Month: January 2002

Tom redesigns. Sorry, Tom, I’m not sure I like it. Not sure why I’m not sure, I’m just ….not sure.

“Go To Work On An Egg” – wise advice. This morning, I went to work on two.

Public information announcement: the Graham Spencer who had a request played on tonight’s John Peel programme on Radio 1 was not me. Whilst I may have had a request played on that show before, this time it wasn’t me.

Throwaway factoid: at least five girls that I’ve dated have gone on to live with and/or marry the next person they’ve dated. Feel free to speculate on the reasons for this in the comments.

Well, whaddya know – I wasn’t nominated for a Bloggie. Thank heavens for that! Don’t think I’ll bother voting.

Sorry that I’ve been so quiet today – I’ve been shockingly productive at work (completing the biggest quotation that I’ve ever compiled) and at home (cooking a fab meal of grilled trout, and then working hard on updating my CV – I’ll be amending the online version shortly – more on that in the next few days).
Inevitably, I’m now pooped, so I’m going to kick back on the sofa and read/doze for a while. Of course, as usual, what I really need is a good massage across my shoulders and back. Volunteers?

Remember I reported this? Turns out that the woman concerned had made the whole story up. Now what drives someone to do that? All she has achieved is a lot of stress for a lot of people – not least the police team investigating the terrible events that befell the true victims of Chichester’s “Thursday rapist”. (news story link later)

Definitely should have gone to bed earlier last night.

Beer tonight with Arron, Dave, Malcolm, Gary, Claire, Terry and Simon.

TFF: 40 points this week, taking my total to 627.