Category: old blogging

Busy busy busy again, but enjoying myself and feeling very upbeat.
How are you? You’re mostly being very quiet lately – I guess it’s too warm to sit inside with a computer.

Beer and cocktails tonight with Paul F, Kearn and Aris.
And a long distance call that made me smile.

Interesting reading in places. Certainly not office safe. Guaranteed to offend. But interesting, nonetheless.
The blogosphere can be a strange place. But then so is the "real" world.

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What is it with this ridiculous fashion at the moment for wearing loose sandals or flip-flops? I’ve just walked through Chichester following a rather large woman wearing such footwear, thoroughly revolted by having my attention forcibly and audibly drawn to her somewhat leathery plates. Yuk.
Please, don’t wear them. They’re not sexy. Or even terribly practical.

Day two of working on my own account "properly" and the Croftway Nursery intrusions continue. I’ve just snapped at Mum after the umpteenth interruption (and subsequently apologised). My stress levels are very high, and that is entirely due to the Croftway Nursery element of life, not the PFE part, which is hectic but enjoyable and actually running pretty smoothly. I really need a break, but I have to work on Saturday this weekend, and the following weekend is my Garden Event at West Dean, and therefore one of the busiest and most stressful weekends of the year (and also, hopefully, one of the most profitable). So I’ve now ringfenced the weekend of 5th – 6th July for a bit of downtime and, with luck, some company.

Gah. I’ve been sniffing, sneezing and suffering from itchy and puffy eyes all day long. We desperately need a shower of rain to lay the pollen a bit.

Good Spanish dry white wine should definitely be shared.
I think I’ll put one in the fridge, just so I’m ready.

Sorry. Quiet. Too busy at the moment. But had my first full day of working for PFE, which was good, although interrupted at several points by Croftway Nursery issues. I shall be monitoring that, don’t you worry.
I’ve just driven umpteen miles and sponged up a whole bunch of illegal signs. Now, after I’ve had some dinner, I intend to flop on the sofa and read a book, whilst listening to some good music.
I also note that I have two of the music recommendations in Wallpaper already – the latest releases by Broadcast and The Cinematic Orchestra. I am übercool, it’s official.

Sure is hot.
Observation: I need to get a blind for my office window – can’t see my laptop screen very well due to the bright light behind me.

[written earlier this afternoon as I sat in the park]
Remarkable! I’m currently sitting in Priory Park, on the banks of the city’s defences in the shade of a beautiful holm oak so that I can see my laptop’s screen on such a bright day, and before me is a ladies cricket match in progress! Such advances in social standards in Chichester are hard to believe! A pity that they are not all wearing proper whites (I spy a couple of pairs of dark shorts, and at least three pairs of black trainers), and one of the umpires is barefoot (risking injury, I’d say – I wouldn’t fancy having a fast moving cricket ball clobbering me on the big toe!) but I guess we should just be grateful that such a match is taking place.
Chichester vs Eastleigh – looks like the teams are pretty well matched.
Still, it doesn’t seem to matter who is playing here – there’s always a bunch of prats who come onto the pitch and start larking about with a football, ignoring the requests of the umpire to get off the pitch and away from in front of the sight screens.

Surely this is what the English summer is all about – sitting on a park bench in the shade of a tree, watching a cricket match beneath a glorious blue sky, whilst in the distance the Cathedral bells ring across the city’s rooftops. Children are playing with a football away to my right, whilst to my left the grass is scattered with sunbathers, singly and in pairs or groups, enjoying the warmth of the June sun. On the other side of the cricket pitch, elderly folk are playing a gentle game of bowls and catching up on the week’s gossip.

The only downer is that I’m here with a laptop, pounding away at building the new website for PFE (I should be working on a licence agreement form, but left some paperwork I need in the office), instead of enjoying a good book and a pint.