Month: September 2002

One of the most lovable of all Graypies, Lizzie, has been added to the passport gallery. You next?

Sadly and finally, after being dropped about fifty times, my clunky but much-admired mobile phone fascia has finally given up the ghost. So it’s back to boring old bog-standard Nokia-supplied grey jobbie until I find a groovy new matt black one to replace it. Any tip-offs on good fascia sources welcomed.

You do all watch Weebl and Bob, don’t you?

oh great.

There’s a lot I want to write here at the moment, but I’m just too tired. Maybe tomorrow?

Tonight’s walk, of 6.5km (just over 4 miles), took me around the city walls and down the canal to Poyntz Bridge and back. Poyntz Bridge is where J M W Turner set up his easel to paint the canal.

Fantastic! Tomorrow is Talk Like A Pirate Day! Spread the word, me hearties! (via Luke).

Time to rush out and buy a new posh frock.

TFF: 45 points. Not great in a week with so many matches.

Interesting night last night. Vodka and tonics with Paul F (feeling his age), Arron (feeling “fuh, well, whatever” as usual), Bren, Greg, Cat, Karen and Emma, but not before unwittingly sitting through a presentation about a pyramid selling scheme. More on this later.