Category: old blogging

I think a job lot of P45s, or the Ghanaian equivalent, will be more useful to Ghana Airways than prayer.

Busy. With matching earache. Ow.

Tim Weber of the BBC gives a plain English interpretation of Gordon Brown’s analysis of the five tests for euro membership. For those that are really keen on learning more, HM Treasury has devoted a whole section of its website to the subject.
No doubt there will be more press coverage and analysis tomorrow. My opinion? The outcome of Brown’s analysis has been driven as much by political motives as by hard economics, and whatever he would have concluded, it is unlikely that the pro-euro campaign could win a referendum in the foreseeable future, sad to say.
My little new business has to run a dual currency accounting system, complete with attendant extra costs, extra accountant fees, extra paperwork, etc. I will have to offer my clients the choice of being invoiced/paid in euro or sterling. Inevitably, I will lose money on currency fluctuations and transaction costs. Adoption of the euro in the UK would simplify my business and save me a lot of money.

Musical discovery of the day is Louise Vertigo (on Musiques Hybrides – en français, mes amis), although I’m not sure about the lyrics of the excellent track Peau d’Ane. My shaky French translates the chorus as "I’m the skin of a donkey" which I’m sure can not be right. Can someone verify this?

One of my old school teachers has just been into the nursery, and told me that Ernie Webb, my former biology teacher, died recently. Mr Webb famously once described Sarah as having "child-bearing hips". These days you’d get the sack for saying that to a pupil.
She also told me that Terry Beaumont, who was once my physics teacher and form tutor, left school for the summer recess one year, and simply didn’t bother to turn up in September. Top bloke!

Bit lacking in fine works of literary genius here lately, for which I must apologise. I’m afraid that pressures on my time mean that grayblog will be Minutiae Central (what a great name for a blog!) for the time being.

I’ve just had two conversations by telephone. One was with someone to whom I am offering the opportunity to sell their goods to five thousand well-heeled Sussex folk in exchange for a very reasonable fee, in a smart marquee in a beautiful setting. To the other, I was offering the opportunity to stand outside for a weekend, giving up his free time, for which he would gain no financial reward at all. Same setting, but not in the smart marquee.
One conversation was extremely satisfactory, and left me smiling. The other was not and did not. Guesses for which was which?

Busy busy, as always.
Seamus, the nursery cat, has got it into his furry head that it is fun to chew holes in the side of cardboard boxes. Nutter.

Blogger has been down all day, bless its little digital socks, hence silence.
Meanwhile, Boob Scotch (not safe for the office).

Busy busy here, getting back into the much-neglected paperwork for PFE. Now that PFE actually has customers, those agreements and contracts that I started working on are actually required. Which means that I need to finish drawing them up. So I’m busy working away on my laptop, whilst leaving my desktop chuntering away with a big pile of mp3s in the background.