Month: July 2001


Moving home, one of the most stressful things you can do. We have painted the living/dining room, the hall, stairs and upstairs landing, and the master bedroom. We’ve taken tiles off of the kitchen walls, and are pretty much set to move on Tuesday – some last minute packing (including this PC I sit at) to do, and we are ready. So why am I sitting here working!!!!

Dianne is gone, not for ever, in fact I’ll see her next Friday, but after that 12 weeks of training, then she’ll be WPC DD! Well done. Another friend I will vow to ‘keep-in-touch-with’ and then fail to do so miserably. N2S: Do something about that.


Busy busy busy. Work is busy. Home is busy. Project deadlines. Moving House. Team mates who have no professional ethics. I know I shouldn’t say that last bit, but I am beyond giving a fuck.


Kyoto treaty – thankfully agreed. But why does the US hold out? And is this a true reflection of what Americans actually want?


Peace – Reb gets it right, including the words.


Thanks to David Duval (and congratulations as well). You made a days worth of cleaning and packing most enjoyable. Virtually everything we own is now in a box waiting to get moved a week on Tuesday. Can’t wait now. Really need to move, itching to get started on the decorating, laying of flooring, gardening etc etc … honest..

Pet Peeves

(part one of an occasional series)

Modern cars. The cars we have today are advanced, they have airbags, power steering, ABS, EDC, FDA, CIA and FBI (well maybe not quite all those…) yet they don’t seem to have any indicators.

You may be familiar with this particular invention. It started as a little flag that popped out from the side of the car and signalled your intention to move either left or right (depending which side the flag was on..). They moved on to become orange blinking lights. However it seems that the latest cars don’t have any, so please be aware that the next time you pull out 3 feet in front of me, when I’m doing 70 mph on the motorway, that I am not, despite popular belief, PSYCHIC!!!


Downward spiral. This week sucked. That’s the best way to put it. In this age of instant communication we are getting the sum amount of squat from our bosses. (Ohh and if any of you guys from work read this, feel free to point them here, I’ve said it so many times now I’m blue in the face). I feel defeated. I don’t feel like being ‘up for the challenge’. But maybe that’s just today (well this week..).

House moving is become stressful. The current tenant of the house was away so we couldn’t get in to measure for carpets. We wanted them down on Monday the 30th July. They take two weeks to order and they haven’t been measured up yet. You do the math. All in all not a very good week. I know I can control this, I know that next week will be better because I will make it so, but bottom line is… this week sucked.

Positives: nephew is better, parents had a good holiday, and Louise and I grow closer and more content every day. Focus on that, and life seems good. Well life is good, just not this week.


Wednesday. In two weeks time we will be fully moved into our new house. It can’t come soon enough. Everything that we disliked about our current lodgings, the decor, the lack of parking, the noise from the road, even the minor annoyances like the shower being too hot in the mornings, and that damn squeak in the bedroom floorboards, are becoming major bugbears. My propensity for swearing seems to be increasing in direct proportion to the falling number of days we have left (eh? aww you know what I mean). I’ve been trying to figure out why.

We never got this annoyed and hacked off before, and you’d think we should be saying: “Oh well, only a week or so to go and we’ll be out of it anyway…”. But we’re not. So I apologise to everyone if I seem to be in a bad mood for the next couple of weeks. That’s because I am.


Japanese Engrish Is this funny? Should we be laughing or offering to help? Or should we… ahh hell, it’s funny… go see it, and thanks AnnMarie!