More names

The man they call Lyle (to his face) reminds me of a story about names, or to be more precise, the story of my name. My Mum was named Lynda Gordon, and on marrying my Dad became Lynda McLean (you can see where this is heading already can’t you). Soon the lovely couple decided to produce a lovely little baby. Unfortunately for them they got lumbered with me but I digress. What to call me? Neal? (Neale?), Murray? They couldn’t make up their minds (ohhh except I was to be Joanne if I was a girl). They eventually decided on Gordon. Simple enough name really, Gordon McLean. Everyone agreed it was a lovely name for a cute little baby (I …

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Famous Name Changes

OK, most Brits know who Reg Dwight is, but what about Demetria Guynes? Or Marie MacDonald McLaughlin Lawrie? Or Cherilyn Sarkisian La Piere, or Arnold George Dorsey… ohh I could go on, but I won’t as you can find them all at Famous Name Changes. So, what would you change your name to?

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Beep beep beep…

Nine years ago tonight, after a night out with some friends, I suggested to Louise we get married. As the records show, she said yes and made me a very very happy man indeed. Tonight we have a celebration planned. We will tidy up the house a bit, and probably collapse into bed as we are both knackered from the past few week’s exertions (ohh yes, I’m playing 5-a-side after work first…). Romantic eh!

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The In-Laws

My in-laws are moving to Spain next week. So today we had a going away ‘do’ (a buffet lunch and a ‘few’ drinks). We had organised a family portrait of the ‘kids’ (Louise and I, her brother and her sister and her four kids), made up a couple of t-shirts for my father-in-law featuring a couple of his well known ‘words’ (hingfer and fisht) and a couple of other little bits and bobs. It was a good day and we’ve just gotten home and I’m off to bed as we are both knackered. Ohhh and for the record, I DO get on with my in-laws, they are great and I will miss them almost as much as Louise will.

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Nigella changes tack

Nigella Lawson is abandoning her cooking career because she is fed up with being known as “a domestic goddess”.I’m all for Ms.Lawson wanting to change the direction of her career. She is a successful woman and is entitled to do what she likes. I just have one teensy-weensy little condition. Can she please make a few short TV appearances from time to time… nothing much, she just needs to come on and lick a chocolate covered spoon clean*. It’s not much to ask, is it? * Doesn’t have to be chocolate, can be honey, syrup, or anything else. You see it’s the way that she… ohhh never mind…

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Gadget envy

My contract is up so it is new mobile phone time methinks… But which one? Tariff has to be cross network, phone must have gadgets. Currently I’m heading towards the Orange SPV (my mate has one and it is very smart aside from the fact it is running on an MS OS… blue screen of death on a mobile? urgh…) Either that or the new Nokia 7250. So let’s compare:SPV – Add-on camera thingy, includes sync capabliity with Outlook (handy for to-do lists and calendar appointments), and MP3 player – takes a MMD card so is expandable…7250 – Integrated camera, radio, and being Nokia I’ll have it up and running in all of 30 secs. Ohh who am I kidding, …

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Simple things

Woke up in grumpy mood.Got on train at 8 am.Sat on stationary train for an hour and a half.Finally got off train at 10:05 am.Even grumpier now.Phoned boss and took the rest of the morning off.Bought a Real Madrid top (sorry Gert) in Foot Locker.Stop feeling grumpy.Notice the retro basketball shoes from Nike of which I had an original pair about 15 years ago.Feel old.Feel grumpy again.Get into work at 12 noon.Find boss has kept me a fudge doughnut.Suddenly feel much better.

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Pooped

Lots done today, both for work and at home including cutting my grass (only about 4 weeks overdue). Out tomorrow night for a meal at Pancho Villa in Glasgow (yum Mexican!) for a work colleagues birthday (she’s a lday so I won’t tell you that she is the same age as I will be in October). Through to Dumbarton on Saturday to stay with my parents before my in-laws leaving ‘do’ on Sunday. They emigrate the following weekend so there’s plenty of last minute things to do. Right, where’s that to-do list?

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