Month: May 2012

“Home boy,
Everybody needs a home.”

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Hey all, Given the British obsession with the weather, I feel it would be remiss of me not to say ‘Phew, what a scortcher’. 🙂 So earlier in the month, it was rather nippy for May and it now seems that whatever Powers That Be seemed to have stored up the warmth and the sunshine for the last few days. Luckily for me, I’ve today off. I’m at home looking after Little Miss because Granny – who usually looks after LM (bless ’em both) – is on a much deserved holiday. With the weather being so nice, it’s been good to get out and stretch our collective legs. The dog seems to be enjoying it too, although when it gets too […]

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“’cause she new what she was doin,
when she told me how to walk this way”

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Hiya, As way of a change, this week I’ve been away on a course. Not the tucked away in a hotel type of thing, but just away from the cut & thrust of the office. This time around it was a change from the technical and on to matters of a team focus. I found the whole thing interesting, but I think that was mainly due to the people I was with (lots of new people for all over the firm) and all the conversational stuff that went on. People swapping stories and life experiences, that type of thing. Anyhoo, during one coffee break, one attendee  mentioned that she’d been looking to study counselling, but given the travel required (the degree […]

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“It didn’t fit, it wasn’t right.
Wasn’t just the size.
They say you know, When you know.
I don’t know.”

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Hiya, It’s been a strange and not always pleasant week. Nothing particularly serious, just a build up of life’s little niggles. I seem to be battling with technical stuff at work and that coupled with a visit of Pink Fog  (more on that later), seem to be making a rather unhealthy mess. Still – and to coin a phrase from a far more educated chap than I – “When you’re going through Hell, keep going.” Not that I was going through Hell, morelike the distant suburbs. You know, the grass is a little warm underfoot, the air doesn’t always reek of sulphur and the discordant wails of Justin Bieber is far off. 😛 So, Pink Fog? It’s been a while since […]

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“Yep, I’d rather be called deadly, for my killer show-tune medley (Thank you!)
‘Cause way down deep inside, I’ve got a dream.”

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Hello dear reader, How are things on Planet You? Matters at Jones Towers are a little chilly; not from the emotional view, but the physical. The Jones Mansion is undergoing renovation work – an extension to the Polo Lounge (!!) – so we’re without windows in certain parts of the house. Just the gentle breeze and occasional clap of canvas. Still, with luck, the builders will be back in to fit the necessary parts Saturday morning. I’m willing to forgo a Saturday lie-in for the sake of being able to feel my toes when I’m in the back of the house. 😉 Earlier in the week it was the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones’s birthday and armed with a shopping list, […]

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