Year: 2003

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There is something wrong about being in work this close to Christmas. It’s the first time in about 5 years I’ve done it and it’s just not right.

Mind you, there is a perverse pleasure to be gained watching people scurry about at lunchtime, panic etched on their faces, consulting hastily scrawled lists or mobile phones.

Ahhh yes, the well-earned joy smugness that comes with having finished your Christmas shopping (ok, minus three things but we know what they are and they aren’t needed until after Christmas).

So, the countdown begins. Tonight I’ll wrap Louise’s presents, endure another day of work tomorrow and then it’s home for a few glasses of wine and the Muppets Christmas Carol (it’s tradition). Christmas Day we pick up my Gran and spend the day at my Mum’s. Then off to Louise’s sisters at night for drinks. Boxing Day is dinner at Louise’s brothers, then it’s the Christmas gathering of friends on the 27th. Out for a few beers on the 28th, and recovering on the 29th. Hic.

I’ve been toying with doing a recap of the year but will leave it until after Christmas I think. I’ll be working mucking about with new designs for a couple of other websites, adding a feature here and generally lounging around come the 29th December. So that’ll give me plenty of time to come up with a Troubled-Diva-esque posting about 2003. Or not.

bookmark_borderPeriod Festivities

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We were at the Raymond Gubbay Christmas Concert: Carols by Candlelight, tonight. It was more classical than I thought, but I knew all the pieces. Stand out was, of course, the chorus singing Stille Nacht, a wonderfully soft, harmonised arrangement which I’ve heard before.

In fact I was surprised, as was Louise, at how many of the more traditional carols I knew. Mainly from church as a youngster, but a few, particularly the choral arrangements from attending concerts with my Mum, watching my Dad sing for a local choir. It brought a lot of memories flooding back, and a tear to my eye. Wonderful.

Only let down was Handel’s Messiah. Needs a full orchestra and choir to really do it justice I think, although maybe our seats (in the Choir Stalls) didn’t help.

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So I thought I’d take a quick skim through the other ‘almost’ winners of THAT competition (which I really don’t wanna say any more about as I fear I’ve already upset Gert – still luv ya sweetie!).

(“sweetie”? WTF?)

I happen across the runner-up: apparently nothing at all, and see there is a Powershot S30 gallery. “Ohh that’s the same as my camera”, I say (in possibly a bit too girlie a manner), “I wonder how what the photo’s are like”.

So I go and visit the aforementioned gallery. Then, after spending 10 mins idly clicking around, I wish I hadn’t.

Same camera. Vastly superior photographer behind the lens. Some wonderful photos in there. Puts me to shame.

So item number one for my New Year’s resolutions is:
1. Become a better photographer (in fact become a photographer is probably more accurate, at the moment I’m no more than a ‘snapper’ even on my better days).

(Strictly speaking this is item number two, but take it as written that I’ll be trying to lose weight again next year).

(By the way, how are these parentheses working for you? Should I just stick to italics?).

(Too much, right?)

bookmark_borderDefinitive

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Blogging, defined? (via Fembat)

Not sure I agree with this to be honest, think it’s possibly more aimed at forums. 😉

(I’m trying to be ‘ironic’ OK, I think it’s scarily, and funnily, accurate)

bookmark_borderDaily

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Buildings wrapped in candyfloss as the neon burns. Daylight creeping through the gaps. White and pink tinges everywhere.

As I recently commented to someone, taking each day as it comes is easier said than done.

But it’s much easier on mornings like this.

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bookmark_borderLoads down, 3 to go

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Three pressies left to buy.
Knackered.
Sore feet.
Knackered.
Possibly cinema tonight.
Knackered.
Three more days work left.
Knackered.
Beginning to get “into the spirit”.
Knackered.
Not sleeping much for some reason.
Knackered.

How are you?

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