Month: October 2013

Eight

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Okay, not me, but this little blog, here. Eight years? How my family, friends and life has changed since then. I’m now a father of two, there was only Wee Man when I started writing. Now there’s Little Miss and they’re doing well. They make me so proud.The Ever Lovely Mrs J continues to get more lovely and life is good. Sure, there have been some ups and downs along the way, but so it goes. Not much more to say really, other than, thanks for reading and here’s hoping for a few more years yet. 🙂 Lynn x

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Under pressure

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Hi, Yeah, we’re back to pop culture references as a title. Well, at least for another week. 🙂 In the last week, I’ve been recording my blood pressure. It all kicked off after I had an appointment at the local doctors’ and he pointed out I’d not had it [my blood pressure] taken for some time. I wandered off to see the Nurse and it seems it was a little too high for someone of my age. Early 40s eh? Is there when bits start dropping off as you fall apart? If so, could some of my flab evaporate elsewhere please? Oh, except in the boob and bum department, I need all the help I can in those departments 😉 […]

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Under the bridge

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Hi, Not a reference to the rather good Red Hot Chili Peppers, nor the shambolic pop mauling from All Stains – sorry, Saints. 😛 As I made my way to Chameleons last night, so I drove under the new bridge by Queen’s Medical Centre. It’s been a while coming and as I’ve sat in traffic on the way home, I’ve watched it be slowly assembled and now, it straddles the dual carriage way, ready to take the next phase of the tram from the city out to Clifton. It’s nice to see the money I’ve been charged for being able to park at work on land the firm owns, put to use 😉 I would have liked to have taken […]

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Shh!

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Hi, I find blog writing somewhat odd some days. What I mean is, I have an idea – or even ideas – of what to write about, yet when I come to actually doing it; I struggle to find an opening line. Instead, like now, I tend to find that I just have to go for it. Typing away as I’m talking to someone, and perhaps, in some odd little way I am. Even if that’s myself 🙂 Keep Quiet A week or so ago, Nottingham played host to the Rocky Horror theater production and a work mate was telling me a bit about it. I’ve never been and I’ve only seen the film the once. I know the Ever […]

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