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Friday, December 31, 2004

Oops, forgot to pay the visa card, didn't I. That's � 25 thanks and a slap on the wrist, not to mention the redness of face when man in computer peripherals shop says "sorry, your card has been declined". Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!

I then try to pay the account over the phone and reach an automated answering machine which gets as far as getting me to put loads of details in via the phone keypad and then at the last kick, decides that I will need to speak to a human. Of course the sensible humans have all fucked off home, leaving the machine to run everything. Guess I'll just have to wait a few days more.

I was going to review the year but what the hell, read the archives.

Next year's going to be better. I'm sure of this.

posted by timesnewroman at 5:57 PM

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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Football Injury

I went to Rugby Park on Monday and saw Killie notch up their first victory in what seems like forever. Midway through the second half, there was a particularly exciting patch which ended in a brilliant shot on goal, which was so certain I leapt up from my seat only to slip and fall awkwardly and painfully. My right leg banged against the bracket holding the seat in front of me and was really sore. The lighting wasn't strong enough to have a decent look at it, but it felt wet, so I reckoned I had grazed it. Of course the sure fire goal was kept out somehow, but 3 -1 was a decent result for a change. On getting home, thewife had a close look at what turned out to be a particularly nasty gash. She reckoned it would probably need stitches and phoned the local on-call service that has a clinic, but it was really busy and would probably take hours. Likewise the local A & E Dept.

We didn't have that kind of time as we were going to Lady El's for dinner. It's a year since Manuel died and we were going to have a quiet night in with some music and food and a bucketful of drink to mark the occasion. So we cleaned and dressed the wound and got the wine together. It was a nice night, nothing solemn or mournful, just some good tunes, chat and hot gossip. I have no firm recollection of the rest of the night given that after we drank 4 bottles of wine we went on to Armagnac and Malt. Not in the same glass obviously. We sort of staggered the short journey home around 5.30 am I believe.

On waking in the early afternoon, thewife has a look at wound and decides that we are going to the A & E. Remarkably quickly dealt with, there was no lengthy wait doc had a look at it, said we should have come yesterday, it would have been easier to pull both edges of the cut togther and paper-stitch and it will also take longer to heal. I was also told to keep off my feet as much as possible which I think I can probably manage. Oh and a tetanus shot to boot.

Football! Its more important than life or death.

posted by timesnewroman at 10:30 AM

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Sunday, December 26, 2004

Santa has indeed been good to me. Clothes and clothes and smelly stuff and a new digital camera and the computer game I have been meaning to get for a long time now, Civilization III. I've been an addict since the first one, 2 weeks of world domination loom, but its certainly more difficult than its predecessors.

It's clear I can't just spend my time in front of the computer, so the wife and I go for a cold walk with the camera. Harbourside called and that's where we went.

First up its lets try and get all arty. This is the leg of something that once sat at the harbourmouth.

Rust

The wife likes collecting what she calls driftwood. I call them logs and she has more than enough of them. Any more and she carries them and they remain outside of the house.

Mmm! thewife spys Driftwood

The harbour was full of people taking photos with new cameras. I wondered if I would catch the moon in this photo. It was beautiful big and round against a darkening sky. You can see it just to the right of the interesting Pilot House.

Pilot House and Full Moon

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Thursday, December 23, 2004

Supermarket Gridlock

Went to Tesco's last night. 7.30pm., got home 9.20pm. It's not far and we didn't get the much. The place was absolutely mobbed. Apparently the shop is going to be closed for a couple of days hence the madness descends on the entire populace of Irvine who have to buy every bloody thing they have on the shelves. For convenience we bought 75% of a bag of ice cubes, well that's what was left when we got home. thewife had previously had a stressful day so I reckoned bit of consumer therapy with the promise of chocolate along the way would be ideal. Not so! By the end of ordeal it was me that was stressed, queues that wouldn't have disgraced a Polish butcher on a good day sometime in the early 80s. Good job we bought plenty if vino!

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Sunday, December 19, 2004

We held our annual Woodies Christmas Night Out in the Watersports Club. Meals cooked in-house by Liz. Following last year's do which was extremely disappointing, this year the food was excellent and the Guinness, wine and spiced rum contrived to give me a major headache this morning. Nevertheless, the night itself was great, fabulous entertainment from a multi-talented Karaoke band. Actually it was a duo who played guitars, keyboard and saxophone who did a variety of popular numbers guaranteed to have folks our age dancing after a few.
The Councillor was on sparkling form, from the off reading out his Christmas Cracker joke: How many cars does Captain Kirk have? A left one a right one and a final frontier. That was with his specs on. The young folks too were a hoot.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Good Bloody Riddance

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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Stunning - viaduc de Millau

Built by the same company that built the Eiffel Tower this came in on budget and earlier than scheduled. Maybe the Scottish Executive should have gone to them to build the Scottish Parliament.

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Time catches up

A good day for justice when Thatcher's evil bastard chum finally faces trial for mass murder and torture. They should bring back capital punishment for the finale. Eighty nine years old or not the treacherous nazi old shitebag has laughed off any attempt to make him take responsibility for crimes, including the CIA assisted overthrow of a democratically elected government and the murder of the head of state. Party on dudes!

posted by timesnewroman at 6:48 AM

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Saturday, December 11, 2004

Its Black, I'm Back

Yowzah, Yowzah. Yowzah!

After several days, that felt like weeks, of intermittent internet connection on borrowed connections I am back. What's happened in the intervening period, much excitement and wonderful newsworthy events. Well no not much anyway. Blunkett is still an arse and features in our office nativity scene as Joseph, dressed in batman outfit with Fathers 4 Justice on the front. Steve Bell's idea really, but I am sure he won't mind. Blunkey's line is "Who's the daddy?"

thewife is in chaotic thespian mode and to make matters worse has managed to persuade me to help move scenery and stuff. I believe it's called "crewing" and is carried out dressed in black under cover of darkness. I'm wondering if David Blunkett should know about this.

Her community drama group, Stagefright, are performing Alladin this year. It's been chaos all week, I have even had to turn my hand to ironing and the like, as thewife has been out every night, returning home exhausted long after I have gone to bed. Nevertheless its all good fun, my first night on the job was fraught with fraughtness. The 2 other stagehands seemed like seasoned pros down to the exaggerated campness. There was a lot more drama going on behind the scenes than out front. They managed to miss a whole scene but like the troupers they are, went on with it anyway. Theatre was full of noisy Brownies screaming through the whole show, so they didn't mind the missing scene.

I saw the actual performance from the front last night with Mumsy and the neighbours, and a jolly good show it was too.

posted by timesnewroman at 8:57 AM

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Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Oh fuck! To borrow an exclamation mark from Reidski. The hard drive is dead. Hence I haven't been on, or am likely to get on here much in the forseeable future. No internet, no email and I think I have probably lost a significant amount of irreplacable data, not to mention all my email addresses. Email me please folks and I'll pick it up when the new, deeper in debt me gets to play with a super new toy in a week to 10 days. Behind every cloud there is a silverish flat screen.

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That's � 25 thanks and a slap on the wrist, not to mention the redness of face when man in computer peripherals shop says "sorry, your card has been declined". Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! I then try to pay the account over the phone and reach an automated answering machine which gets as far as getting me to put loads of details in via the phone keypad and then at the last kick, decides that I will need to speak to a human. Of course the sensible humans have all fucked off home, leaving the machine to run everything. Guess I'll just have to wait a few days more. I was going to review the year but what the hell, read the archives. Next year's going to be better. I'm sure of this. posted by timesnewroman at 5:57 PM 0 comments Wednesday, December 29, 2004 Football Injury I went to Rugby Park on Monday and saw Killie notch up their first victory in what seems like forever. Midway through the second half, there was a particularly exciting patch which ended in a brilliant shot on goal, which was so certain I leapt up from my seat only to slip and fall awkwardly and painfully. My right leg banged against the bracket holding the seat in front of me and was really sore. The lighting wasn't strong enough to have a decent look at it, but it felt wet, so I reckoned I had grazed it. Of course the sure fire goal was kept out somehow, but 3 -1 was a decent result for a change. On getting home, thewife had a close look at what turned out to be a particularly nasty gash. She reckoned it would probably need stitches and phoned the local on-call service that has a clinic, but it was really busy and would probably take hours. Likewise the local A & E Dept. We didn't have that kind of time as we were going to Lady El's for dinner. It's a year since Manuel died and we were going to have a quiet night in with some music and food and a bucketful of drink to mark the occasion. So we cleaned and dressed the wound and got the wine together. It was a nice night, nothing solemn or mournful, just some good tunes, chat and hot gossip. I have no firm recollection of the rest of the night given that after we drank 4 bottles of wine we went on to Armagnac and Malt. Not in the same glass obviously. We sort of staggered the short journey home around 5.30 am I believe. On waking in the early afternoon, thewife has a look at wound and decides that we are going to the A & E. Remarkably quickly dealt with, there was no lengthy wait doc had a look at it, said we should have come yesterday, it would have been easier to pull both edges of the cut togther and paper-stitch and it will also take longer to heal. I was also told to keep off my feet as much as possible which I think I can probably manage. Oh and a tetanus shot to boot. Football! Its more important than life or death. posted by timesnewroman at 10:30 AM 0 comments Sunday, December 26, 2004 Santa has indeed been good to me. Clothes and clothes and smelly stuff and a new digital camera and the computer game I have been meaning to get for a long time now, Civilization III. I've been an addict since the first one, 2 weeks of world domination loom, but its certainly more difficult than its predecessors. It's clear I can't just spend my time in front of the computer, so the wife and I go for a cold walk with the camera. Harbourside called and that's where we went. First up its lets try and get all arty. This is the leg of something that once sat at the harbourmouth. Rust The wife likes collecting what she calls driftwood. I call them logs and she has more than enough of them. Any more and she carries them and they remain outside of the house. Mmm! thewife spys Driftwood The harbour was full of people taking photos with new cameras. I wondered if I would catch the moon in this photo. It was beautiful big and round against a darkening sky. You can see it just to the right of the interesting Pilot House. Pilot House and Full Moon posted by timesnewroman at 5:24 PM 0 comments Thursday, December 23, 2004 Supermarket Gridlock Went to Tesco's last night. 7.30pm., got home 9.20pm. It's not far and we didn't get the much. The place was absolutely mobbed. Apparently the shop is going to be closed for a couple of days hence the madness descends on the entire populace of Irvine who have to buy every bloody thing they have on the shelves. For convenience we bought 75% of a bag of ice cubes, well that's what was left when we got home. thewife had previously had a stressful day so I reckoned bit of consumer therapy with the promise of chocolate along the way would be ideal. Not so! By the end of ordeal it was me that was stressed, queues that wouldn't have disgraced a Polish butcher on a good day sometime in the early 80s. Good job we bought plenty if vino! posted by timesnewroman at 7:12 AM 0 comments Sunday, December 19, 2004 We held our annual Woodies Christmas Night Out in the Watersports Club. Meals cooked in-house by Liz. Following last year's do which was extremely disappointing, this year the food was excellent and the Guinness, wine and spiced rum contrived to give me a major headache this morning. Nevertheless, the night itself was great, fabulous entertainment from a multi-talented Karaoke band. Actually it was a duo who played guitars, keyboard and saxophone who did a variety of popular numbers guaranteed to have folks our age dancing after a few. The Councillor was on sparkling form, from the off reading out his Christmas Cracker joke: How many cars does Captain Kirk have? A left one a right one and a final frontier. That was with his specs on. The young folks too were a hoot. posted by timesnewroman at 5:04 PM 0 comments Wednesday, December 15, 2004 Good Bloody Riddance posted by timesnewroman at 6:42 PM 0 comments Tuesday, December 14, 2004 Stunning - viaduc de Millau Built by the same company that built the Eiffel Tower this came in on budget and earlier than scheduled. Maybe the Scottish Executive should have gone to them to build the Scottish Parliament. posted by timesnewroman at 7:28 PM 0 comments Time catches up A good day for justice when Thatcher's evil bastard chum finally faces trial for mass murder and torture. They should bring back capital punishment for the finale. Eighty nine years old or not the treacherous nazi old shitebag has laughed off any attempt to make him take responsibility for crimes, including the CIA assisted overthrow of a democratically elected government and the murder of the head of state. Party on dudes! posted by timesnewroman at 6:48 AM 0 comments Saturday, December 11, 2004 Its Black, I'm Back Yowzah, Yowzah. Yowzah! After several days, that felt like weeks, of intermittent internet connection on borrowed connections I am back. What's happened in the intervening period, much excitement and wonderful newsworthy events. Well no not much anyway. Blunkett is still an arse and features in our office nativity scene as Joseph, dressed in batman outfit with Fathers 4 Justice on the front. Steve Bell's idea really, but I am sure he won't mind. Blunkey's line is "Who's the daddy?" thewife is in chaotic thespian mode and to make matters worse has managed to persuade me to help move scenery and stuff. I believe it's called "crewing" and is carried out dressed in black under cover of darkness. I'm wondering if David Blunkett should know about this. Her community drama group, Stagefright, are performing Alladin this year. It's been chaos all week, I have even had to turn my hand to ironing and the like, as thewife has been out every night, returning home exhausted long after I have gone to bed. Nevertheless its all good fun, my first night on the job was fraught with fraughtness. The 2 other stagehands seemed like seasoned pros down to the exaggerated campness. There was a lot more drama going on behind the scenes than out front. They managed to miss a whole scene but like the troupers they are, went on with it anyway. Theatre was full of noisy Brownies screaming through the whole show, so they didn't mind the missing scene. I saw the actual performance from the front last night with Mumsy and the neighbours, and a jolly good show it was too. posted by timesnewroman at 8:57 AM 0 comments Wednesday, December 01, 2004 Oh fuck! To borrow an exclamation mark from Reidski. The hard drive is dead. Hence I haven't been on, or am likely to get on here much in the forseeable future. No internet, no email and I think I have probably lost a significant amount of irreplacable data, not to mention all my email addresses. Email me please folks and I'll pick it up when the new, deeper in debt me gets to play with a super new toy in a week to 10 days. Behind every cloud there is a silverish flat screen. posted by timesnewroman at 8:26 PM 0 comments