Category: old blogging

As regular readers will know, I work for my parents. My father is very conservative (and Conservative) and English. He sometimes irritates the hell out of me with his Europhobic, xenophobic, almost racist, little-Englander ideology.
For the past year, we have had a German girl, Melanie, working here. Every now and then, dad will start going on about the Germans in some way, usually making reference to either of the two world wars, and usually when we are all sitting around having tea. Today he was waffling on about the Red Baron. Melanie takes it in good heart and usually plays along and sometimes gives as good as she gets, but it really can be cringe-inducing at times. Somehow, I’m reminded of Basil Fawlty.

This from my inbox this morning from a Graypie:

I don’t know quite how to respond to this. On the one hand I’m slightly flattered by the attention and pleased that the writing here is giving someone pleasure. But on the other hand….um…well, you decide.
And if I do decapitate someone with the frisbee, at least I can be sure that they wouldn’t be reading this!

Last night I left the modem unattached, cooked myself a readymeal, poured a drink and just slobbed out on the sofa with some music and a good book. So why am I still so tired this morning?
I can’t say that feeling so tired for so much of the time really worries me, but it is beginning to get irritating. I’m wondering what is causing it – maybe I need a holiday, maybe a change of diet, maybe less beer. Perhaps more exercise – I should have my bicycle back on the road in the next couple of days, so at least that will get me both mobile and fit.
It must be said that it would be good to have a bit of “get up and go” again.

My new marketing texts for the new term have arrived. Can’t say they look like thrilling reading, but then I thought that about Total Relationship Marketing by Evert Gummesson, which I actually got into. One of the books that has arrived today has bigger text and more pictures than the other – guess which one I’ll be reading first!

Vaughan is thirty today. Go wish him a happy birthday.

The funniest post I’ve read on any blog in ages.

Frisbee flinging in Priory Park yesterday with Matt and Ian (good muscles on my throwing arm now, but aim not improving), followed by a quick beer, chinese food, a snooze and then more beer with Ian, Matt, Brenda and Greg whilst listening to Paul F and the band in the Nags. Then crawled home and fell into a deep sleep. Still exhausted this morning though.

Well, the Party in the Park was excellent. Nobody so far has been brave enough to attempt to list everyone who was there, but it was certainly the biggest turnout at any blogging event I have attended so far. But, the following were in evidence (deep breath and lots of link hunting): Elaine, Meg, Jen, Bella, Rachel, Katy, Meghan, Heather, Robyn, Bexta, Mo, Paul, Paul, Paul, Tom, Tom, Nick, Nick, Drew, Rodney, Davo, Cal, Luke, Ian, Dan, Ken, Mark, Chris, Mike, Martin … there definitely were others – if I have missed you out, please accept my apologies and mail me.
Lots of photos were taken by various people. Links here as soon as they are posted.
UPDATE: pics now available at Nick’s site. In this picture, it looks like I’m about to give Meg a girly backhand slap across the face. I’d like to point out to readers that I did not, in fact, slap Meg. Nor did I beat up any small children. Talk about misrepresentation!
FURTHER UPDATE: more pictures at Meg’s site – utter class – I love this picture. Elaine has also posted some great pictures here.

Right, time to pack my bags, load up the camel train, and head off to London for the Party in the Park. The original plan to meet up with my cousin Gemma for lunch beforehand has been abandoned because Gem is actually down here this weekend to see her mum – another planning masterstroke! oh well – we’ve promised each other that we will meet up soon and compare notes on our love lives (which is always good for a laugh or two!).
Beer last night with Paul F. Brenda and Greg made a fleeting visit. Simone and Bek were out too. Strange sort of night – W2 was very quiet. I came home early, suffering from horrid toothache (a wisdom tooth, I hope), a blinding headache and chronic tiredness. I feel a lot better for a good night’s sleep (the toothache has eased a little too) and also for getting a couple of text messages (they work wonders).

What the hell is going on at Cal’s poll?? I’ve rocketed up into fourth place in no time at all. I’m wondering if there is a conspiracy.