Strange week – kinda floated through it. Accomplished most of what I meant to. Most, not all – I’ve really gone off the boil as far as the design aspect of this site is concerned (hey who said I was never on!). Still working at it.

No Zeldman to ease me into the day, no k10k to consume at lunchtime, and too slow a connection for various CoolStop Flash picks. Strange week.

Still I do feel refreshed and ready to go back to work with some vigour. Promotion aside (I’m a Manager now!) it’s time to step up my game and really push things. I can see the trouble spots but they will be handled when they arise. Onward and upward… just another couple of mornings in bed first though..


I was in a church, yesterday, for the first time in, oohhh…4 years? longer? I felt very hypocritical, but was glad I went – it reminded me why it leaves such a strange taste in my mouth.

Now, don’t get me wrong (again…), I have amazing respect for anyone who can devote themselves to a religion, mainly because I could never do it myself. I still don’t understand how anyone could let their minds and souls be controlled in such a fashion.

The thing that struck me most, and something I had never really noticed before now, was how the picture of the world at large was divided easily into black and white. Church of Scotland is by no means a strict branch of christianity, and is often seen as ‘less religious’ than Catholicism, but both branches share similar doctrines. “This is the way we do things, you must do them our way, any other way is wrong.” Whilst this is never fully stated, it is thinly veiled in the ritual that is a Sunday morning service.

On the plus side, there is a definite community appeal to attending church. It is like an extended family, but then again, I could say the same about my circle of friends – except that we have a more interesting time as we don’t all believe or do the same things.

The Church of Scotland complains that people are turning away from God, and after experiencing the service on Sunday, I can see why. The exclusivity of common knowledge, when you are the one who is excluded, is a very lonely feeling. You feel out of place, nervous, uncomfortable.

My lack of faith doesn’t disturb me, or frighten me, it is a comfort. I am happy in the knowledge that I am not blinkered, that I can look around and see things for myself. I may not always like what I see, but I will never condemn anyone for their beliefs, I hope you don’t condemn me for mine.

bookmark_borderMucho relaxo

I love this state of mind. It’s Wednesday and I’m not quite sure the date. It’s amazing how easily I’ve slipped out of work mode. I suppose sitting about doing nothing is helping though. Mucho relaxo. I’ll be working on the new design this afternoon, and would imagine it will be done for the end of the week. I’m also working on a skin for NextStart at the moment. Whistler style. Nothing new, but it fits my current WindowBlinds skin.

Excellent weekend BTW. A couple of drinks on Saturday – we are still deciding what will be our ‘local’ and the obvious choice is straight across the road – (I can see it if I lean back in my seat). Parents appeared with Sunday dinner (M&S food court stuff.. yummy!) and we nattered for ages. Excellent. Must do it more often.

October 29th is now etched in my brain. Seeing S and the baby (and A and the cat of course…).


Once again it is the other stories that capture the memory. Derek Redmond being helped to hobble to finish his heat, Muhammad Ali collecting his gold (again), and Eric the Eel. A man who had never swum 100 metres and had never seen a 50m pool. 16,000 people watched him ‘race’ and win his heat. The other two swimmers in his heat were disqualified for a false start, meaning all he had to do was complete the distance to go through. Brilliant, I was on the edge of my seat, yelling. Those are the moments that I remember about the Olympics.

Mind you a tear entered my eye when Mr.Redgrave made it 5 in 5.

Zeldman – new splash page, and clever background effect. Hmmmm, might have to change my new design.


Sore leg – no I mean really really sore. Knee in calf muscle sore. Limping heavily sore. Already phoned doctor sore (which, as Louise will testify, means it must be really really sore…).

Still I’m on holiday next week. No not going anywhere, but I am hoping to get the re-design finished. Mind you after all the hype I suspect it won’t live up to expectations! Mine included.

bookmark_borderFive ring circus

Feeling decidely… different over the last couple of days. Difficult to put my finger on what it is though. Maybe I’m being inspired by the Olympics, all that achievement and glory.