Sunday, 27 February 2011
Friday, 25 February 2011
Thursday, 24 February 2011
Wednesday 23 February 2011
Today I went in to town which is no surprise seen as I ave gone into town everyday except Sunday now and guess who came with me Zak, Jacob and Josh (if you did not know Josh is Jacobs older brother) First of we played a game of planet strike and the attackers won and guess who was the general of the attackers side me that right the space wolfyest most imperial gaurdein person there is. later on I played another battel which I won and as well as that I helped Jacob pick an army.
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Tuesday 22 February 2011
Today I went in to town with Brandon, Zak and Jacob we went to the Warhammer shop today was the first ever time Jacob had been into a Warhammer store. I lent Jacob a 600 point army for a doubles match which we won we killed all of there troops and did not lose a single model to there return fire!!! we lunched at MacDonald's I changed Jacobs life forever twice once by introducing him to Warhammer and its epicness and then convincing him to try Mr McD's DOUBLE CHEESE BURGER.
Saturday, 19 February 2011
This i's a test post using Swype
At home coughing liked some really unwell thing.Have had the nastiest pfc cold bugs for SEVEN whole days.Can't shift the cough and Deb's had the same bug for most of the week too. She's even worse off than me because shes pulled a middle in her back because of all the coughing. Added too that neither of us can speak for more than a few minutes without losing our voices. I'm hoping I can take the two remaining days of this shift off as holiday and hopefully by Friday the bloody thing may finally, have cleared up!
Friday 18 Febuary 2011
Today was the last day of school before half term :) and that is about all that was different today apart from the fact that I went to James Mee's party first I went on some of he arcade games with Ed and James Lee (it so confusing having 2 James' who's last names rime). Then we did some bowling I came third and forth third in the first game forth in the second there where 6 of us playing. After bowling we went to Frankie's and Bennie's I had spaghetti carbonara for a main course and brownies and ice cream for pudding. Then I went home.
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
Tuesday 15 Febuary 2011
Today I did nothing much except floor someone in PE and we where playing Football LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL how many words did I just use up hang on let me count 14 LOL's make that 15 :) nothing else happened today so, hang on wait a minute I have a new saying what happens when an unstoppable force meet's a squirl the squirl gets flatund MU HA HA HA unless you had not realised I am the unstoppable force and the person how I knocked over in PE was the squirl.
Saturday 13 February 2011
Today I got paid £12 for doing my paper round I then took this money into town and used it to buy food YUM YUM YUM Zak, Brandon and I all painted spiders for a display that is being done by the store but as there was nothing happening we went to gifts for geeks or as it is now called Table top tyrants and I got some scouts which I then put together and played a game with I played against Zak and Brandon.
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Thursday, 10 February 2011
Thursday 10 Febuarry
Today I had science and that may seem dull but it was funny because my class was doing an experiment about freezing water and the effect salt has on that but Henri's class made paper masheay HA HA HA. Then for the last two lessons of the day I had cooking and I made Thai green curry which dose not look that good but what curry dose I have yet to taste it but we are having it tomorrow so hopefully I won't Poisson everyone. later on I played rugby for the school I won most scrums with my hooking skills of doom I also scored a TRY :) which was great.
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Thursday 3 February 2011
Rugby training after school ran through several people on the bags they where so weak that I ran through them like they where 3 year olds. After school Zak and I went to see Tron it was a very good film with a lot of action but there was only 6-7 people in the screen and the ticket was only £2 and £3 for a drink and popcorn.
Wednesday 3 Febuary 3011
Today I went to Scouts and joined the Explorers (with Zak)because the Scouts were learning about fire safety and we had already got that badge. We used knives but it was virtually all talking about knife safety and just as we got the knives we had to go back into the main room to do flag down.
Wed - Holding
Phone, pixelpipe, audioboo, wrong file format, opera, sync 2 phone, Nat segway goonhilly photo, twitter math cheat,
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
Tuesday - Holding
Not much during day other than walk Han to school and silly at gate lovey dovey. No beere or cigs. Brandon and 1st episode misfits Governors finance meeting, John Hips, Steve parks, Johns retiring, IT spending £32K, discussing phone, ebooks audio books etc. raj and yvonne and nick
Monday, 7 February 2011
Monday - Holding ????????????
New Outcasts TV series - missed start cos of stupid Virgin box, TV marathon - Silent Witness, No Ordinary Family, Criminal Minds
Sunday, 6 February 2011
Sunday - Holding - Rugby / Allotment / OT Poorly/ Fin 10:30 /
Julie, Sharon, Susi(?) - not busy headache bali's team
Saturday, 5 February 2011
Friday, 4 February 2011
Friday - holding
Work, JDM off, Has in charge, Nothing much happened so far as i recall so it's make up time. Wiki this day?
Thursday, 3 February 2011
Thursday Heading and tags to be done
Writing a thousand words today may prove to be something of a challenge, especially as I misspelled something three times a moment ago! In fact I appear to have made about five mistakes in the proceeding sentence and just spelt proceeding incorrectly to.
Perhaps that’s the solution I could write a thousand words all of which contain typos so that I wouldn’t actually have to write any actual content. On the other hand if you are going to end up hitting the keys that many times you might as well take the opportunity to write something that makes sense. Oh Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear what a quandary I find myself in!
Well that’s enough opening waffle, I must be sure to save some for the other end of this post…I’m sure I’m going to need it. So what happened this wonderful Wednesday aside for not a lot that is?
Luck chap that I am my eczema has decided to put in an unwelcome reappearance in recent days but not content simply to turn my left hand into a fair imitation of a leper colony it has decided to extend its reach to other parts of me glorious body. In particular, I discovered that patches were starting to appear on my legs and lower back. These weren’t expressed like the skin peeling away from my fingers; rather these patches resembled small grazes and were exceedingly itchy. I know that a couple of the kids at school with Hannah suffer from very severe eczema and my heart aches for them; as an adult what I go through is bad enough but it must be a living hell for those poor mites. Anyway, the upshot was that I spent a thoroughly unpleasant day scratching and exacerbating the problem. We’d run out of steroid cream and being without funds I couldn’t even pop across to the chemist to buy some non-prescription cream to help relieve the itching! Eventually I did go to bed but was unable to get any decent sleep; whenever I did manage to drop off I would shortly there after rub up against an inflamed area and immediately wake up. By the time Nat came to get me out of bed at 6:00 I was exhausted. I managed to a small amount of dinner but gave most of it to Hannah. I could hardly keep my eyes open and finally decided to bite the bullet and ring JDM to see if I could take the night off as holiday. Luckily I must have spoken to him before he heard from H, who had gotten pissed at his daughter’s birthday celebrations where his brother in law had spiked his coke, so he wasn’t aware that H was going to be absent too. He agreed that we there were sufficient staff available and agreed to my request. It’s ironic that the evening before during our team brief we’d gone over the new holiday arrangements and agreed that, in future we would all try to avoid requesting holiday at short notice! I returned to bed immediately and eventually fell asleep and slept until approximately 3:00. I woke to go to the loo and Deborah’s snoring prevented me from getting back to sleep so I decided to cut my losses and go down stairs. I had meant to catch up on some of the TV programmes I’d recorded but thought I’d log on to the PC first just to catch up on emails etc. I was still there when Nat came down at 6:00. I asked him if he’d like me to go with him on his newspaper round. As always, he said “if you want to” which is Nat speak for “yes please” so we kitted up and set off to do the round. Well that’s everything that happened on Wednesday and I’m still well over three hundred words short of the thousand word target, as I had anticipated, so it’s time once again to turn to the waffle machine of nonsense for inspiration. I’ve just made the stupid mistake of actually stopping for a moment in order to wait for inspiration. If it were possible to photograph your thoughts then a photo of mine at that moment would have been a complete blank signifying a complete absence of ideas. Never remove your fingers from the key board just keep hammering away because the moment you stop to think you are lost. Trying to consciously think of something to think about is almost as difficult as deliberately trying not to think about something. The very act, in the case of trying not to think about “something” means you are in fact thinking about that very “something” that you’re trying not to think about and so you are lost before you’ve began. Well think of the reverse of that and you’ll have a picture of what it’s like to try to think of something to say when you know that’s what you are trying to do. I hope that made sense but if it didn’t it at least got me nearer to my target and in the end that’s all that really counts. I wonder how much more complete nonsensical bollocks I’ve got to write before I get to my target. The problem is that when I do reach it I’ve then got to do the same thing for Thursday because I’m actually writing this at 02:08 on Friday 4/2 morning. Oh bugger, I’ve still got one hundred and six words to go; well not at this point but back where I started the sentence with Oh bugger. Obviously I’ve now got one hundred and six words less the words I’ve written up to this point to go plus to go. However even being a pedant about it isn’t going to get me all the way to where I want to be in terms of total words written so I’m still in need of inspiration but bearing in mind what happened the last time I stopped to get inspired I’m hesitant to do that again. So I find myself in something of a quandary; if I stop typing and wait for the muse then it’s likely I won’t be able to continue whereas if I don’t stop and just keep on typing I’m not going to have anything to type other than this longwinded description of my predicament which is, at least, helping me on my way. Well isn’t that just like life in general the less you have to say the more you speak. I’m well on my way to being a literary empty vessel. Oh well it’s all academic now because I’ve just realised that I’m now approaching eleven hundred words and that thousand word target is a thing of the past and so is eleven hundred for that matter! Bye the Bye, I just recalled what I did on the PC during those lost hours! I discovered Calibre an Ebook application which I downloaded and played with. Technically this was something that happened on Thursday so I’ll go into more detail in the next post and it’ll give me a chance to hit that thousand word target. Oh and I downloaded series five of Dexter! Finally, I’m now over twelve hundred so how’s that for writing then Boyo?
Perhaps that’s the solution I could write a thousand words all of which contain typos so that I wouldn’t actually have to write any actual content. On the other hand if you are going to end up hitting the keys that many times you might as well take the opportunity to write something that makes sense. Oh Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear what a quandary I find myself in!
Well that’s enough opening waffle, I must be sure to save some for the other end of this post…I’m sure I’m going to need it. So what happened this wonderful Wednesday aside for not a lot that is?
Luck chap that I am my eczema has decided to put in an unwelcome reappearance in recent days but not content simply to turn my left hand into a fair imitation of a leper colony it has decided to extend its reach to other parts of me glorious body. In particular, I discovered that patches were starting to appear on my legs and lower back. These weren’t expressed like the skin peeling away from my fingers; rather these patches resembled small grazes and were exceedingly itchy. I know that a couple of the kids at school with Hannah suffer from very severe eczema and my heart aches for them; as an adult what I go through is bad enough but it must be a living hell for those poor mites. Anyway, the upshot was that I spent a thoroughly unpleasant day scratching and exacerbating the problem. We’d run out of steroid cream and being without funds I couldn’t even pop across to the chemist to buy some non-prescription cream to help relieve the itching! Eventually I did go to bed but was unable to get any decent sleep; whenever I did manage to drop off I would shortly there after rub up against an inflamed area and immediately wake up. By the time Nat came to get me out of bed at 6:00 I was exhausted. I managed to a small amount of dinner but gave most of it to Hannah. I could hardly keep my eyes open and finally decided to bite the bullet and ring JDM to see if I could take the night off as holiday. Luckily I must have spoken to him before he heard from H, who had gotten pissed at his daughter’s birthday celebrations where his brother in law had spiked his coke, so he wasn’t aware that H was going to be absent too. He agreed that we there were sufficient staff available and agreed to my request. It’s ironic that the evening before during our team brief we’d gone over the new holiday arrangements and agreed that, in future we would all try to avoid requesting holiday at short notice! I returned to bed immediately and eventually fell asleep and slept until approximately 3:00. I woke to go to the loo and Deborah’s snoring prevented me from getting back to sleep so I decided to cut my losses and go down stairs. I had meant to catch up on some of the TV programmes I’d recorded but thought I’d log on to the PC first just to catch up on emails etc. I was still there when Nat came down at 6:00. I asked him if he’d like me to go with him on his newspaper round. As always, he said “if you want to” which is Nat speak for “yes please” so we kitted up and set off to do the round. Well that’s everything that happened on Wednesday and I’m still well over three hundred words short of the thousand word target, as I had anticipated, so it’s time once again to turn to the waffle machine of nonsense for inspiration. I’ve just made the stupid mistake of actually stopping for a moment in order to wait for inspiration. If it were possible to photograph your thoughts then a photo of mine at that moment would have been a complete blank signifying a complete absence of ideas. Never remove your fingers from the key board just keep hammering away because the moment you stop to think you are lost. Trying to consciously think of something to think about is almost as difficult as deliberately trying not to think about something. The very act, in the case of trying not to think about “something” means you are in fact thinking about that very “something” that you’re trying not to think about and so you are lost before you’ve began. Well think of the reverse of that and you’ll have a picture of what it’s like to try to think of something to say when you know that’s what you are trying to do. I hope that made sense but if it didn’t it at least got me nearer to my target and in the end that’s all that really counts. I wonder how much more complete nonsensical bollocks I’ve got to write before I get to my target. The problem is that when I do reach it I’ve then got to do the same thing for Thursday because I’m actually writing this at 02:08 on Friday 4/2 morning. Oh bugger, I’ve still got one hundred and six words to go; well not at this point but back where I started the sentence with Oh bugger. Obviously I’ve now got one hundred and six words less the words I’ve written up to this point to go plus to go. However even being a pedant about it isn’t going to get me all the way to where I want to be in terms of total words written so I’m still in need of inspiration but bearing in mind what happened the last time I stopped to get inspired I’m hesitant to do that again. So I find myself in something of a quandary; if I stop typing and wait for the muse then it’s likely I won’t be able to continue whereas if I don’t stop and just keep on typing I’m not going to have anything to type other than this longwinded description of my predicament which is, at least, helping me on my way. Well isn’t that just like life in general the less you have to say the more you speak. I’m well on my way to being a literary empty vessel. Oh well it’s all academic now because I’ve just realised that I’m now approaching eleven hundred words and that thousand word target is a thing of the past and so is eleven hundred for that matter! Bye the Bye, I just recalled what I did on the PC during those lost hours! I discovered Calibre an Ebook application which I downloaded and played with. Technically this was something that happened on Thursday so I’ll go into more detail in the next post and it’ll give me a chance to hit that thousand word target. Oh and I downloaded series five of Dexter! Finally, I’m now over twelve hundred so how’s that for writing then Boyo?
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
Haedings and Tags 2 be Done
Writing a thousand words today may prove to be something of a challenge, especially as I misspelled something three times a moment ago! In fact I appear to have made about five mistakes in the proceeding sentence and just spelt proceeding incorrectly to.
Perhaps that’s the solution I could write a thousand words all of which contain typos so that I wouldn’t actually have to write any actual content. On the other hand if you are going to end up hitting the keys that many times you might as well take the opportunity to write something that makes sense. Oh Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear what a quandary I find myself in!
Well that’s enough opening waffle, I must be sure to save some for the other end of this post…I’m sure I’m going to need it. So what happened this wonderful Wednesday aside for not a lot that is?
Luck chap that I am my eczema has decided to put in an unwelcome reappearance in recent days but not content simply to turn my left hand into a fair imitation of a leper colony it has decided to extend its reach to other parts of me glorious body. In particular, I discovered that patches were starting to appear on my legs and lower back. These weren’t expressed like the skin peeling away from my fingers; rather these patches resembled small grazes and were exceedingly itchy. I know that a couple of the kids at school with Hannah suffer from very severe eczema and my heart aches for them; as an adult what I go through is bad enough but it must be a living hell for those poor mites. Anyway, the upshot was that I spent a thoroughly unpleasant day scratching and exacerbating the problem. We’d run out of steroid cream and being without funds I couldn’t even pop across to the chemist to buy some non-prescription cream to help relieve the itching! Eventually I did go to bed but was unable to get any decent sleep; whenever I did manage to drop off I would shortly there after rub up against an inflamed area and immediately wake up. By the time Nat came to get me out of bed at 6:00 I was exhausted. I managed to a small amount of dinner but gave most of it to Hannah. I could hardly keep my eyes open and finally decided to bite the bullet and ring JDM to see if I could take the night off as holiday. Luckily I must have spoken to him before he heard from H, who had gotten pissed at his daughter’s birthday celebrations where his brother in law had spiked his coke, so he wasn’t aware that H was going to be absent too. He agreed that we there were sufficient staff available and agreed to my request. It’s ironic that the evening before during our team brief we’d gone over the new holiday arrangements and agreed that, in future we would all try to avoid requesting holiday at short notice! I returned to bed immediately and eventually fell asleep and slept until approximately 3:00. I woke to go to the loo and Deborah’s snoring prevented me from getting back to sleep so I decided to cut my losses and go down stairs. I had meant to catch up on some of the TV programmes I’d recorded but thought I’d log on to the PC first just to catch up on emails etc. I was still there when Nat came down at 6:00. I asked him if he’d like me to go with him on his newspaper round. As always, he said “if you want to” which is Nat speak for “yes please” so we kitted up and set off to do the round. Well that’s everything that happened on Wednesday and I’m still well over three hundred words short of the thousand word target, as I had anticipated, so it’s time once again to turn to the waffle machine of nonsense for inspiration. I’ve just made the stupid mistake of actually stopping for a moment in order to wait for inspiration. If it were possible to photograph your thoughts then a photo of mine at that moment would have been a complete blank signifying a complete absence of ideas. Never remove your fingers from the key board just keep hammering away because the moment you stop to think you are lost. Trying to consciously think of something to think about is almost as difficult as deliberately trying not to think about something. The very act, in the case of trying not to think about “something” means you are in fact thinking about that very “something” that you’re trying not to think about and so you are lost before you’ve began. Well think of the reverse of that and you’ll have a picture of what it’s like to try to think of something to say when you know that’s what you are trying to do. I hope that made sense but if it didn’t it at least got me nearer to my target and in the end that’s all that really counts. I wonder how much more complete nonsensical bollocks I’ve got to write before I get to my target. The problem is that when I do reach it I’ve then got to do the same thing for Thursday because I’m actually writing this at 02:08 on Friday 4/2 morning. Oh bugger, I’ve still got one hundred and six words to go; well not at this point but back where I started the sentence with Oh bugger. Obviously I’ve now got one hundred and six words less the words I’ve written up to this point to go plus to go. However even being a pedant about it isn’t going to get me all the way to where I want to be in terms of total words written so I’m still in need of inspiration but bearing in mind what happened the last time I stopped to get inspired I’m hesitant to do that again. So I find myself in something of a quandary; if I stop typing and wait for the muse then it’s likely I won’t be able to continue whereas if I don’t stop and just keep on typing I’m not going to have anything to type other than this longwinded description of my predicament which is, at least, helping me on my way. Well isn’t that just like life in general the less you have to say the more you speak. I’m well on my way to being a literary empty vessel. Oh well it’s all academic now because I’ve just realised that I’m now approaching eleven hundred words and that thousand word target is a thing of the past and so is eleven hundred for that matter! Bye the Bye, I just recalled what I did on the PC during those lost hours! I discovered Calibre an Ebook application which I downloaded and played with. Technically this was something that happened on Thursday so I’ll go into more detail in the next post and it’ll give me a chance to hit that thousand word target. Oh and I downloaded series five of Dexter! Finally, I’m now over twelve hundred so how’s that for writing then Boyo?
Perhaps that’s the solution I could write a thousand words all of which contain typos so that I wouldn’t actually have to write any actual content. On the other hand if you are going to end up hitting the keys that many times you might as well take the opportunity to write something that makes sense. Oh Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear what a quandary I find myself in!
Well that’s enough opening waffle, I must be sure to save some for the other end of this post…I’m sure I’m going to need it. So what happened this wonderful Wednesday aside for not a lot that is?
Luck chap that I am my eczema has decided to put in an unwelcome reappearance in recent days but not content simply to turn my left hand into a fair imitation of a leper colony it has decided to extend its reach to other parts of me glorious body. In particular, I discovered that patches were starting to appear on my legs and lower back. These weren’t expressed like the skin peeling away from my fingers; rather these patches resembled small grazes and were exceedingly itchy. I know that a couple of the kids at school with Hannah suffer from very severe eczema and my heart aches for them; as an adult what I go through is bad enough but it must be a living hell for those poor mites. Anyway, the upshot was that I spent a thoroughly unpleasant day scratching and exacerbating the problem. We’d run out of steroid cream and being without funds I couldn’t even pop across to the chemist to buy some non-prescription cream to help relieve the itching! Eventually I did go to bed but was unable to get any decent sleep; whenever I did manage to drop off I would shortly there after rub up against an inflamed area and immediately wake up. By the time Nat came to get me out of bed at 6:00 I was exhausted. I managed to a small amount of dinner but gave most of it to Hannah. I could hardly keep my eyes open and finally decided to bite the bullet and ring JDM to see if I could take the night off as holiday. Luckily I must have spoken to him before he heard from H, who had gotten pissed at his daughter’s birthday celebrations where his brother in law had spiked his coke, so he wasn’t aware that H was going to be absent too. He agreed that we there were sufficient staff available and agreed to my request. It’s ironic that the evening before during our team brief we’d gone over the new holiday arrangements and agreed that, in future we would all try to avoid requesting holiday at short notice! I returned to bed immediately and eventually fell asleep and slept until approximately 3:00. I woke to go to the loo and Deborah’s snoring prevented me from getting back to sleep so I decided to cut my losses and go down stairs. I had meant to catch up on some of the TV programmes I’d recorded but thought I’d log on to the PC first just to catch up on emails etc. I was still there when Nat came down at 6:00. I asked him if he’d like me to go with him on his newspaper round. As always, he said “if you want to” which is Nat speak for “yes please” so we kitted up and set off to do the round. Well that’s everything that happened on Wednesday and I’m still well over three hundred words short of the thousand word target, as I had anticipated, so it’s time once again to turn to the waffle machine of nonsense for inspiration. I’ve just made the stupid mistake of actually stopping for a moment in order to wait for inspiration. If it were possible to photograph your thoughts then a photo of mine at that moment would have been a complete blank signifying a complete absence of ideas. Never remove your fingers from the key board just keep hammering away because the moment you stop to think you are lost. Trying to consciously think of something to think about is almost as difficult as deliberately trying not to think about something. The very act, in the case of trying not to think about “something” means you are in fact thinking about that very “something” that you’re trying not to think about and so you are lost before you’ve began. Well think of the reverse of that and you’ll have a picture of what it’s like to try to think of something to say when you know that’s what you are trying to do. I hope that made sense but if it didn’t it at least got me nearer to my target and in the end that’s all that really counts. I wonder how much more complete nonsensical bollocks I’ve got to write before I get to my target. The problem is that when I do reach it I’ve then got to do the same thing for Thursday because I’m actually writing this at 02:08 on Friday 4/2 morning. Oh bugger, I’ve still got one hundred and six words to go; well not at this point but back where I started the sentence with Oh bugger. Obviously I’ve now got one hundred and six words less the words I’ve written up to this point to go plus to go. However even being a pedant about it isn’t going to get me all the way to where I want to be in terms of total words written so I’m still in need of inspiration but bearing in mind what happened the last time I stopped to get inspired I’m hesitant to do that again. So I find myself in something of a quandary; if I stop typing and wait for the muse then it’s likely I won’t be able to continue whereas if I don’t stop and just keep on typing I’m not going to have anything to type other than this longwinded description of my predicament which is, at least, helping me on my way. Well isn’t that just like life in general the less you have to say the more you speak. I’m well on my way to being a literary empty vessel. Oh well it’s all academic now because I’ve just realised that I’m now approaching eleven hundred words and that thousand word target is a thing of the past and so is eleven hundred for that matter! Bye the Bye, I just recalled what I did on the PC during those lost hours! I discovered Calibre an Ebook application which I downloaded and played with. Technically this was something that happened on Thursday so I’ll go into more detail in the next post and it’ll give me a chance to hit that thousand word target. Oh and I downloaded series five of Dexter! Finally, I’m now over twelve hundred so how’s that for writing then Boyo?
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
Haedings and Tags to be Done
Nat came downstairs at 6:00 and guess what? After we’d returned for his paper round he sat on his arse reading White Dwarf (the Warhammer magazine) before being remaindered, yet again, that he needed to get his act together get upstairs and get changed for school. If only he’d read academic material with such enthusiasm!
Nat normally, sort of, cycles to school but today was the last stage of the Kenya Trip selection process and so he was going to have to stay behind after at school whilst this took place. Because of this Deborah was going to drive him there and then pick him up later when he’d finished. I was going to walk Hannah to school and take Monty out for a walk at the same time. However, shortly after dropping Nat off, Deborah returned after she’s dropped Nat off and offered to take Hannah to school because it had just started pouring with rain.
Poor old Monty, he’s got used to going to school with Hannah and was getting really excited as she got dressed ready to leave. The Deborah arrives and tells us that it’s too wet to walk and the poor sod misses out. The upshot of this was that, even more than normal, he drove me to distraction continually bringing a ball to me to throw for him. In addition he went into his mad mode and started running back and forth and leaping on to the sofa in his weird fanatical way. I’ve never seen another dog do this and I keep trying to film him but by the time I’ve grabbed my phone and got the video operational he’s stopped. In fact I think he waits until he sees me grab the phone before switching immediately in to calm mode…the little bastard! He seems determined not to allow me to become a YouTube star on the back of his strange behaviour.
Our new shift starts tonight so I needed to go to bed and get a few hours sleep. I decided I’d watch the great JK show first but ended up putting this on hold because I was busy on the PC. By the time I’d got round to watching it was nearly midday and as I was about to go to bed the postman knocked the door and delivered the car phone holder I’d ordered a few days before on eBay. Oh Dear, what a Silly Billy I then became. I decided, you see, to open it there and then and take a look at how it worked before going to beddibyes. I, finally, managed to work out how to fit the phone on it and then, after I’d done that, I tried to get it to adhere to the mantle by use of the vacuum cup on its bottom. Well it only took me roughly 10 minutes to put the thing back together after it fell from the mantel and the good news is that it didn’t appear to be damaged and nor did my phone. I suppose I should consider myself lucky in so much as it fell onto the carpet rather than on to the slate hearth.
Oh I almost forgot, Donna had bought Deborah a Halogen Heater, which was on special offer somewhere in Loughborough – where Jonathon lives, and yesterday she and Hannah had brought home for her place. I’d tried it this morning because the Central Heating had gone off and it was bleeding cold and low and behold it worked as well as I’ve often told customers they do. A very nice beam of directed heat straight at me on the settee (I’m sick of writing sofa we never call it that anyway).
Finally, off to bed for some sleep and podcasts with a hot water bottle to keep me warm and I spent the afternoon alternating between sleep and rewinding Digital planet to see whether or not I’d heard all of it or if I’d gone to sleep during it. Eventually I managed to hear it all, some of it more than once or even thrice!
Nat woke me at about 5:30 and briefly told me about the latest stage in the Kenya selection procedure. This time they’d been set tasks to do in small groups, such as move a bucket of tennis balls from the bucket they’re in to another without touching the bucket and that sort of thing. He told me he’d managed these fairly easily, after 10 years in Scouts I’d have been surprised if he hadn’t, and that he’s had to change groups for each task. They were told that they would be informed as soon as possible who’d got through so, may be, with any luck, we might find out tomorrow. If he does somehow manage to get through we are going to have to put our heads together and come up with some ideas to raise sponsorship money for him. Even if next winter is as bad as this one has been I very much doubt that I’d be able to finance this on overtime alone.
Usual frosty silence between Deborah and me, she tried to break the ice but what’s the point it’ll only happen again before you know it so it seems better to remain monosyllabic. I think it was spaghetti and meatballs for tea but to be honest I can’t really recall. Got my stuff ready for work and left around 7:00 made it in for 7:30 but still late logging on because, as luck would have it, experience an urgent call of nature about 7:45. As usual there were calls in queue when we signed on but soon these were cleared and we signed off for a team brief at 9:00. Poorly old JDM having a rough time of it at the moment, his daughter Natalie, who’s working temporarily as a waitress, cut her hand, badly, on a large piece of glass at work and will have to have an operation tomorrow. It appears that the glass may have sliced the tendon in BELOW HER RIGHT INDEX FINGER SO THIS COULD TAKE QUITE AWHILE TO HEAL. What with JDM’s wife being knocked over by a dog and this eventually they’ll be swimming in compensation but that doesn’t mean much now.
The rest of the night passed fairly quietly due in part to the fact that the Mersey Mouth came to work with a bad neck and immediately went home…Hooray. We were busy until about 1:00AM then it dropped off and I took the opportunity to get this week’s blogs up to date, hopefully I’ll be able to do the same tonight for those still unfinished over the Christmas period. Eventually I may even find the time to insert the appropriate videos and photographs…fat chance!
Nat normally, sort of, cycles to school but today was the last stage of the Kenya Trip selection process and so he was going to have to stay behind after at school whilst this took place. Because of this Deborah was going to drive him there and then pick him up later when he’d finished. I was going to walk Hannah to school and take Monty out for a walk at the same time. However, shortly after dropping Nat off, Deborah returned after she’s dropped Nat off and offered to take Hannah to school because it had just started pouring with rain.
Poor old Monty, he’s got used to going to school with Hannah and was getting really excited as she got dressed ready to leave. The Deborah arrives and tells us that it’s too wet to walk and the poor sod misses out. The upshot of this was that, even more than normal, he drove me to distraction continually bringing a ball to me to throw for him. In addition he went into his mad mode and started running back and forth and leaping on to the sofa in his weird fanatical way. I’ve never seen another dog do this and I keep trying to film him but by the time I’ve grabbed my phone and got the video operational he’s stopped. In fact I think he waits until he sees me grab the phone before switching immediately in to calm mode…the little bastard! He seems determined not to allow me to become a YouTube star on the back of his strange behaviour.
Our new shift starts tonight so I needed to go to bed and get a few hours sleep. I decided I’d watch the great JK show first but ended up putting this on hold because I was busy on the PC. By the time I’d got round to watching it was nearly midday and as I was about to go to bed the postman knocked the door and delivered the car phone holder I’d ordered a few days before on eBay. Oh Dear, what a Silly Billy I then became. I decided, you see, to open it there and then and take a look at how it worked before going to beddibyes. I, finally, managed to work out how to fit the phone on it and then, after I’d done that, I tried to get it to adhere to the mantle by use of the vacuum cup on its bottom. Well it only took me roughly 10 minutes to put the thing back together after it fell from the mantel and the good news is that it didn’t appear to be damaged and nor did my phone. I suppose I should consider myself lucky in so much as it fell onto the carpet rather than on to the slate hearth.
Oh I almost forgot, Donna had bought Deborah a Halogen Heater, which was on special offer somewhere in Loughborough – where Jonathon lives, and yesterday she and Hannah had brought home for her place. I’d tried it this morning because the Central Heating had gone off and it was bleeding cold and low and behold it worked as well as I’ve often told customers they do. A very nice beam of directed heat straight at me on the settee (I’m sick of writing sofa we never call it that anyway).
Finally, off to bed for some sleep and podcasts with a hot water bottle to keep me warm and I spent the afternoon alternating between sleep and rewinding Digital planet to see whether or not I’d heard all of it or if I’d gone to sleep during it. Eventually I managed to hear it all, some of it more than once or even thrice!
Nat woke me at about 5:30 and briefly told me about the latest stage in the Kenya selection procedure. This time they’d been set tasks to do in small groups, such as move a bucket of tennis balls from the bucket they’re in to another without touching the bucket and that sort of thing. He told me he’d managed these fairly easily, after 10 years in Scouts I’d have been surprised if he hadn’t, and that he’s had to change groups for each task. They were told that they would be informed as soon as possible who’d got through so, may be, with any luck, we might find out tomorrow. If he does somehow manage to get through we are going to have to put our heads together and come up with some ideas to raise sponsorship money for him. Even if next winter is as bad as this one has been I very much doubt that I’d be able to finance this on overtime alone.
Usual frosty silence between Deborah and me, she tried to break the ice but what’s the point it’ll only happen again before you know it so it seems better to remain monosyllabic. I think it was spaghetti and meatballs for tea but to be honest I can’t really recall. Got my stuff ready for work and left around 7:00 made it in for 7:30 but still late logging on because, as luck would have it, experience an urgent call of nature about 7:45. As usual there were calls in queue when we signed on but soon these were cleared and we signed off for a team brief at 9:00. Poorly old JDM having a rough time of it at the moment, his daughter Natalie, who’s working temporarily as a waitress, cut her hand, badly, on a large piece of glass at work and will have to have an operation tomorrow. It appears that the glass may have sliced the tendon in BELOW HER RIGHT INDEX FINGER SO THIS COULD TAKE QUITE AWHILE TO HEAL. What with JDM’s wife being knocked over by a dog and this eventually they’ll be swimming in compensation but that doesn’t mean much now.
The rest of the night passed fairly quietly due in part to the fact that the Mersey Mouth came to work with a bad neck and immediately went home…Hooray. We were busy until about 1:00AM then it dropped off and I took the opportunity to get this week’s blogs up to date, hopefully I’ll be able to do the same tonight for those still unfinished over the Christmas period. Eventually I may even find the time to insert the appropriate videos and photographs…fat chance!
Tuesday 1 Febuary 2011
Today I had the last stage of the Kenya selection proses. We had to do team building challenges and I think I did OK some examples are that you had to come up with a song and dance and perform it in 5 minutes just like the last lot that went had to do I the orfanige we also did a challenge where you all stood in a circal facing out holding hands and you had to get the hoop all the way round the circlal.
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