Life moving on

To say that nothing of note has happened recently would be a lie, to be more accurate nothing of note THAT I CAN MENTION HERE has happened, entirely different things. So, what CAN I talk about? And more to the point what have I mentioned in passing that I’ve forgotten about .. honestly, my memory.. sheesh. Well, have I mentioned that Louise and I have decided not to have kids? We’ve discussed having them for quite a while but have, separately, come to the realisation that not having them isn’t going to bother us… we just needed to realise that we both felt the same way, which we finally have. That sounds bad. It’s not like we don’t talk to …

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Time Traveler's Wife

The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger Excellent. A simple enough story, about a husband who randomly time travels and his wife, which takes you through their relationship and various events in their life and not once stoops to patronise or indulge itself. Once you get used to the format — every chapter starts with the date and age in which the two main characters appear — the story flows well and is suprisingly gripping and moving. I’m pretty sure this was a recommendation, and it was only after I was halfway through it that I realised that it was, deservedly, on bestseller lists. At times the book leaps along, dragging you through time and dumping you slap bang in …

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Importance of being happy

Like most people over the years the things that I value, the things that make me happy, have changed. Despite appearances to the contrary here — specifically my gadget lust — I’m not particularly materialistic these days. I used to be much MUCH worse. Whilst I was never particularly fussy about labels, I was certainly fussy if things weren’t of a certain standard. The phrase “you get what you pay for” is fairly key to this, and whilst I still hold it true, I’m not half as fussy as I was even a few years ago. Or am I? Thinking about it, it might be that I’ve lowered my expectations, decided that I can “put up with” things of lower …

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Tuesday

It’s a difficult time of year to remain focussed. As I walk to work I look up at the blue sky, enjoying the morning sun on my face, and ponder the greater things of life. Why am I here? What is it like to be a seagull? Like that one flying overhead right now… what’s that falling from the sk… awww shit. And then, when you get to work, you try not to spend hours daydreaming, staring out of the window. You get your work done, try and leave sharp so you can get back outside into the air. The next problem arrives when you get home. Sit outside and have a nice cold beer, or troop into the darkened …

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Weekender

Friday evening. Beer, pizza and the opening game of the World Cup. Saturday morning, a quick trip into Hamilton in the morning then off to Ashton Lane in the afternoon. Of the two beer gardens we chose the wrong one, completely and utterly chock-a-block. Still, it’s nice to have a cold beer (Budvar) or five whilst enjoying the sun. Tapas for dinner – with a heavenly chorizo and black pudding dish – and then a few more shandies before we headed home. Throughout the day I had the occasional glass of water, and had applied some suntan lotion before we had gone out so I was neither hungover nor bright pink! Phew. Sunday has been a day of lethargy, aside …

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World Cup Rules

Finally, it’s here! Now, before I start, I’ll point anyone not interested in this to head over to ScaryDuck’s place. The World Cup kicks off today and with that in mind I thought it would be good to make sure we are all aligned and in agreement with some basic rules during this busy period. So, and this is specifically for the (non-footballing) ladies, may I suggest you read, digest and ensure you understand the following rules: Rule 1: From 9 June to 9 July 2006, you should read the sports section of the newspaper so that you are aware of what is going on regarding the World Cup, and that way you will be able to join in the …

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Calling all gays

Hmmm not the best advised post title that one… or maybe it is? First up some ground rules. 1. I’m genuinely curious about this, so anyone flinging insults or nastiness about in the comments will be deleted and banned. 2. If I cause any offense with this then PLEASE let me know (anonymously in the comments or via email) and I’ll correct/retract etc etc. That’s not my aim. Never was. My query is this: At what point does a homosexual joke become OK? When it’s said by a gay comedian? From my limited understanding of the gay scene (that’s a crap word, but you know what I mean) there appears to be two camps… aww crap.. OK, rule 3. No …

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Not here

In a pattern that may well be repeated in the following few days, I’m not here. I’m outside. In the sun. Frying to a crisp… where DID we put those bottles of sun cream from last year? And why oh why oh why can I never ever ever mention sun cream without thinking about Sunscreem? Anyway, I’ve got plans for Friday evening, Saturday afternoon/evening/wee small hours of the morning, and most of Sunday (the hangover bit after Saturday) so I’m gonna get out into the sun whilst it’s here. And you know what’s even more annoying about today in particular? The fact that I’ve been working at home and my wireless connection decide to die on me!! I’ve been stuck …

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Pants on fire

I lie. I have lied. I do lie. I will lie again in the future. Lying is, of course, a terrible thing to do. Awful. Lowest of the low. And I always feel bad when I do it. Heh. I just did it again. I don’t always feel bad when I do it, but I rarely feel good when I do it, but that’s not my fault. That’s the fault of guilt, and that’s not the topic of discussion today. I don’t feel bad when I lie to telephone sales people — Sorry, we’ve JUST had a new kitchen put in… — I don’t feel bad when I lie to tin-rattling charity people — Sorry, just been to the bank, …

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Six

The only reason I’m posting this is because it’s six minutes past six in the morning, on the sixth of June, in the year 2006. That’ll be 06:06 06/06/06. How sad is that?

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