It is never too late to become what you might have been
… says the fortune cookie I’ve just eaten from last nights chinese.
So, it looks like it’s back to the age-old ritual of updating once in a blue moon. At least for now, anyway. My computer’s being totally stupid in this hot weather, and decides to present me with a nice blue screen every time I do anything the slightest bit CPU intensive. Oh well.
It’s been an interesting few weeks. Still no word from Wayne. I did type a large blog about his strange disappearance from the face of the planet, but during the middle of typing it, Daddykins made me some chips, and I never actually bothered getting it off the laptop. Oh well.
Went to Harrogate on the 8th Jul. That was a good day. It was the annual RAOB garden party. Basically, an excuse to take lots of photos, and to drink beer from a plastic glass…
No, I haven’t lost my right arm. It was just the quirky angle I was sitting. And, I’m the only person that can travel 100 miles, go to a function totally unrelated to music, and STILL come home with an entire armful of LPs and 12″s. Which is what I did. Two carrier bags full of records for £2. Unfortunately, the day was overshadowed by the fact I had a cold coming on, and I felt lousy for most of it. Grrrrr.
So, after a week off work, I had to go back. By this time, my head was in full mercy of this bastard of a cold, and no sooner had I sat in my chair, I’d decided that it was time to go home again. So, after being in work for two hours, that’s exactly what I did. BUt, there was just enough time for Frank to ask me if I want to start doing 12-hour shifts. I said yes. More on that later. Much later.
The next three days were spent on the sofa getting accquainted with an old friend called television. And not eating much.
By Friday, I was on the mend, and I had started my first 3 rest days. The weather was great. The temperature in the back garden reached an all-time record…
This image is a little bit of a fib though because it actually got hotter.
And then, I had work for 3 days. And now I’m off for 2 more days. Wooo.
Oh, and you know I mentioned about how long it would take for the the England flags being taken down, would you believe that someone in the street has STILL got theirs up? Madness.
July 22nd, 2006 at 7:20:00 pm
Still loads of England flags up around this way.
The four houses on the main road that had covered their house fronts with flags had the good sense to take them down the day after defeat.
August 27th, 2006 at 5:44:21 pm
Dave Lee Travis? Wowowow!
August 27th, 2006 at 6:48:43 pm
Er, Glen? That would be DLT, not DTL.
August 28th, 2006 at 10:30:09 am
God damn it.