Three days off

Stumbling for my slumber, I plod downstairs, idly stuff a chunk of fudge into my mouth whilst reading the note left for me. Darling, Please hang up the washing, and put the box of photos back in the loft. Please. Ta Luv ya. L xx Ahh yes, it’s the high life for me. Day one of three days off work, the sun is shining and I might go for a wander round the shops this afternoon. If I can be bothered. In the meantime I’m trying to sort out a solicitor to deal with our re-mortgaging as the one we used previously is refusing to either return my calls or answer his damn phone. So I’ve phoned someone else, they’ll …

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12 + 12 = 24

Thank fuck I’m on holiday for the rest of the week. Two 12 hour days and I’m done in. So it was great to come home tonight and find a parcel of goodies waiting for me, specifically some yummy fudge (VERY yummy) and some salt water taffy! Now, I’ll happily admit that my only experience with salt water taffy was that episode in Friends, the one where… something ‘zany’ happened no doubt. So it was with some trepidation that Louise and I unwrapped the little chunks, popped them in our mouths and slowly started to chew. And whaddya know, they’re delicious! Slightly sour/salty sweet chewy things, very hard to describe but very more-ish. If it wasn’t so late I’d probably …

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Random thoughts

How big are your feet? Are they bigger now than they were a couple of years ago? Mine seem to be having just bought a pair of size 11 trainers at the weekend. I’m normally a size 10. Odd. Passion fruit, nice but ultimately kind of annoying. Tasty, but the seeds get in the way. Glares. I received a few over the weekend, all from parents. Is it wrong for me to ask their children to pick up something they’ve just knocked onto the floor? Especially when it no case was it accidental? Apparently so, but not wrong enough that any of them said anything, they just stood and glared at me for having the effrontery to point out that …

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What the BEEEP!

Up and out this morning, a little stiff after my run last night, but feeling good. A few random purchases later – all sale items, including a long sleeved running top for £15 (Ron Hill no less), and a new pair of trainers (to replace the pair I bought some six years ago) – we returned home. I’d promised to throw out my old trainers, despite them still being very comfortable.. you know how it is… and in general have a tidy up. So, armed with a bin bag in hand I ventured upstairs, opened the spare room cupboard and surveyed the devastation. Don’t know about you but I’m pretty sure most homes have an area like this, a black …

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GORDON MUST DIE!

Those words, writ large on an A4 notepad, have been shown to me three times this afternoon. Now, I realise that we are reaching that point in the project where tempers get a little ‘stretched’ and that, at such times, we tend to resort to some fairly black humour, but surely that is going a little too far? Don’t you think? It’s almost as if, whilst he was in the midst of de-bugging a particularly onerous problem (office tip: you can judge the difficulty of the bug by the amount and volume of swearing), someone, who will remain nameless, somehow managed to accidentally unplug his computer. Ahem.

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Black Ink Only

Ohh the wonder, the unbridled joy that is filling in a mortgage application. For starters I’m having to fill in a paper form, PAPER AND PEN, and with it being a joint mortgage I’m having to fill in everything twice. Sort of… You see the real bug bear with these things, is the lack of distinct instruction. Some parts of the form, personal details, employment details and whatnot, are split into two columns, one for me and one for Louise. Yet the ‘address’ section requires me to write out our address twice, as does the contact details, age of property, rooms etc etc. In the past, on other forms of a financial nature, I’ve put “see spouse” only to have …

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Too much in my head

Blimey, ever get one of those weeks when, all of a sudden, EVERYTHING starts to happen? Now so of the following I knew was coming up, but the majority of it has kinda snuck up on me. At work we are counting to down to a minor release, hoping to get everything done for the end of the week. Nothing too stressful in that but it does mean a lot of last minute chasing of bits and bobs. We are currently re-mortgaging as the fixed rate period for our current mortgage runs out after the next payment. We’ve got a deal we want, and the paperwork has just popped through the door. Need to get on that ASAP or we’ll …

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BBC News

I WAS going to write about the article on Jacqueline Gold and discuss whether her Ann Summers shops were adding to the objectification of women, or whether they were helping women become more confident, empowered and… something else that fits the feminist checklist. I WAS going to write about whether being normal was a good thing, or not and at what point ‘being normal’ becomes extraordinary. I WAS going to tackle, as I said I would, the situation in the Middle East, hopefully offering some suggestions as to what (if I had the power) I would do to help rectify things but, in balance, I’m not sure there is much anyone can do. The simple fact, in that situation, is …

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Puppies and Mountains

What a wonderful weekend. Nothing much on Saturday, we pottered about the house for most of the day before heading down to visit our new god-puppies. I’ve not seen them for a week or so but they are growing up fast. They were very excited — I’ve got the scratch marks to prove it — and we had a ball playing with them. The ulterior motive was, of course, to get them knackered out so that they might sleep through the night. And then, yesterday, we spent the day on a cabin cruiser on Loch Lomond. Photos will follow but I always forget just how stunning the scenery is as you get further up the loch. We stopped off at …

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