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Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Enforced absence due to much business. thewife and mumsy are off galavanting around the North East of England with Auntie N. I've been pretty much left to my own devices. Prior to them heading off though, we did celebrate my birthday, it was on Sunday but we spent the Saturday cooking, rather than eating out. Roast Lamb, Dauphinoise Potatoes and Cabbage, lovely it was and I got to pick the sweet, so it was bread and butter pudding with custard. I got a new jacket and a box for putting stuff in. (The stuff I need to take to work but keep forgetting, like phone, security fob and clock-in card).

The pants fairy came, I don't know whether it was before thewife left or not, but the drawers are full and I have shirts a-plenty. There is a pile of dirty ones in thelaundry basket, so I guess the laundry fairy doesn't come till later in the week.

Thats all I have time for as I'm off to the Woodies.

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Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Charlie Don't Surf.

Charlie don't do much actually, he eats, sleeps and slinks around the back yard for a while hiding under the Kilmarnock willow. (Well what other kind of willow would we have?)

I've begun to resemble Charlie over the last week, hence no posts. We haven't really done anything worth writing about and haven't gone anywhere. Like Charlie its a case of eating and sleeping.

There was the quiz of course, we came second again, no Lady El as she had run a 10k race in the morning and had celebrated post lunch with a glass or two of vino. We have it on good authority that she performed admirably and finished in under an hour, which she was sort of hoping for. There was also, unmentionably, the football, the bastards I work with apparently had Jam Tarts with their afternoon cuppa and made sure that I was aware of this despite enforced absence.

You would think that the apprentice, with his vast years of experience would know not to wrap a cable-tie round his little finger and pull on it. For this exploit he has received the new "Daft Bastard Award"

thewife is preparing for her little adventure with mumsy and auntie N. She is going on a coach trip to Durham, Beamish and Whitby. I don't envy her at all actually mumsy and N have been best pals for 65 years and a bit and communicate telepathically. I'll be left to fend for myself for a whole week, which means I'll have to re-learn how to find things and iron clothes and stuff.

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Tuesday, August 17, 2004

The Darkness

Came home from Sunday's quiz to a powercut. Went to bed by torchlight and used the mechanical alarm clock. I'm not stupid me, even after a few drinks. Anyway got to work fobless and clock-in cardless, which basically meant I had to get other people to let me into and around the building. I also discovered that I had left the mobile phone at home. A small inconvenience, I managed for years perfectly well without one. Come home time I am delayed a bit and phone thewife to let her know this and also for her to pick me up at the station. Question is which train will I catch. She is in a hurry because its her drama group tonight, I may if I am lucky catch the 5.30 train, if not the 5.45, but that one branches off at the station before Irvine, Kilwinning which is a branch line. Sorted, I'll get off at Kilwinning. I get a bus from work to town immediately and am at the station in plenty of time to get the 5.30. Sitting in the train reading the paper thirty minutes later, I realise we are speeding through Kilwinning station without stopping. Eek, it arrives 5 minutes later in Irvine at the same time as the train in the other direction is leaving. The next train in that direction is in half an hour. I don't have my mobile phone with me so I have no idea of thewife's number or even if she has her phone with her. I phone someone who phones thewife but gets a weird ringing tone at the other end and nothing happens. I take the number and get the same when I try. Then I try Lady El who phones thewife and gets her at Kilwinning and asks her to come for me. Its late, we have fish suppers in a rush and she heads off.

I wake up this morning and the electronic alarm clock is flashing away. There's been another power cut but I wasn't ready for the swines this time so I am late! Just enough time to blog, shower and run. Got my mobile though and my fob!

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Monday, August 16, 2004

We're back. Me, You and Him are again prize-winners in the King's quiz. We could have come first if we had got the who's middle name is Fauntelroy and kept stoom about a wrong answer being marked correct, but that's not the kind of team we are. We don't use mobile phones either. Well we did once.

My favourite politico has been getting his leg over a bit seemingly. (Incidently I notice that he still has a porn link in his home page - click on links and the fifth link down is WAC Performing Arts and Media College - It takes you to a site unsuitable for children!) Anyway apparently the man's love interest is none other than the publisher of the Spectator. Now I begin to understand where he gets his politics.

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Sunday, August 15, 2004

Friday was quite a day. Very little work done on the account of not one but two presentations. The apprentice has reached the amazing tally of 25 years of working for Glasgow City Council. Suspected nothing, despite the balloons adorning his desk. We have been harvesting numerous tales from his pasts and produced an amazing all singing all dancing powerpoint presentation. He was also presented with some good sipping whisky, an airfix model of a Lander class frigate and some vouchers to fill his PS2. He thought the balloons were for CC, who was having her leaving do presentation at 3.30. We had a few glasses of Sangria that jimty brought back from his Portugal trip - be wary Figo fans! Apparently he owns a restaurant where the head waiter picks his nose before serving food - some fizzy and some Maple Leaf Chocs from verygood's Canadian excursion. Washington our head of service did the leaving speech but omitted the Haiku we had slaved over for some time. Then we headed off to Arta' for beer, wine and dinner and a night out. Time passed so very quickly and I was set for the train home at 10.00. thewife kindly picked me up from the station and was much surprised at my lack of gibbering wreckedness and then home. I must remember though that I have to invite themaninblack over for night of guitar playing and dining.

Saturday ever so beautiful weather and we decided to finally get to grips with the large pile of rubble and oven that were blemishing the garden. Several journeys to the municipal coup saw the garden in an entirely new light which means that thewife has some plans for pots and bark and stuff - Homebase calls and we end up with a parasol as well.

Perfect end to the day was sitting outside having a big Mexican spread of Chilli, Rice, Refried Beans, Guacamole, Tortilla Chips and bucketload of Margaritas, whilst listening to Billy Bragg and watching the sun go down and the Marymass Firework Display come up. Bliss.

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Thursday, August 12, 2004

Little bastard!

Blood, sweat, tears, midges, torrential rain and kids that don't like food! Had a great time for some of the time and am now retiring.

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Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Heading off to Arran for Woodcraft Folk Camp. Back in a week! Excited, I am.

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I've been pretty much left to my own devices. Prior to them heading off though, we did celebrate my birthday, it was on Sunday but we spent the Saturday cooking, rather than eating out. Roast Lamb, Dauphinoise Potatoes and Cabbage, lovely it was and I got to pick the sweet, so it was bread and butter pudding with custard. I got a new jacket and a box for putting stuff in. (The stuff I need to take to work but keep forgetting, like phone, security fob and clock-in card). The pants fairy came, I don't know whether it was before thewife left or not, but the drawers are full and I have shirts a-plenty. There is a pile of dirty ones in thelaundry basket, so I guess the laundry fairy doesn't come till later in the week. Thats all I have time for as I'm off to the Woodies. posted by timesnewroman at 5:23 PM 0 comments Wednesday, August 25, 2004 Charlie Don't Surf. Charlie don't do much actually, he eats, sleeps and slinks around the back yard for a while hiding under the Kilmarnock willow. (Well what other kind of willow would we have?) I've begun to resemble Charlie over the last week, hence no posts. We haven't really done anything worth writing about and haven't gone anywhere. Like Charlie its a case of eating and sleeping. There was the quiz of course, we came second again, no Lady El as she had run a 10k race in the morning and had celebrated post lunch with a glass or two of vino. We have it on good authority that she performed admirably and finished in under an hour, which she was sort of hoping for. There was also, unmentionably, the football, the bastards I work with apparently had Jam Tarts with their afternoon cuppa and made sure that I was aware of this despite enforced absence. You would think that the apprentice, with his vast years of experience would know not to wrap a cable-tie round his little finger and pull on it. For this exploit he has received the new "Daft Bastard Award" thewife is preparing for her little adventure with mumsy and auntie N. She is going on a coach trip to Durham, Beamish and Whitby. I don't envy her at all actually mumsy and N have been best pals for 65 years and a bit and communicate telepathically. I'll be left to fend for myself for a whole week, which means I'll have to re-learn how to find things and iron clothes and stuff. posted by timesnewroman at 6:37 AM 0 comments Tuesday, August 17, 2004 The Darkness Came home from Sunday's quiz to a powercut. Went to bed by torchlight and used the mechanical alarm clock. I'm not stupid me, even after a few drinks. Anyway got to work fobless and clock-in cardless, which basically meant I had to get other people to let me into and around the building. I also discovered that I had left the mobile phone at home. A small inconvenience, I managed for years perfectly well without one. Come home time I am delayed a bit and phone thewife to let her know this and also for her to pick me up at the station. Question is which train will I catch. She is in a hurry because its her drama group tonight, I may if I am lucky catch the 5.30 train, if not the 5.45, but that one branches off at the station before Irvine, Kilwinning which is a branch line. Sorted, I'll get off at Kilwinning. I get a bus from work to town immediately and am at the station in plenty of time to get the 5.30. Sitting in the train reading the paper thirty minutes later, I realise we are speeding through Kilwinning station without stopping. Eek, it arrives 5 minutes later in Irvine at the same time as the train in the other direction is leaving. The next train in that direction is in half an hour. I don't have my mobile phone with me so I have no idea of thewife's number or even if she has her phone with her. I phone someone who phones thewife but gets a weird ringing tone at the other end and nothing happens. I take the number and get the same when I try. Then I try Lady El who phones thewife and gets her at Kilwinning and asks her to come for me. Its late, we have fish suppers in a rush and she heads off. I wake up this morning and the electronic alarm clock is flashing away. There's been another power cut but I wasn't ready for the swines this time so I am late! Just enough time to blog, shower and run. Got my mobile though and my fob! posted by timesnewroman at 6:32 AM 0 comments Monday, August 16, 2004 We're back. Me, You and Him are again prize-winners in the King's quiz. We could have come first if we had got the who's middle name is Fauntelroy and kept stoom about a wrong answer being marked correct, but that's not the kind of team we are. We don't use mobile phones either. Well we did once. My favourite politico has been getting his leg over a bit seemingly. (Incidently I notice that he still has a porn link in his home page - click on links and the fifth link down is WAC Performing Arts and Media College - It takes you to a site unsuitable for children!) Anyway apparently the man's love interest is none other than the publisher of the Spectator. Now I begin to understand where he gets his politics. posted by timesnewroman at 6:00 AM 0 comments Sunday, August 15, 2004 Friday was quite a day. Very little work done on the account of not one but two presentations. The apprentice has reached the amazing tally of 25 years of working for Glasgow City Council. Suspected nothing, despite the balloons adorning his desk. We have been harvesting numerous tales from his pasts and produced an amazing all singing all dancing powerpoint presentation. He was also presented with some good sipping whisky, an airfix model of a Lander class frigate and some vouchers to fill his PS2. He thought the balloons were for CC, who was having her leaving do presentation at 3.30. We had a few glasses of Sangria that jimty brought back from his Portugal trip - be wary Figo fans! Apparently he owns a restaurant where the head waiter picks his nose before serving food - some fizzy and some Maple Leaf Chocs from verygood's Canadian excursion. Washington our head of service did the leaving speech but omitted the Haiku we had slaved over for some time. Then we headed off to Arta' for beer, wine and dinner and a night out. Time passed so very quickly and I was set for the train home at 10.00. thewife kindly picked me up from the station and was much surprised at my lack of gibbering wreckedness and then home. I must remember though that I have to invite themaninblack over for night of guitar playing and dining. Saturday ever so beautiful weather and we decided to finally get to grips with the large pile of rubble and oven that were blemishing the garden. Several journeys to the municipal coup saw the garden in an entirely new light which means that thewife has some plans for pots and bark and stuff - Homebase calls and we end up with a parasol as well. Perfect end to the day was sitting outside having a big Mexican spread of Chilli, Rice, Refried Beans, Guacamole, Tortilla Chips and bucketload of Margaritas, whilst listening to Billy Bragg and watching the sun go down and the Marymass Firework Display come up. Bliss. posted by timesnewroman at 10:36 AM 0 comments Thursday, August 12, 2004 Little bastard! Blood, sweat, tears, midges, torrential rain and kids that don't like food! Had a great time for some of the time and am now retiring. posted by timesnewroman at 5:57 AM 0 comments Wednesday, August 04, 2004 Heading off to Arran for Woodcraft Folk Camp. Back in a week! Excited, I am. posted by timesnewroman at 8:50 PM 0 comments