1. I have successfully evaded the flu. My mum has been coughing like a sealion on 20 JPS a day and I was more than a little worried that the mild sore throat I was enduring would go postal. No such fear. My three year record remains intact. No illness, no injury. What with falling down the cellar twice, I am coming to the conclusion that I am unbreakable like Bruce Willis but with more hair and less chicks.
2. We were talking about fostering children last night. Apparently it has become alot easier to do so. A friend of a friend who is a single mum has been fostering a little girl for about a year now and is about to adopt her. My sister tells me that even single men have been given licence to adopt with greater ease these days. My mother said that perhaps she should foster. I said that it was a somewhat trickier than looking after next door's dog. Do you know, in a way I can imagine it might be more fulfilling taking care of a child or children that weren't yours.
3. You'll be pleased to hear that my anger has subsided but I am troubled by the attitude of the British press. Yes there has been some trouble in the Algarve but not much by all accounts. It was expected, it was dealt with, it's the same trouble we see on our own streets every weekend. I do not condone any violence unless directed towards Mr G.W.Bush of Texas. But is it really in anyone's interests for the British media to search out and more than likely stir up trouble? It's gonna be great if our own media get us kicked out of a tournament just so they can sell some newspapers or get some higher ratings. What happened to the great British cover up???
4. I'm not sure I'm gonna manage 35,000 words in ten weeks. Mind you that's only 3500 a week, 500 a day maybe a 1000 on sunday. Has anyone got a work ethic kit I can borrow?
5. Second part of that program on swingers last night. Why do people think it's a good idea? I've seen the destruction left by such arrangements and it's not nice. Humans are not emotionally designed for multiple and simultaneous excursions.
6. Jeeeeeez. I just had a self inflating academic screaming at me about broken lock. I just stared him down. He was banging on about the wasted time he'd spent trying to get his key out of a lock. I pointed out that he was a University lecturer and it was the summer. Case dismissed.
7. Sooz, at what point did you think keeping polecats was good idea? If you want to amuse a child buy a puppy. They can then grow up together, be the best of pals and the kid can learn the much needed lessons of life when he eventually has to take the old boy down the barn and put him out of his misery. But a polecat? That's just a recipe for losing fingers. The way I see it, if you're an animal lover, which I am, there will be far less moral dilemmas to make if you have a dog than if you have a polecat. What part of your body would the polecat need to have it's teeth sunk into before you clubbed it to death with a La Creuset lasagne dish? Polecat rant over.
8. I just said to someone in my office that they could berate someone on my behalf since they were far better at condescension than myself...
9. I hate Xmas but I wish it was Xmas already. I hate Xmas day but I like the Xmassy feeling in the pubs and the shops. There is always an optimism at Xmas but in summer it's just oppression. I should just go and live in Greenland I guess.
10. I'm in Brighton on the weekend of 9th July on a stag doo. The last one I went on was a few years ago in Bournemouth. That ended in a massive food fight in a curry house but we are older and wiser now :~{ honest guv.
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