Monthly Archives: July 2011

Shortened blog today you’ll all be pleased to hear..getting picked up in an hour to go to the airport and Whitey hates it when he turns up to pick me up (generally involving him going a good few miles out … Continue reading →

First up, a special thanks to Hannah Byrne who sent me a lovely Birthday Card today, I don’t know where she got the idea that I was harbouring any thoughts about having had no recognition of my birthday, but she … Continue reading →

There are certain journeys (what does the plural of journey think it is doing not being journies?) which I have made countless time in my life but I forget a bit of them – thus thinking I am nearer the … Continue reading →

Not that today was slow or anything but I think I would have to say that the highpoint involved a discussion about how long the people who work around me could remain undetected in a recycle bin. Yeah, that’s how … Continue reading →

I thought I was going to win some kind of prize for yesterday’s blog. The way I beautifully pointed out the foibles of the anger of everyone getting angry about yesterday’s sad news. I didn’t though, unless getting ‘liked’ by … Continue reading →

One of the oft-repeated adages of life is that you should never meet your heroes. Though I understand the sentiment, I think it’s a bit of a narrow world view: it kind of hinges on everyone’s hero being a bit … Continue reading →

There was an odd game of ‘Who Can Stand Furthest Away from The Mad Woman’ at the bus stop this morning. Anyone who has got a bus up Oxford Road will probably know the mad woman in question (and I … Continue reading →