Ahhh the scent of the new year is on the breeze (although weirdly it's mostly whisky and shortbread, ohh and steak pie...). I resolve to be better, to improve, in 2011. I will eat healthier. I will exercise. I will read more books. I will do the things I enjoy. I will embrace positivity and
Every now and then I get a notion to write about something that irks me, a point of view or statement made by someone else that doesn't sit quite right with me. I'll fire up notepad, create a new blank file, and start typing in an effort to coral both my thoughts and the random
I hope you and yours have a wonderful day, a fabulous festive season and here's to a great 2011 for us all!
Mumsy knows me well, she knows I am still a big kid and so she bought me a Lego Advent calendar. It's AWESOME! (if somewhat random...). Each window has a little lego kit to build, all of which will come together and, well, I'm not really sure they WILL all come together, like I said,
I am starting to get royally fedup with this perpetual monotone. I get it, it's winter. Can we move on now? Along with the cold and ice and snow, the rapid filling of my calendar is a sure sign it's the festive season. Communal gatherings of friends and family, and the usual desire to "finish
2011 looms larger and larger in my view and as we start to plan out our goals and aims for the coming year, so I find myself increasingly struggle to make time to write some blog posts, add to that a couple of weeks of food poisoning, and I'm a little behind with things. That
I've almost finished my Christmas shopping. I have one more item (possibly in two parts) to buy and all that will be left will be to badly wrap said presents. And I guess I should buy a Christmas tree at some point but that can wait. Part of my longer term plan for the coming
Symptoms abating. Normality returning. Hopefully in time for the weekend.
AKA Food Poisoning. Is not fun. I will spare you the details. That is all.
This blog is starting to feel like just that, a personal blog, again. That's good, in that I seem to be getting some sort of writing routine back (even if it's still somewhat sporadic) and bad in that I seem to be treating it more like a diary. Anyway, it's my blog, I can do
He hurries in from the cold,shakes his overcoat from his shoulders and hangs it, then his hat, on the bentwood coat stand. He warms his hands on the radiator, crosses the living room to the hi-fi. Bending down he flick-flacks quickly through the LPs, and in practised movement slides an album from its sleeve and
My plan for the early part of next week is to start making updates to content on the ISTC website. However, like all plans, it's already had a curveball thrown at it in that the website was built using DreamWeaver a tool I am neither familiar with, nor fond of. Regardless, I'll muddle through. It's
I was at the Skunk Anansie gig last night and there were a lot of tattoos on display. A lot of them on women including one full lower arm piece. It got me thinking. To have a large piece of ink on display, pretty much all the time, takes an attitude and lifestyle but which
Just been checking my calendar. 12th Nov - Tonight, out for food and drinks. 13th Nov - Tomorrow, hand in registration form at new doctor, go discuss idea for next tattoo with artist. 14th Nov - Sunday, early start at IKEA, then the building of various pieces of furniture whilst watching F1. 15th Nov -
I'm writing this whilst it is still fairly fresh (and only addled by a couple, ok ok, three pints of Guinness)... At the ISTC West of Scotland Area Group meeting last night talk turned to the fairly common topic of "no-one knows what we do". There was some chat about the value we can bring