish and Cumbrian, well it's pretty much a given that you'll have summat to spout about! Debatable whether or not anyone will listen, but you spout on anyway.....Where I come from, people speak their mind and are generally loyal and friendly. They do right by those who do right by them. I look at where I came from (geographically) with fondness, but as my old mucker Rakim says: "It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at."
Britain, for me is tired and old. A bit bewildered and it's had enough. It's got no new ideas and is apathetic...it can't really be bovvered. NZ, however is vibrant, exciting.....like an eager new puppy, it wants to please. It shows off what it's got because it's (so) fresh and (so) clean and energised. There's pride and passion and a work ethic here and people still tend to give a shit. These are all qualities I admire because that's how it ought to be and I have found a place along with my beautiful family, where I can put down strong and sturdy roots.
We took a risk, The Chief and I. We came out here with fire in our bellies and hope in our hearts that this was the right thing to do. We have never looked back and the gamble paid off. I still miss my family and friends back in Britain, but the world is much smaller now in communication terms. I also miss chips wi' vinegar, cold Christmases (hot ones are fab, but will always be a teeny bit wrong) Fanzone on Sky, big supermarkets. I miss the comedy, but there's also something kind of nice about hearing all the madass, crazy stuff that goes on around my family through letters, phonecalls and e-mails. (They should all be writers I reckon) We'd love, love, love to take our Bodlets to Anfield, but one day they might take themselves.
If you're thinking it Blogsters....do it! If you want it...go the fuck on and get it! Opportunities always come knocking (if you're receptive to them) Just now, I'm big time excited about a couple of things that have cropped up for me to try out for in my quest for a sparkly new work-related adventure.
Oooohh, the bag is shaking.....believe......a change is gonna come (Aaaah, beautiful, velvety, fabulous Otis. Top song, but it's not on the Soundtrack)
The Soundtrack comprises of The Don Dobbin...sniff...sob...oh no! Here we go again, lol. To finish, another joint from my fave NZ band Katchafire, which again sums up how I feel about this place.
Go on now Blogdedoodles.....do something fabulous, something shiny and new, challenge yourself or go harder to make what you already do more effective. Reach out to people.....make connections and network......it's not what you know, it's who you know. That's it Funksters...the biggest Bodlet is breathing down my neck because I'm needed for some Cartwheel Observation.......Mwahzicles....
PS: Yes I know I've completely missed Christmas....will correct that oversight tonight. Jingle on until then. xxxxxx