“Come into the garden, babe,
oh, come on in!”

Hey folks, Summer holiday time this week and very welcome it was too. A few days away from the rush of work and a chance to ignore the List of Stuff To Be Done on the fridge (home) and monitors (work). Instead, time to wander through the countryside, let the kids play without having to watch the clock and, if I’m lucky, to ponder life, catch up on some reading and generally do note* for a week or so (* Ed: for our visitors, note is a corruption of ‘nowt’ which in turn is a northern slang for ‘nothing’). Earlier this month the Jones Massive went off to a party. It’s not something we do regularly and it was with a number […]

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“Five. Four. Three. Two. One!
Thunderbirds are go!!”

Jones? Jones! Where the in the name of all that’s fancy is that… umm… woman? By the sacred bra-strap of Grayson Perry, you better have a damn fine excuse for being a day late! *ahem* I came here to drink my tea and blog…. and I’ve just finished my tea. 😉 Yes, a day late indeed. What is the world coming to eh? Tsk tsk and other onomatopoeia (Ed: Ooo, hark at her!), although for once, I do have a good excuse: Invasion. Roll back a few months and a few folk got talking at Chams (I think) about ‘doing an evening’. Something to fill those empty Fridays between Chameleons, BNO or Leeds First Friday. Like all social groups, there’s often a […]

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“I’m gonna marry the night,
I won’t give up on my life,
I’m a warrior queen,
Live passionately tonight”

Hello again dear reader, Today’s post is live and direct from the top of my head. Nothing like winging it to give a completely unstructured and somewhat disjointed blog post. Mind you, I’m assuming you don’t come here for quality writing. 🙂 In the main, this week’s been kind to me… which makes for good news. I did have a bit of a grump earlier on, but in the big swing of things, you have to let some work stuff just go and move on. You can’t win them all. Sure, I guess you should aim to make things work, but equally, I’d say that at a certain point, you need to stop, rethink and if necessary, admit that some […]

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“And the fellow’s blue and gray,
or sometimes pink and green,
just check it out on Halloween!”

Hi, Crikey, Friday already! Despite a brief panic over household funds (well, mainly by me!) within the Jones household, all has been well this week. It seems we may need to tighten our collective belts as food and fuel prices continue to rise like a politician’s schoomze fund. Without wanting to sound like a big head, our combined incoming isn’t bad, so for those who are less that flush, things must really be starting to bite. On the upside, we don’t get paid in Euros. 😉 It was the Chameleons Halloween party last night and rather good it was too. We had a Chinese meal and Sandi & Tracey did a top job of making the place look very nice. Rather […]

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“Wow! (Shout out loud),
At the gay bar”

Hiya, As I type it is unseasonably warm. Talk about a late summer! I’ve blogged about my enjoyment of the autumn months once before and much as the clear blue skies are nice, it is too hot for me. By the time it cools down, it’s pitch black. Still, the weather is at least calm, so no puddles to splash through or wind to blow your syrup in umpteen directions. Last time around, I mentioned the possiblity of a night out. It has been ages since I’ve been out and about, so I was really looking forward to it. Luckily for little old me (Ed: yes, the diet is still working), the Fates smiled and all went well. After dropping […]

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“I miss the catch if they throw me the ball”

Hi, A night out with friends was just what I needed to rechage the proverbial batteries. It was, of course, time for a party at Chams. In days of yore, it would have been Cream on the Green, but with the ever present risk of the British Monsoon, plus the descending horde of bluebottles (Ed: Flies? Chavs of the insect world!), we decided not to risk it. I arrived early as per and put a few tables out before heading upstairs to get changed. I had the laptop with me, a track list planned and an outfit. It was almost as if I was sorted. Talking of which, the Black Dog remains on his (or her?) summer holidays and the […]

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