Blat

Erics at the Everyman with Shan is so much better than I'd hoped. Recommend it to anyone. Who'd've thought it, me enjoying a musical! Left the new wheels at work and hopped a train into town. Ran round after laces, cable ties and a new Trio card which necessitated a new startled ferret photo.

Big adventure of the day today was taking the wheels along the prom mto Aigburth station. I am so unfit it is unbelievable...... Then home, No Mercy for jumper and stuff for Cal in anticipation of the Dad and Lads cub camp this weekend.

New Set o' Wheels

Long time no post. In a bid to avoid the whole Jon Beast thing to be mean with the old go juice and because I've remembered what trains are for in the last few months, I've joined the PCT's bit of the Cycle Scheme. So having recieved the requisite voucher yesterday and nipped to Picton Cycles, I am now the fattest and unfittest cyclist in town. So if you see a puffing heap of fluorescent yellow it'll be me. Cycled to the station at Hunts Cross this morning via Ducky Pond, past a Moorhen and Heron (both looked down their beaks at me) and arrived there breathing heavily. Onto the train and off at Brunswick and onto the bike and into work. Latter bit felt a bit easier. Truth be told I'm suprised how unfit I am.

Tour

Carlton de Brug - Eindhoven Best Western - Jena Ramada Resident - Dresden Ramada Globus - Berlin Golden Tulip - Arnhem - Velp Somewhere in Belguim

Gugug and Stuff

A weekend of trying to avoid whistling 'Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues'. Interupted by the discovery of these wonderful things: Gugug - Psychotic Reaction Gugug - Blitzkrieg Bop Gugug - You're Wondering Now

Almost Killed You

Billy Bragg is 50, when? Aaaargh! I'm getting old..... 'Mr Love and Justice' the new album plays at me. Fine it is too. Thing is when I think of Mr Bragg I see the geezer on a stage at Battersea Park as the GLC disappeared. People just don't age in my head. The curse of IIS strikes again as does FoI. Aaaargh!

Learning Experiences

Permissions, it's all to do with read permissions. Paranoia leads to the odd change.

Less Swearing

New Fade site up and running. Yipee!

Scream

Oh, non-existent deities, I delve into PHP and MySQL and have small victories in that both get installed and function. Can I get them to talk to each other - can I heck as like. However in the space of an afternoon I make more progress than IT in over 12 months...... final mile and new Fade site will follow.

Right now

Wanna scream at industrial relations books.....

Aaaarrr! Swash my Buckles

My pirate name is:

Black Morty Vane

Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. You tend to blend into the background occaisionally, but that's okay, because it's much easier to sneak up on people and disembowel them that way. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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Lent

Off the booze, the coffee, the chocs. Booze feels difficult right now. Pissed off with tea. Would chomp a toffe crisp with some haste. So Ribena it is then!

Sore froat

Sleep looks good.

Urg......

Blink's on the blink. I have a request for a review pre-refusal so not got a scoob how that works. Mevin is in. Train is interesting on return home because it is running late as a result of passenger illness. Becomes a bit of a recurrent theme, Cub's is cancelled due to ill leaders.

Get Monst to work and then plan on relaxing at home.

Jimmy the Hoover

Empty Cal's Room, Clean, Fill Cal's Room.

Hiding in the Bunker

Major disagreements between Monst and Cal today. I'm due to be tidying upstairs....it's the saest option! Deposit the pair of them in Woolton to get the boy's glasses repaired. End up watching darts as I clean the bedroom - weird.

A Tale Etched in Blood and Hard Black Pencil

The other place features on Heriot-Watt's Internet Resources Newsletter 158. Cor, that's posh it has an ISSN! Cheers to Roddy, Catherine and Marion for the plug.

If you're not familiar with it I am of course referring to the Fade Library blog which had been taking up my blogging time recently. It's loads less scurrilous than here and seems to be going well.

If you hadn't realised the new years resolution is to try and get a daily post here. Been neglected for too long, been a bad blogger. Must try harder.

I Ain't The Walrus

The heating remains sick but is getting better I think. Here's hoping our lodgers will have gone by Monday.

Day goes by without major events, get to chat to some fine people.

Return to Siberia

First day in and as reported to me yesterday by Helen the heating groundfloor Reggie is still knackered. Worse than that the penguin family that are inhabiting the library right now seem to have invited a nuclear outfit of polar bears to join them. If a Walrus moves in too then I'm off.

Wake late so car to South Parkway and then train to Reggie. No sign of the Ushanka.

The heating (or lack of... if you prefer) engineers appeal to us to let them do some welding. We're up for it, we could crowd round and get some heat and apparently it's needed to complete the heating repair. A risk assessment holds it up. The suggestion that the risk assessment should read, welder = sparks = fire risk = be wary when you do it ain't good enough. Fairy Nuff. The Walrus may arrive anytime tomorrow. We arrange for everyone else to be elsewhere while I hold the fort. With any luck the heating will be fixed tonight and I'll be in a version of the tropics..... Not gonna put the 'Toucan perch available' sign up just yet.

Work wise, a tickle from the pre-crimbo sexual health gig we did (how can you compete with a Durex stand?) brings work and cold cure advice that matches my usual advice (currently being put into practice with some Bushmill's 1608). The folk at Halton sort some stuff for me as a result. Do a little blog wrangling. FoI is busy. Chat to the Queen of Mortality (usual sick level of conversation which amuses the pair of us) who helps me sort a nice man from the Beeb. Sorts the request. MEN raise their head above the parapet and the Liberals get in on the act to. Some blog advice to Sue. Chat to the other end of the St Halton gig too. So good to chat to some fine folk while sorting stuff.

Meanwhile back at home Monst sorts the decs and does a stunning clean up job on downstairs just leaving the kitchen to me. Shove on some Seasick Steve and sort it.

Paisley Underground

It's kinda inevitable, it's my age, nostalgia kicks in. Good stuff. Not a starting point but an early marker I feel. D-day is good. Spend the day keeping Cal amused. We discover the delights of Mahjong, it wastes the day nicely. Snow is forecast, one of the more bizarre outcomes of the cold snap and my public transport experience is I have an Ushanka on order. Bet it arrives post cold weather. Still my ears will be warm as a result..... when it does. Yet to begin 'Attack of the Unsinkable Rubber Ducks'. However 'Fallen Idle', 'We All Live in a Perry Groves World', have been consumed and I'm 4/5ths through 'Berlin Soldier 1945: An Eye Witness Account of the Fall of Berlin'.

Happy New Year and All That

Hootenanny.... Rab C. .... Monst at work calls, world explodes with fireworks, Bicycle Kid and the Lemmings piss me off .... usual start to a new year then. Resolutions.... bah! Still feel rough following traditional Christmas cold.