Finished 'Rabbit Redux' last night. Rabbit realigned himself with Janice and sets the stage perfectly for 'Rabbit is Rich'. So do I know re-read 'Rabbit is Rich'? OR move to 'Rabbit at Rest' OR read something else in the intermediate stage?
'Angry White Pyjamas' by Robert Twigger is currently being mooted. Vaughany recommended it years ago and maybe some Kung Fu militia fiction will do me good. (It's not about Kung Fu in that sense - more about a westerners quest to succeed at Japanese martial arts and complete the Tokyo Riot Police on their year long budo training... ) Tough as nails. Not quite Rabbit country.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
The Apprentice
returns! And leaders, managers and project management techniques are all thrown into the spot light. The underlying truth, as with most things, its really all about how well people can interact and deal with other people...
Speaking of which should McClaren Go? or Stay?
Personally I think the England team are just not good enough and no matter who manages them they are all focussed on their own aims and sponsorship deals... I urge you to consider if you will the Premiership and its constituents...the world cup farce. The quality of home grown. The concept of determination. I urge you to reassess your assumptions. Then again what do I know - I am but a mere spec in a mass of footballing fluff.
Speaking of which should McClaren Go? or Stay?
Personally I think the England team are just not good enough and no matter who manages them they are all focussed on their own aims and sponsorship deals... I urge you to consider if you will the Premiership and its constituents...the world cup farce. The quality of home grown. The concept of determination. I urge you to reassess your assumptions. Then again what do I know - I am but a mere spec in a mass of footballing fluff.
Carpet..
and I am not talking Carpetman (a very attractive bloke who I fell in love with on my first day at Uni. He had a curtain hair style and wore a poncho (hence the carpet reference) and bright coloured jeans).
My neighbours had a new one yesterday. So last night I was lying in bed wondering what difference it would make... it has certainly dulled some of the noises but such efforts with the flooring have unearthed a multitude of squeaky floorboards... I think I have become so aware of the noise that I am waiting for it. Mr S returned home at midnight and a few footsteps but then I drifted off so I guess in some way there has been an improvement. I'll also be lenient for one night as they re-arrange their furniture etc. But the next few nights will tell... squeaky floorboards aside...
My neighbours had a new one yesterday. So last night I was lying in bed wondering what difference it would make... it has certainly dulled some of the noises but such efforts with the flooring have unearthed a multitude of squeaky floorboards... I think I have become so aware of the noise that I am waiting for it. Mr S returned home at midnight and a few footsteps but then I drifted off so I guess in some way there has been an improvement. I'll also be lenient for one night as they re-arrange their furniture etc. But the next few nights will tell... squeaky floorboards aside...
If
building contractors spent less time constructing works of scaffolding art, would they be able to finish the actual building quicker?
Wandering up and down Cheapside has brought to my attention the wooden constructions which now appear as standard around the base of scaffolding. Work men cutting sheets of wood to fit the spaces. Then they paint the wood. Blue. And then they paint it again. Reddy orange. All very colourful - but why? Not only that but it takes up more of the pavement...
Wandering up and down Cheapside has brought to my attention the wooden constructions which now appear as standard around the base of scaffolding. Work men cutting sheets of wood to fit the spaces. Then they paint the wood. Blue. And then they paint it again. Reddy orange. All very colourful - but why? Not only that but it takes up more of the pavement...
Walk it!
My colleague has just imparted a very useful website to me - Walkit.com whereby you can decide your start and end point and it gives you a map and a instructions!
My walk home (should I chose to do it!) is 8.4 miles - and a fast walk would take 126 minutes, so just over 2 hours. Which means if I left work on time I could be home the same time I am when I leave work at about 6.15pm... worth thinking about.
However a medium pace would be - 167 mins and slow - 251 minutes!! 4 hours!!!! Better leave at lunch time!!!
Best foot forward!
My walk home (should I chose to do it!) is 8.4 miles - and a fast walk would take 126 minutes, so just over 2 hours. Which means if I left work on time I could be home the same time I am when I leave work at about 6.15pm... worth thinking about.
However a medium pace would be - 167 mins and slow - 251 minutes!! 4 hours!!!! Better leave at lunch time!!!
Best foot forward!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Long time no blog!
Just to say I am well. I have had a haircut and reached my target WW goal weight!! Hoorah!
I would though rather not talk about 5-0 defeats. (That said have booked 2 more away days - Rotherham and Chesterfield). But I do refer my honourable readers back to my prediction of the England game being a white wash... glad I stuck to the cricket instead.
All being well tomorrow my upstairs neighbours are having a carpet fitted in their lounge (courtesy of my landlord) so hopefully I will be getting my regular sleep pattern back - ah a whole night without disturbance would be nice! Please note that local councils only deal in TV and radio noise - which when you consider the fashion for floorboards and the number of ground floor flats in London there must be a rather high number of fellow dwellers suffering the same fate as I. Note to oneself - top floor flats from now on!
And what a difference BST makes - lighter in the evenings so I can walk for miles!! But the temperature in the office has soared - very unpleasant. Feel like my eyes are about to pop out of my head!!! Hey ho back to the grind stone!
I would though rather not talk about 5-0 defeats. (That said have booked 2 more away days - Rotherham and Chesterfield). But I do refer my honourable readers back to my prediction of the England game being a white wash... glad I stuck to the cricket instead.
All being well tomorrow my upstairs neighbours are having a carpet fitted in their lounge (courtesy of my landlord) so hopefully I will be getting my regular sleep pattern back - ah a whole night without disturbance would be nice! Please note that local councils only deal in TV and radio noise - which when you consider the fashion for floorboards and the number of ground floor flats in London there must be a rather high number of fellow dwellers suffering the same fate as I. Note to oneself - top floor flats from now on!
And what a difference BST makes - lighter in the evenings so I can walk for miles!! But the temperature in the office has soared - very unpleasant. Feel like my eyes are about to pop out of my head!!! Hey ho back to the grind stone!
Oh yes and the tattoo is 6 years now!!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
A moment in time...
Radio Five - Breakfast Blog - midday today what will you be up to?! Blog it here
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Nottingham Forest 1 - Gillingham 0
Twiglet was denied a penalty.
The Forest free kick was dubious.
Either way we lost and are 2 place above the relegation zone. And why is Jarvis still sidelined? Injured or being held back til the end of the season when Forest may well buy him?
Questions questions... either way we need 3 points fast...
The Forest free kick was dubious.
Either way we lost and are 2 place above the relegation zone. And why is Jarvis still sidelined? Injured or being held back til the end of the season when Forest may well buy him?
Questions questions... either way we need 3 points fast...
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
Phew
Was having a mini rant this morning, in the bathroom, as I got ready for work, listening to Radio 5 Breakfast... all because of the Football League trying to suggest that the 'lower' leagues weren't currently exciting enough. He hem - because the Premiership isn't a one horse race is it?!
So several ideas were to be discussed as a means of spicing up games which were liable to end in a draw... WOT ROT! The Championship and League One are the tightest leagues to watch at the minute - a matter of points separate top teams and potential relegation teams. A run of 3 wins can see you in play off spot - a run of 3 losses, basement bound. Now I have in the last fortnight seen an exciting draw and mediocre win... BUT that is the nature of the game. STOP trying to change it to meet money grabbing sources. The true fans like it the way it is - its the likes of Sky and wealthy chairman who have created the rot that has set in in the Premiership... let em rot in peace I say - leave us less famed teams to enjoy our SPORT!! The cheap away ends with no roofs, no seat backs and expensive cans of Boddingtons. The walks to far flung grounds from northern railway stations. Leave us to enjoy the knowledge that every Saturday at 3pm our team will be playing, and no doubt during that time over enthused stewards will turf out an away end supporter. The ref will be jeered the linesmen taunted. Face it we are already adept and making our own excitement!!! SO how exactly does a penalty shoot out make a game more exciting - in fact on that basis, why bother having the first 90 mins at all?!
Anyway seems I am not alone in my opinion...
So several ideas were to be discussed as a means of spicing up games which were liable to end in a draw... WOT ROT! The Championship and League One are the tightest leagues to watch at the minute - a matter of points separate top teams and potential relegation teams. A run of 3 wins can see you in play off spot - a run of 3 losses, basement bound. Now I have in the last fortnight seen an exciting draw and mediocre win... BUT that is the nature of the game. STOP trying to change it to meet money grabbing sources. The true fans like it the way it is - its the likes of Sky and wealthy chairman who have created the rot that has set in in the Premiership... let em rot in peace I say - leave us less famed teams to enjoy our SPORT!! The cheap away ends with no roofs, no seat backs and expensive cans of Boddingtons. The walks to far flung grounds from northern railway stations. Leave us to enjoy the knowledge that every Saturday at 3pm our team will be playing, and no doubt during that time over enthused stewards will turf out an away end supporter. The ref will be jeered the linesmen taunted. Face it we are already adept and making our own excitement!!! SO how exactly does a penalty shoot out make a game more exciting - in fact on that basis, why bother having the first 90 mins at all?!
Anyway seems I am not alone in my opinion...
AND the mecca appears on the beeb website!
Thursday, March 15, 2007
interesting!
Capricorn (Dec22-Jan20)If you want to widen your social circle, you've got to improve your image. Make sure your clothes and hairstyle reflect the real you. For instance, do you wear dark colours because they suit you, or are they just a means of blending in with the woodwork? When talking about movies and books, do you ever discuss guilty pleasures, or do you pretend to like what everybody else does? Stop trying to be accepted and start asserting your true personality.
I think on reflection I did quite enjoy being semi blonde... or better still short haired and very very black hair!
I think on reflection I did quite enjoy being semi blonde... or better still short haired and very very black hair!
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Chestnut...
I forgot to mention I covered my 'blonde' locks Monday night, well actually the locks were a horrid combo of grey, my natural colour and orangey blonde at the roots and silvery blonde at the tips so I went radical cover up ... chestnut.
This was prompted by Sainsos not having my normal light brown in stock and me being nervy at the prospect of any other colour on the silvery tips going a bit wafty.
So I am quite a bit darker than I have been for a year.
And guess what NO Bugger has noticed. Well one did and asked if I had got hair extensions?!
I do wonder about peoples observational skills!! Anyway photo to follow to keep up the hair theme!
This was prompted by Sainsos not having my normal light brown in stock and me being nervy at the prospect of any other colour on the silvery tips going a bit wafty.
So I am quite a bit darker than I have been for a year.
And guess what NO Bugger has noticed. Well one did and asked if I had got hair extensions?!
I do wonder about peoples observational skills!! Anyway photo to follow to keep up the hair theme!
National No Smoking Day...
... you know it makes sense.
Stub it out! Save the cash! Smell nicer! Walk faster! Tastier breath! Whiter teeth! (call it prep for National Kissing Day!!)
I'll be honest I have been struggling (been good the last few days) so I need to be more will powered in situations I know are my weak spots... roll on the smoking ban in pubs! And trying to believe that one down the pub is ok - is a lie. Yes you may manage for a couple of weeks - one or two on a Friday - and then none til the next Friday. But then you get cocky and a Thursday night becomes a full blown smoke fest and before you know it - you have a packet and some left over... here you go again.
It's no good. I know I find it hard to stop. I get into certain situations and they are my answer - even though deep down I know they are not. I know I feel better off them. I just have this horrid suspicion that part of me will always be hooked. I'll always be a smoker who is choosing (in some case fighting) to ignore her urge to smoke.
My relationship with cigarettes is uneasy.
My conscious giving up is tested.
I only kid myself.
And when I do I feel bad.
I am trying. Really hard. More gum and WW Fruities I fear.
Stub it out! Save the cash! Smell nicer! Walk faster! Tastier breath! Whiter teeth! (call it prep for National Kissing Day!!)
I'll be honest I have been struggling (been good the last few days) so I need to be more will powered in situations I know are my weak spots... roll on the smoking ban in pubs! And trying to believe that one down the pub is ok - is a lie. Yes you may manage for a couple of weeks - one or two on a Friday - and then none til the next Friday. But then you get cocky and a Thursday night becomes a full blown smoke fest and before you know it - you have a packet and some left over... here you go again.
It's no good. I know I find it hard to stop. I get into certain situations and they are my answer - even though deep down I know they are not. I know I feel better off them. I just have this horrid suspicion that part of me will always be hooked. I'll always be a smoker who is choosing (in some case fighting) to ignore her urge to smoke.
My relationship with cigarettes is uneasy.
My conscious giving up is tested.
I only kid myself.
And when I do I feel bad.
I am trying. Really hard. More gum and WW Fruities I fear.
RAF Museum
Finally, finally got myself up 'North' to the RAF Museum at Hendon today.
Finally because I been in London long enough to have gone sooner and finally because this morning's northern line was playing silly buggers - terminated at Hampstead, then Golders Green and then at last Colindale.
Not sure what Dad & I were expecting (apart from planes obviously) but in the spirit of leave I found myself absorbed by colours, markings, aerodynamic lines and the simplicity/complexity of man's engineering abilities. Aeroplanes for the forces tend to have one purpose - destruction of the enemy - but putting this aside they are feats of mechanical genius. I undersell this theory by likening them to houses - each architect has the basics and then designs accordingly. So it is with planes, the basic wings and tails but each an individuals ideal made reality - well it used to be. Now-a-days one plane fits all - that is of course once its been agreed by the allied countries building it. As much as the day was about learning new things it was also about nostalgia - aircraft we have seen in the skies. Airshows we have been too. There is one major problem with a museum - everything is static and on a midweek day like today, apart from the odd group of school kids - it is eerily quiet. Part of the thrill with these machines is seeing them alive - hearing them whistle over head.
There were a good selection of types fighters, bombers, and an entire hanger devoted to planes considered 'milestones' (so much for escaping work!) in aeronautical history.
We pootled back down a much quicker northern line to Charing Cross and got a beer and food in Covent Garden - after depositing my dad on the 7.11pm train I headed once more for the tube. There is something wonderfully liberating about being on a tube dressed in mufti on a day off watching the 'commuters' suited, tired and drowning in newspapers and books on the way home. I look like that normally, but this evening I was brighter and more observant. Days off are great - especially when you do something that cements your core self and bonds you closer to those that matter. Cheers Pops for giving to me your sense of interest - can't pretend to know as much but standing under the Vulcan's wing I felt the hairs on my neck stand on end... pure joy!
Finally because I been in London long enough to have gone sooner and finally because this morning's northern line was playing silly buggers - terminated at Hampstead, then Golders Green and then at last Colindale.
Not sure what Dad & I were expecting (apart from planes obviously) but in the spirit of leave I found myself absorbed by colours, markings, aerodynamic lines and the simplicity/complexity of man's engineering abilities. Aeroplanes for the forces tend to have one purpose - destruction of the enemy - but putting this aside they are feats of mechanical genius. I undersell this theory by likening them to houses - each architect has the basics and then designs accordingly. So it is with planes, the basic wings and tails but each an individuals ideal made reality - well it used to be. Now-a-days one plane fits all - that is of course once its been agreed by the allied countries building it. As much as the day was about learning new things it was also about nostalgia - aircraft we have seen in the skies. Airshows we have been too. There is one major problem with a museum - everything is static and on a midweek day like today, apart from the odd group of school kids - it is eerily quiet. Part of the thrill with these machines is seeing them alive - hearing them whistle over head.
There were a good selection of types fighters, bombers, and an entire hanger devoted to planes considered 'milestones' (so much for escaping work!) in aeronautical history.
We pootled back down a much quicker northern line to Charing Cross and got a beer and food in Covent Garden - after depositing my dad on the 7.11pm train I headed once more for the tube. There is something wonderfully liberating about being on a tube dressed in mufti on a day off watching the 'commuters' suited, tired and drowning in newspapers and books on the way home. I look like that normally, but this evening I was brighter and more observant. Days off are great - especially when you do something that cements your core self and bonds you closer to those that matter. Cheers Pops for giving to me your sense of interest - can't pretend to know as much but standing under the Vulcan's wing I felt the hairs on my neck stand on end... pure joy!
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Blogging in the UK
Radio Five are currently airing a half hour special ... readers sharing the posts they made on Monday 22nd Jan when the Breakfast Blog went live! Seems we all have a story/point of view.. or morely pointedly a means of dealing with the mundane in a less negative way! Take part yourself on the 20th March!
Gillingham 1 - Crewe 0
WE WON!!
An amazing strike by Flynn from just outside the box proved to be the bullet like shot we needed! Otherwise Dad & I were really unsure if a goal was ever going to happen! It was for the majority of the first half - very dull. Nowhere near the excitement and drama of last week against Blackpool. But second half buoyed by a goal we looked brighter.
I have 2 observations -
1) THE RIGHT SIDE (IE my side) need to step up and join in with the song!! 'We are the right side, we are the right side, we are the right side Rainham End .' 'We are the middle, we are the middle, we are the middle Rainham End .' 'We are the left side, we are the left side, we are the left side Rainham End .' I DID try but no-one else joined in so once more the Right side were ridiculed. Event the Town End piped up!!
2) The father and daughter combo behind me were fascinating (i jest!) okay they were very irritating - little 4 year old Gabby needing to be told who was in what colour etc etc - but give him his due by the end of the game Gabby was a Gill through and through. But it got me thinking - the advice and pointers he was giving Gabby were way off beam from anything my Dad imparts to me (when he isn't keeping his fan club happy!). I guess the bottom line is that Pops and I have been through too many experiences and seen too many losses etc. Hardened. Until the goal we had lost all hope of winning. After it all we wanted was to hang on to it! Gabby and her dad probably enjoyed the game more - 'the Blues', getting Gab's to identify players with numbers (which frankly even some of the older fans don't yet get!) and going for chips. I also hope they enjoyed kicking my seat through out - cos I didn't!
All in all a good day - early train. stomp round Gills to meet Pop, note that Gillingham is full of Zombie teens who like to block all pavements. You could step into the road and walk but I doubt they would notice that either. Missed the Tit on both in and out trip! Joy joy joy!! And of course the sunset was once again magnificent - the rosy red of the sun as it dipped beneath the Red Millennium Wheel. Beautiful.
Ah - and tomorrow wall to wall sport on the Beeb!
An amazing strike by Flynn from just outside the box proved to be the bullet like shot we needed! Otherwise Dad & I were really unsure if a goal was ever going to happen! It was for the majority of the first half - very dull. Nowhere near the excitement and drama of last week against Blackpool. But second half buoyed by a goal we looked brighter.
I have 2 observations -
1) THE RIGHT SIDE (IE my side) need to step up and join in with the song!! 'We are the right side, we are the right side, we are the right side Rainham End .' 'We are the middle, we are the middle, we are the middle Rainham End .' 'We are the left side, we are the left side, we are the left side Rainham End .' I DID try but no-one else joined in so once more the Right side were ridiculed. Event the Town End piped up!!
2) The father and daughter combo behind me were fascinating (i jest!) okay they were very irritating - little 4 year old Gabby needing to be told who was in what colour etc etc - but give him his due by the end of the game Gabby was a Gill through and through. But it got me thinking - the advice and pointers he was giving Gabby were way off beam from anything my Dad imparts to me (when he isn't keeping his fan club happy!). I guess the bottom line is that Pops and I have been through too many experiences and seen too many losses etc. Hardened. Until the goal we had lost all hope of winning. After it all we wanted was to hang on to it! Gabby and her dad probably enjoyed the game more - 'the Blues', getting Gab's to identify players with numbers (which frankly even some of the older fans don't yet get!) and going for chips. I also hope they enjoyed kicking my seat through out - cos I didn't!
All in all a good day - early train. stomp round Gills to meet Pop, note that Gillingham is full of Zombie teens who like to block all pavements. You could step into the road and walk but I doubt they would notice that either. Missed the Tit on both in and out trip! Joy joy joy!! And of course the sunset was once again magnificent - the rosy red of the sun as it dipped beneath the Red Millennium Wheel. Beautiful.
Ah - and tomorrow wall to wall sport on the Beeb!
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Eek
News story that Huddersfield are 'interested' in getting our manager back to their gaff.. Not sure that will help us in any way at all. We need to win today and bt Crewe - POINTS are vital!
Fighting Talk!
Hooray!
Johnny Vaughan is back for a one-off in the hot seat show! Back to the good old days!
NO Logan!! Hooray!
Always a traditional pre-off-to-match listen!
Today is gorgeous - sunny and brisk! A day for winners!?! UTG!
Johnny Vaughan is back for a one-off in the hot seat show! Back to the good old days!
NO Logan!! Hooray!
Always a traditional pre-off-to-match listen!
Today is gorgeous - sunny and brisk! A day for winners!?! UTG!
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
Do I?
go to the smallish Placebo gig on Tuesday pm - by myself?
I have never been to a gig by myself before, cinema & football yes, pub club and gig - erm no.
I want to see my favourite band but it means going alone.. and I know if I don't I'll kick myself for being a wuss - but then again standing around a venue alone may look a tad weird? Will anyone notice? Yeah probably the weirdo who is preying for a lone Placebo fan... then again may be good novel content... and if the builder if naff my propensity to spend time in my lounge could be very low!!
Nite..
(eyes in back of head watching the Hammers vs Spurs on MOTD-go the Spurts it makes my brother's Monday when I text him with a win!)
I have never been to a gig by myself before, cinema & football yes, pub club and gig - erm no.
I want to see my favourite band but it means going alone.. and I know if I don't I'll kick myself for being a wuss - but then again standing around a venue alone may look a tad weird? Will anyone notice? Yeah probably the weirdo who is preying for a lone Placebo fan... then again may be good novel content... and if the builder if naff my propensity to spend time in my lounge could be very low!!
Nite..
(eyes in back of head watching the Hammers vs Spurs on MOTD-go the Spurts it makes my brother's Monday when I text him with a win!)
Well
the builder arrives tomorrow am to 'fix' the damp patch on the back wall; the kitchen tiles; the shower rail runner and all the other things which are broken. To allow him to do this I have had to move and pack things away. I rather suspect that this packing and seeing of empty walls has opened my eyes... time to move on I fear. Somewhere nicer - less ramshackled. Somewhere which is not a ground floor flat...
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Gillingham 2 - Blackpool 2
2 2 2 - and for us definitely 2 points lost. Boo. Mind you with Notts Forest sniffing round for a Jarvis purchase and him being out injured it was an opportunity to see how we will fare once he has gone - because let's face it come the end of May he will be off...
Very unfair result. I was surprised to actually enjoy the game - both sides were so poor it was actually entertaining and exciting. We scored early on. We looked in control. We scored from a set piece (quite rare.) We missed a penalty. We let in a goal - because of the sun in the goalie's eyes?! We gave away a free kick near the area and they equalised. They had fans removed by the stewards.. All in all a rip roaring way to spend the afternoon. Made better by me getting the half-hour earlier train, thus missing the Tit. And then having a good long walk to catch my dad as he parked the car. This benefit of this being that I get some time to chat with him - as pre match & at half time he seems to have acquired celebrity status, with Arfur, Colin, the Twins and Razman all engaging him in football related punditry. He is quite good at holding his audience - so they all stand and nod approval and chip in with tactical ideas. Aristotle and his followers. I am a girl therefore I just stand there and watch the 10 year old's penalty shoot out...whilst munching on my mini choc bar. Today was no different - and to think if he hadn't been noted for absence whilst down under this new twist of communication would never have happened.
Got out fairly sharpish as the legendary Pater had been given a last minute call up to go to a quiz night - so off he went (be fearful next week he has to shoot off to Bury St Edmund's) already fretful about roadworks and diversions! I on the other hand wandered swiftly to the station and got the slow train back to London. Result all round - saw the beautiful sun set and the cheesy coloured full moon awaiting its eclipse, as well as avoiding the Tit once more. Excellent. Was home by 7pm and indulged in my Red Nose Day Squished Tomato Soup - lovely!!
I watched my usual Casualty to see where abouts in the never ending story cycle that is Casualty we had got too.
I then flicked over to BBC Four and 'Reichenbach Falls' - which I have to say was the best piece of drama I have seen in ages. Twangs of humour. Great interweaving of plot lines, story lines and dream lines. I was intrigued. Absolutely brilliant. Note: Must visit Edinburgh. Also tickled me due to 'some' (okay quite alot hence the title) references to Sherlock Holmes - illustrated no less. Oh poor old Adam Edwards - his book of the same became legendary...Good to see it here being used to better ends!
Neighbours out so it was peaceful - oh until 1.15am when they returned, woke me and dissolved my happy spirit.
Very unfair result. I was surprised to actually enjoy the game - both sides were so poor it was actually entertaining and exciting. We scored early on. We looked in control. We scored from a set piece (quite rare.) We missed a penalty. We let in a goal - because of the sun in the goalie's eyes?! We gave away a free kick near the area and they equalised. They had fans removed by the stewards.. All in all a rip roaring way to spend the afternoon. Made better by me getting the half-hour earlier train, thus missing the Tit. And then having a good long walk to catch my dad as he parked the car. This benefit of this being that I get some time to chat with him - as pre match & at half time he seems to have acquired celebrity status, with Arfur, Colin, the Twins and Razman all engaging him in football related punditry. He is quite good at holding his audience - so they all stand and nod approval and chip in with tactical ideas. Aristotle and his followers. I am a girl therefore I just stand there and watch the 10 year old's penalty shoot out...whilst munching on my mini choc bar. Today was no different - and to think if he hadn't been noted for absence whilst down under this new twist of communication would never have happened.
Got out fairly sharpish as the legendary Pater had been given a last minute call up to go to a quiz night - so off he went (be fearful next week he has to shoot off to Bury St Edmund's) already fretful about roadworks and diversions! I on the other hand wandered swiftly to the station and got the slow train back to London. Result all round - saw the beautiful sun set and the cheesy coloured full moon awaiting its eclipse, as well as avoiding the Tit once more. Excellent. Was home by 7pm and indulged in my Red Nose Day Squished Tomato Soup - lovely!!
I watched my usual Casualty to see where abouts in the never ending story cycle that is Casualty we had got too.
I then flicked over to BBC Four and 'Reichenbach Falls' - which I have to say was the best piece of drama I have seen in ages. Twangs of humour. Great interweaving of plot lines, story lines and dream lines. I was intrigued. Absolutely brilliant. Note: Must visit Edinburgh. Also tickled me due to 'some' (okay quite alot hence the title) references to Sherlock Holmes - illustrated no less. Oh poor old Adam Edwards - his book of the same became legendary...Good to see it here being used to better ends!
Neighbours out so it was peaceful - oh until 1.15am when they returned, woke me and dissolved my happy spirit.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
I don't believe it...
my upstairs neighbour Mister and Son, locked themselves out this morning. Instead of waiting for Mrs to return or contact a lock smith - they rang MY doorbell and without flinching asked to come through my flat, out of my backdoor, so they could use their outside stairs to reach their back door and get back into their upstairs flat.
Can you imagine my reaction?! I wanted to say - 'well can you stop making noise at 11pm-1am?! NO!? Well there's your answer.'
Instead I think I muttered 'Ah so I am worthy of talking to now am I?' And then said 'Well I suppose so.' So they scooted through rather swiftly - getting tangled in my newly hung up washing and 'forgetting' to say thank you.
I slammed said back door and fumed. The bare faced cheek. Not even an apology or an admittance of any of the other rot going on... unbelievable.
Can you imagine my reaction?! I wanted to say - 'well can you stop making noise at 11pm-1am?! NO!? Well there's your answer.'
Instead I think I muttered 'Ah so I am worthy of talking to now am I?' And then said 'Well I suppose so.' So they scooted through rather swiftly - getting tangled in my newly hung up washing and 'forgetting' to say thank you.
I slammed said back door and fumed. The bare faced cheek. Not even an apology or an admittance of any of the other rot going on... unbelievable.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
As with life..
blogs are soon forgotten when their tone slips away from positive and pleasant ideas.
Or in this case the readership dwindles because the author neglects to post. I am slightly cross with myself but will use this blip to lever myself and my esteem back into the black side of the account.
To this end I have a series in draft at the moment; entitled Love. Work. Home. Life. Sounds a bit pretentious but then you know what I often wonder what I may still achieve in the arts! Culture Show status every Saturday pm/Sunday supplement reviews...Desert Island discs - now there's an entry I never completed!!
So please bear (not bare as I originally typed - bloomin Justitia again!) with me - call it writers block - call it external influences - either way I am still aware of my audience...
Or in this case the readership dwindles because the author neglects to post. I am slightly cross with myself but will use this blip to lever myself and my esteem back into the black side of the account.
To this end I have a series in draft at the moment; entitled Love. Work. Home. Life. Sounds a bit pretentious but then you know what I often wonder what I may still achieve in the arts! Culture Show status every Saturday pm/Sunday supplement reviews...Desert Island discs - now there's an entry I never completed!!
So please bear (not bare as I originally typed - bloomin Justitia again!) with me - call it writers block - call it external influences - either way I am still aware of my audience...
World Book Day
'Rabbit Redux' - today was talking about 'Nam and slavery - which were both stories on Radio 5 this morning... shame it was Mark P and Gabby L - I want Nicky and Shelagh back! SOON!
Interesing this morning to see who was reading what - bit of Daphne Du Maurier - and oh the Metro.. nevermind.
Interesing this morning to see who was reading what - bit of Daphne Du Maurier - and oh the Metro.. nevermind.
Spot on!
Capricorn (Dec22-Jan20) At times you might feel as if your work and responsibilities to others have taken over your life. In matters that have been challenging and problematical you're almost ready to throw in the towel. Hang on in there a wee while longer as your life will soon take an upturn and you will be able to cope. It might also help to pacify you if you tie up loose ends and arrange to pay off any outstanding debts so you can turn your attention to new things.
Noise Abatement .. Part 101
As you know I sent a letter to upstairs asking them to consider thier noise pollution - and for 2 weeks they did not approach me to talk about it and noises continued (even though we have bumped into each other in the shared hallway still nothing had been said - in fact I was not even acknowledged!). So I sent a letter to my landlord enclosing a copy I sent to upstairs and also a rahter long list of flat related issues. I cunningly signed letter "Otherwise things are fine" when clearly reading both items would have suggested alternatively.
Well I have a builder arriving Monday am to ‘fix’ damp; washing machine; shower head runner rail (there's a new term I learnt); kitchen tiles; mice; oven etc etc. I wait with semi-baited breath.
And landlord has spoken with upstairs AND offered to help pay for a CARPET! However I suspect this will fall on deaf ears as it made no difference last night – they were stomping twice as much and moving furniture at 12.30…
Consequently my normally sunny disposition is fast deserting me. I am so angry. I pay a substantial amount each month to live in a flat which is farily sub-standard and get the added 'feature' of neighburly entertainment. Yet I am cast as the bad one becuase I chose to speak up.
I will keep you posted on progress... and building repairs!!
Well I have a builder arriving Monday am to ‘fix’ damp; washing machine; shower head runner rail (there's a new term I learnt); kitchen tiles; mice; oven etc etc. I wait with semi-baited breath.
And landlord has spoken with upstairs AND offered to help pay for a CARPET! However I suspect this will fall on deaf ears as it made no difference last night – they were stomping twice as much and moving furniture at 12.30…
Consequently my normally sunny disposition is fast deserting me. I am so angry. I pay a substantial amount each month to live in a flat which is farily sub-standard and get the added 'feature' of neighburly entertainment. Yet I am cast as the bad one becuase I chose to speak up.
I will keep you posted on progress... and building repairs!!
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