Silver Linings

Hi, The issues around the bridge closure continue to cast a long shadow over this week. It’s been a funny old week because I’ve been both not at work and working. Mind you, for those us rocking two genders, that may not seem so odd 🙂 The choice between arriving an hour late and getting home two hours late every working day isn’t really a choice. It ain’t good for getting anything done, puts pressure on the Ever Lovely Mrs J (she picks the kids up in the afternoon), and I would be knackered. My heart does go out to those who’ve not got the choice around travel. It must be really hard for those folk. So, silver linings? Ignoring […]

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Q

Hi, It’s been said that talking about the weather is not a good start. Let’s hope that that’s true if I mention the traffic too 🙂 Now, I’m used to queuing a little as I live out in the sticks and while Nottingham isn’t a huge city, it’s busy enough to draw a lot of people in. So it was that a number of small incidents came together to cause significant travel issues. Well, I say small matters, I think we can call the closure over the six-lane bridge over the Trent fairly major. Oh, and then two accidents at different places near the ring road added to the snarl-ups. So it goes! TBH, I wasn’t cross at the traffic […]

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Darkly Comic

Hi, If there’s one thing to be said about the Jones Household, it’s the slightly odd sense of humour we all share. I should add this is not in an unwoke, punching down kinda way, but more wry amusement at the failings of ourselves and that of modern life. So it was that a few weekends ago I had somehow thrown my back out. As much as a good walk with the hounds across moor and hill helped somewhat, the obligatory sitting down seemed to be the enemy. I tried the usual techniques of stretching, resting, the universal cure for blokes across the land – ibuprofen, a mug of tea, and rest – but to no avail. Not even my […]

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Colours

Hi, If jealousy is the green-eyed monster, blue is sadness, and seeing red is anger, what colour is guilt? An off-white or sickly hue that pervades or hazes like a thin mist? This past week I’ve had occasional touches of guilt. Perhaps because work has been flexible around family commitments and I’m actually enjoying what I do, I’ve been feeling like I’m not working for a living. Or more accurately, I’m at work, getting things done, helping, and it’s not a slog. Plus, it’s not about me, but the small group of us pulling together to do what we can. Despite a slow return to El Wookie Pins, I’m feeling okay about the trans side of things, so it ain’t […]

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Back and Forward

Hi, By all that is glamorous and fine, it’s been a busy week for Yours Truly. A fair bit of travel around Nottingham and a lot of presentations. Not about T stuff, which would have brought some welcome pennies into the Chams’ piggy bank, but work related. On the upside, it made the week go quickly, the team got lovely cool feedback, and it’s also Friday night. As I’ve blogged about previously, I find the magical promise of the weekend particularly strong on a Friday evening. For me, there’s something about three nights and two days in which there’s a lot you could do. Even if some of it will be shuttling Wee Man to see his friends, or the […]

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