Month: June 2008

Hi folks, I’m in a fickle mood this evening. I’ve got a post queued in drafts that I could use to fill space and earlier I was going to run off a tongue-in-cheek commentary on substituting the word ‘golf’ for dressing up. Y’know, along the lines of ‘I think about golk most days. I’ve got a cupboard full of clothes for golf and my wife doesn’t understand me’. Anyhoo, the latter ran out of steam so I canned that idea. So what’s been going on? Well, holidays and work stuff out of the way, the fates smiled and I found myself attending a somewhat rainy meeting with the ladies who do (Ed: no, not like that) at NottsChams. It was […]

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Hey peeps, Everything fab + groovy in your world? I hope so. I’m beginning to wonder if there’s a Friday afternoon curse on creative thoughts. Well, as much as blogging is an act of creation. Mind tends to be a burst, nay, stream of consciousness and if I’m lucky – and I guess I should include you (dear reader) – the creative vibe will kick in and they’ll actually be a point to today’s little piece. (Ed: I would make a welcome change, wouldn’t it? 😀 ) I suppose I should start keeping an ideas book! Earlier in the week I saw a couple of ladies (from work) back in their opaques. I should point out they weren’t in just […]

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Hi folks, It’s been strange coming home to dear old Blighty (Ed: That’d be ‘England’ to you non-natives). The holiday was great: lots of relaxation and family time together. No need to rush out to work or panic over getting the kids ready for bed. No school-work to plough through and bedtime stories could go on and on. Just plenty of warm sunny days lazing in the pool or around the coast. We should do it more often. Perhaps then that when I came home and read my email, the following took me by surprise. Well, actually, not completely surprise (stay with me, I’ll get to the point in a mo), but I’d hoped (Ed: she means ‘prayed’ but she […]

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