There can't be anyone who hasn't heard of the Edinburgh Fringe so I won't bother explaining that it is a world renowned festival complete with acts to suit all tastes...oh there we go.
This weekend, I'll be taking a look myself, after missing out last year.
I think it's such a brilliant cultured thing to do and, having performed there myself in the past, I can understand the sheer thrill of taking to the stages, even if it is for free.
I have no idea what I'm going to see, I love the variety and hate it at the same time.
I know there will be things I can't see but I'll have fun trying to get round as much as I can.
I wonder if anyone else is going...drop me an email if you'll be there at the weekend!
I'll blog what I go and see after the weekend, but I just thought I'd share my sense of looking forwardness in an otherwise bland, monotonous summer!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Spring Clean!
A letter came through my door recently that sent chills through my heart and gave birth to a mounting dread in my stomach. It wasn't a massive debt, a pay review for my new job or even a notice that my grandmother was coming to visit (shudder)
My lettings agent was informing me that they were coming for (another) routine inspection of the property. It makes me think if they spent less time on these inspections and more time dealing with other problems (i.e faulty washing machines) then they may develop themselves a better reputation but never mind!
I hate anybody poking around in my private spaces. (Please don't take that risky phrase out of context!) Last time they came round, they had the ordasity to stick their noses in our wardrobes and kitchen cupboards and even our fridge!
So, bearing all this in mind, my paranoia stakes were high and iIdecided there was only one thing for it: a dramatic spring clean so there can be no opportunity for embarassment.
Four and a half hours later and the place is sparkling. Everything is in order, the wardrobes are neat and tidy, washing and ironing is up to date, the carpet is cleaned and everything is gleaming with a fresh coat of polish.
Lovely!
So while I hate the intrudence of some stranger inspecting my home, I must admit, if it wasn't for this, I probably never would have mustered the courage to have a good old muck out!
And I feel much better now for it.
I double dare her to say anything is not up to scratch....
My lettings agent was informing me that they were coming for (another) routine inspection of the property. It makes me think if they spent less time on these inspections and more time dealing with other problems (i.e faulty washing machines) then they may develop themselves a better reputation but never mind!
I hate anybody poking around in my private spaces. (Please don't take that risky phrase out of context!) Last time they came round, they had the ordasity to stick their noses in our wardrobes and kitchen cupboards and even our fridge!
So, bearing all this in mind, my paranoia stakes were high and iIdecided there was only one thing for it: a dramatic spring clean so there can be no opportunity for embarassment.
Four and a half hours later and the place is sparkling. Everything is in order, the wardrobes are neat and tidy, washing and ironing is up to date, the carpet is cleaned and everything is gleaming with a fresh coat of polish.
Lovely!
So while I hate the intrudence of some stranger inspecting my home, I must admit, if it wasn't for this, I probably never would have mustered the courage to have a good old muck out!
And I feel much better now for it.
I double dare her to say anything is not up to scratch....
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Who said you had to be brainy to be a Journalist?
In a 'high brow' newspaper column, a journalist had this to say yesterday: 'I don't understand all the furore of letting the MP's who were part of the scandal resign. They've been caught now so they won't do it again so we would be better keeping them in their jobs.'
Ahem, excuse me? Have they not broken the law? Anyone else would have been thrown in jail never mind lose their high paid job!
I might go and murder someone in my workpalce tomorrow, confess to my boss, say sorry I won't do it again, see you at 9 tomorrow.
How do some people's minds work!?
Ahem, excuse me? Have they not broken the law? Anyone else would have been thrown in jail never mind lose their high paid job!
I might go and murder someone in my workpalce tomorrow, confess to my boss, say sorry I won't do it again, see you at 9 tomorrow.
How do some people's minds work!?
Monday, April 20, 2009
Bunch of Bankers!
I don't know if this has happened to anyone before, but if so, you will no doubt understand my frustration. About 6 weeks ago, a bank machine gobbled my card after I asked for £100 withdrawal and then shut itself down. So I had no card, minus 100 from my balance and no cash in my hand
Naturally the bank that owned the machine were 'powerless' do do anything and I had to go through my own bank...who only sent a request form back to the other bank anyway. They then told me to wait a month before it is resolved (a spot check takes 4 weeks!?)
6 weeks on, no whisper of that money and when i went into my bank they treated me with the derision associated with awkward customers and people trying to pull a fast one.
But excuse me! I did nothing wrong, I worked for that money and just because it is an inconvenience to the staff paid to do it, it does not mean I am going to shrug my shoulders and say 'ah you win some you lose some'
Would be interested to know if anyone has had this happen to them before.
Naturally the bank that owned the machine were 'powerless' do do anything and I had to go through my own bank...who only sent a request form back to the other bank anyway. They then told me to wait a month before it is resolved (a spot check takes 4 weeks!?)
6 weeks on, no whisper of that money and when i went into my bank they treated me with the derision associated with awkward customers and people trying to pull a fast one.
But excuse me! I did nothing wrong, I worked for that money and just because it is an inconvenience to the staff paid to do it, it does not mean I am going to shrug my shoulders and say 'ah you win some you lose some'
Would be interested to know if anyone has had this happen to them before.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
What a Washout!
For the past three months I have been suffering the aggrivation of living without a washing machine, an experience I can assure you provided me with much frustration.
My flat came supplied with a 'working' washing machine which, after three uses, broke down and flooded the flat downstairs.
This complimentary Persil-non-bio-y shower to our neighbours was the start of much hassle that just proved to me what I had been warned by everyone- don't trust your letting agent!
A plumber confirmed that the machine was faulty, and had been for some time, despite the fact that there was an appliance test carried out in November prior to me moving in. Not only this, but our neighbours informed us that they had been flooded by their last tenant too.
Despite this mounting evidence that the machine was no good, the letting agent insisted on a second opinion, where the same conclusion was reached.
After this, we heard nothing from them for a week and decided we should get the ball moving as leaping on the train with a suitcase full of smelly washing, paying well over a tenner for the privelage of sitting in a grotty launderette run by a stained vested, foul mouthed local whose own caring standards of personal hygeine didn't fill me with much confidence, was hardly an ideal situation.
And cue the torrents of excuses.
'Our manager is on holiday'
'Louise is on the other line'
'She's off sick today'
'Oh, that's strange, we asked them to get in touch...'
BAH!
Eventually we decided that enough was enough and after threatening the termination of our lease, quoting the cause as the agency violating the terms (it cost an extra £50 a month to have appliances!), they have pulled their fingers out of their well used jacksies and tomorrow, FINALLY, we are being supplied with a brand spanker of a washing machine.
Let's hope I can recall how to operate one. It's been a long time!
My flat came supplied with a 'working' washing machine which, after three uses, broke down and flooded the flat downstairs.
This complimentary Persil-non-bio-y shower to our neighbours was the start of much hassle that just proved to me what I had been warned by everyone- don't trust your letting agent!
A plumber confirmed that the machine was faulty, and had been for some time, despite the fact that there was an appliance test carried out in November prior to me moving in. Not only this, but our neighbours informed us that they had been flooded by their last tenant too.
Despite this mounting evidence that the machine was no good, the letting agent insisted on a second opinion, where the same conclusion was reached.
After this, we heard nothing from them for a week and decided we should get the ball moving as leaping on the train with a suitcase full of smelly washing, paying well over a tenner for the privelage of sitting in a grotty launderette run by a stained vested, foul mouthed local whose own caring standards of personal hygeine didn't fill me with much confidence, was hardly an ideal situation.
And cue the torrents of excuses.
'Our manager is on holiday'
'Louise is on the other line'
'She's off sick today'
'Oh, that's strange, we asked them to get in touch...'
BAH!
Eventually we decided that enough was enough and after threatening the termination of our lease, quoting the cause as the agency violating the terms (it cost an extra £50 a month to have appliances!), they have pulled their fingers out of their well used jacksies and tomorrow, FINALLY, we are being supplied with a brand spanker of a washing machine.
Let's hope I can recall how to operate one. It's been a long time!
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Remember Me...?
Well, in case you don't, just to catch up, my first new post will be a bit of a cheat. I can't remember where I found this meme, I got it with the good intention of posting it on the blog last year until life took over.
Anyway here it is. For those who've forgotten who I am, it might just remind you! And for those who haven't there might be something new on it. I say might as I haven't read through it properly yet so I'm just going to fill it out as I go!
1. My uncle once: Became the editor of Thailand's top selling newspaper.
2. Never in my life: Would I support any form of discrimination
3. When I was five: I ate some seeds off a tree...and was poisoned!.
4. High school was: A traumatic experience
5. I will never forget: The friends who helped me through a painful time
6. Once I met: The cast of Corrie. Exciting times...
7. There’s this girl I know: Who I am in love with, despite the fact she's a messy sodette!
8. Once, at a bar: I was chatted up by a girl who collapsed before she finished the sentence. Great for the ego...
9. By noon, I’m usually: Counting down the last half an hour til lunch!
10. Last night: I was mourning the end of Bad Girls after watching the last episodes. Not that I'm sad, you understand?
11. If only I had: My bloody bank card, which was eaten by a greedy bank machine yesterday!
.12. Next time I go to church: Will be for a christening where I am godfather
.13. What worries me most: How long have you got?
14. When I turn my head left I see:A very attractive magnolia wall
15. When I turn my head right I see: A messy room which I'm avoiding tidying for now!
16. You know I’m lying when: I don't do lies.
17. What I miss most about the Eighties is: I only enjoyed one year of the eighties and I can't say it was very memorable
18. If I were a character in Shakespeare I’d be: Benedick...utterly hopeless and naive!
19. By this time next year: I hope that everything is more settled
20. A better name for me would be: I don't know, never really thought about that
21. I have a hard time understanding: Brutality and lies
22. If I ever go back to school, I’ll: be getting paid
23. You know I like you if: I do things you like which I hate
24. If I ever won an award, the first person I would thank would be: The person handing me it, it's only polite after all!
25. Take my advice, never: Take anything for granted, because something round the corner is lying in wait to snatch it away
26. My ideal breakfast is: One that doesn't make me throw up!
27. A song I love but do not have is: Well modern technology allows any songs I like to be very easily obtainable. There are none I don't have
28. If you visit my hometown, I suggest you: check up on my mum and tell me if she's okay
29. Why won’t people: Understand one another better?
30. If you spend a night at my house: I charge £25 a night
31. I’d stop my wedding for: a bill that told me how much it had cost
32. The world could do without: Prejudice and liars
33. I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: go bungee jumping
34. My favourite blonde(s) is/are: My partner
35. Paper clips are more useful than: Paperweights. Clip your papers together with a clip and they'll be too heavy to blow away anyway
36. If I do anything well it’s: because I'm in a good mood
37. I can’t help but: hate showbiz and the media
38. I usually cry: When I get down, often for no reason
39. My advice to my child/nephew/niece: Don't let anyone grind you down. You're better than anyone who tries
40. And by the way: I'll try my best to stick around the blogosphere this time!
Anyway here it is. For those who've forgotten who I am, it might just remind you! And for those who haven't there might be something new on it. I say might as I haven't read through it properly yet so I'm just going to fill it out as I go!
1. My uncle once: Became the editor of Thailand's top selling newspaper.
2. Never in my life: Would I support any form of discrimination
3. When I was five: I ate some seeds off a tree...and was poisoned!.
4. High school was: A traumatic experience
5. I will never forget: The friends who helped me through a painful time
6. Once I met: The cast of Corrie. Exciting times...
7. There’s this girl I know: Who I am in love with, despite the fact she's a messy sodette!
8. Once, at a bar: I was chatted up by a girl who collapsed before she finished the sentence. Great for the ego...
9. By noon, I’m usually: Counting down the last half an hour til lunch!
10. Last night: I was mourning the end of Bad Girls after watching the last episodes. Not that I'm sad, you understand?
11. If only I had: My bloody bank card, which was eaten by a greedy bank machine yesterday!
.12. Next time I go to church: Will be for a christening where I am godfather
.13. What worries me most: How long have you got?
14. When I turn my head left I see:A very attractive magnolia wall
15. When I turn my head right I see: A messy room which I'm avoiding tidying for now!
16. You know I’m lying when: I don't do lies.
17. What I miss most about the Eighties is: I only enjoyed one year of the eighties and I can't say it was very memorable
18. If I were a character in Shakespeare I’d be: Benedick...utterly hopeless and naive!
19. By this time next year: I hope that everything is more settled
20. A better name for me would be: I don't know, never really thought about that
21. I have a hard time understanding: Brutality and lies
22. If I ever go back to school, I’ll: be getting paid
23. You know I like you if: I do things you like which I hate
24. If I ever won an award, the first person I would thank would be: The person handing me it, it's only polite after all!
25. Take my advice, never: Take anything for granted, because something round the corner is lying in wait to snatch it away
26. My ideal breakfast is: One that doesn't make me throw up!
27. A song I love but do not have is: Well modern technology allows any songs I like to be very easily obtainable. There are none I don't have
28. If you visit my hometown, I suggest you: check up on my mum and tell me if she's okay
29. Why won’t people: Understand one another better?
30. If you spend a night at my house: I charge £25 a night
31. I’d stop my wedding for: a bill that told me how much it had cost
32. The world could do without: Prejudice and liars
33. I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: go bungee jumping
34. My favourite blonde(s) is/are: My partner
35. Paper clips are more useful than: Paperweights. Clip your papers together with a clip and they'll be too heavy to blow away anyway
36. If I do anything well it’s: because I'm in a good mood
37. I can’t help but: hate showbiz and the media
38. I usually cry: When I get down, often for no reason
39. My advice to my child/nephew/niece: Don't let anyone grind you down. You're better than anyone who tries
40. And by the way: I'll try my best to stick around the blogosphere this time!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The Wallo Wanderer Returns
Been a hectic end to the year and, yet again, I have fallen sadly behind with my blog!
Quick update to let everyone know how everything is going!
Now living in Newcastle and starting a new job in January and everything is going a bit better now. TOUCH WOOD.
Hope to get in touch with everyone very soon
Keep checking back if you haven't entirely given up on my blog, as my normal posting will resume as soon as I have an internet connection up and running in my new home!
Quick update to let everyone know how everything is going!
Now living in Newcastle and starting a new job in January and everything is going a bit better now. TOUCH WOOD.
Hope to get in touch with everyone very soon
Keep checking back if you haven't entirely given up on my blog, as my normal posting will resume as soon as I have an internet connection up and running in my new home!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wooooops!
I would never make a gardener!
My mum is away for a week's holiday in Turkey (all right for some...) and she asked me to ensure I watered the plants in her greenhouse and back garden while she was away.
I kept up this daily task pretty well for someone with a forgetful nature until yesterday when i forgot.
I thought, never mind I'll just give them an extra dribble today to make up for it!
Turns out, plantlife doesn't quite work like that.
The tomato plants were limp and dry as a bone and I just hope with extra special care, they'll perk up in time for Monday so that my negligence is between me and the leaves.
Fingers crossed!!
My mum is away for a week's holiday in Turkey (all right for some...) and she asked me to ensure I watered the plants in her greenhouse and back garden while she was away.
I kept up this daily task pretty well for someone with a forgetful nature until yesterday when i forgot.
I thought, never mind I'll just give them an extra dribble today to make up for it!
Turns out, plantlife doesn't quite work like that.
The tomato plants were limp and dry as a bone and I just hope with extra special care, they'll perk up in time for Monday so that my negligence is between me and the leaves.
Fingers crossed!!
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Workshops...Work
The police were roaming the school where I work in their masses but sadly it wasn't to take away some of the more hideously behaved kids but to deliver some workshops on prison life and crime.
At first, the students were all excited by the prospect of an insight into the glamorous life that is crime. Rubbing their hands in sadistic anticipation, they were boating to eachother how they'd get away with being on drugs and how they would be able to handle prison life, forgetting that being hard in a schoolyard is a lesser task than being hard in prison.
I was sadlled with a small group through the day and we went round tough talking prison officers warning us off prison life and drugs, and some of the stuff was really eye opening. Thankfully it had this effect on the pupils too as they finished the day saying "I'm never going to end up like that" and "I'm never touching drugs, there's no way I'm going to prison"
Heart warming to see that the workshops got the message through and if it stops just one teenager going off the rails then it was well worth the funding.
There was, however, a coastguard who took things a bit far. The beach sounded more dangerous to prison and an example of his advice was:
"If you insist on walking on the sand, ensure you wear footwear in case there are critters, jellyfish or unexploded world war two bombs under the sand"
Because I can really imagine a flip flop saving me from a catastrophic explosion!!
Even better news however is the fact it is now end of term and six weeks of freedom now beckon.
Absolute bliss!
At first, the students were all excited by the prospect of an insight into the glamorous life that is crime. Rubbing their hands in sadistic anticipation, they were boating to eachother how they'd get away with being on drugs and how they would be able to handle prison life, forgetting that being hard in a schoolyard is a lesser task than being hard in prison.
I was sadlled with a small group through the day and we went round tough talking prison officers warning us off prison life and drugs, and some of the stuff was really eye opening. Thankfully it had this effect on the pupils too as they finished the day saying "I'm never going to end up like that" and "I'm never touching drugs, there's no way I'm going to prison"
Heart warming to see that the workshops got the message through and if it stops just one teenager going off the rails then it was well worth the funding.
There was, however, a coastguard who took things a bit far. The beach sounded more dangerous to prison and an example of his advice was:
"If you insist on walking on the sand, ensure you wear footwear in case there are critters, jellyfish or unexploded world war two bombs under the sand"
Because I can really imagine a flip flop saving me from a catastrophic explosion!!
Even better news however is the fact it is now end of term and six weeks of freedom now beckon.
Absolute bliss!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
It's been a long year...
But I feel I should commit to my bloggage once again.
Whole hearted apologies for such a lengthy abscence to those of you I lost touch with. I hope we can catch up soon
Speaking of catching up, a lot has happened over the past year, some good, some bad and over the next few posts I'll try and fill in some gaps
Leave comments, let me know how you are!
In the meantime, for those who have forgotten about me, I'll enclose a most fascinating meme! Won't tag this time, not really fair seeing as I've been away for so long! ;)
#Are your parents married or divorced? They're divorced
Are you a vegetarian? No
Do you believe in Heaven? No
Have you ever come close to dying? Yes
What jewelry do you wear 24/7? I don't
Are you eating? Right now? No
Do you eat the stems of broccoli? On the rare occasions I have broccoli yes, I thought nit was the done thing!
Do you wear makeup? No...
Would you ever have plastic surgery? Not for vanity. Only as reconstruction if anything terrible happened
What do you wear to bed? Hmm...that depends..
Have you ever done anything illegal? Minor stuff. Shhh
Can you roll your tounge? Yes, my biggest talent!
Do You have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Not right now no
Do you believe in Abortions? Do I believe in them as in do they exist? Yes. DO i agree with them...? Depends on the circumstances
What is your Hair color? Brown
Future child's name, boy and girl? Not planned that far ahead!
Do you smoke? No
If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? Hmmm toughie...Somewhere with breathtaking culture or a fantastic atmosphere. Rome, Japan, New York..
Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Sometimes! They always end up on the floor yet they always come back into my bed. More loyal than a woman!
If you won the lottery, what would you do first? Celebrate!!
Gold or silver? Silver
Hamburger or hot dog? em. Hamburger but only if its a real one and not pocessed crap. Hot dogs contain all sorts like...soil and family budgie
If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? Ermmm....I don't know...dont really like food! It's just a necessity!
City, beach or country? ooo depends on the mood!
What was the last thing you touched? My keyboard...duh
Where did you eat last? In the kitchen
When's the last time you cried? Last night
Do you read blogs? Yes
Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex? For fancy dress yes...not as a genuine attempt to pass myself off as a woman though!
Ever been involved with the police? Yes
what's your favorite shampoo/conditioner and soap? Lynx
Do you talk in your sleep? Not often no
Ocean or pool? Pool...too many beasties in the ocean...don't like jellyfish!
What's your favorite song at the moment 'There's Only Me' by Rob Dougan
have you ever had a cavity? No
Window seat or aisle seats? Window normally unless it's a plane, don't like watching the ground get smaller!
Ever met anyone famous? yes
Do you feel that you've had a truly successful life? No
Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? just mash it in my mouth haha, too lazy for any of that palarver
What is your fav. sport to play? Tennis
Basketball or football? Basketball
when was the last time you went to the bathroom? Half an hour ago!
Do you drive a stick? ...what? Twigs don't have engines as far as I'm aware
Cake or ice cream? Cake AND ice cream
Are you self-conscious? Very
Do you like any of your close friends? No, can't stand them...what an idiot question
Have you ever given money to a bum? Yes
Have you been in love? Yes
Where do you wish you were? Somewhere fun!
On myspace why is the 1st person on ur top 8 there? Don't do Myspace
Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Yes
Can you tango? Im not sure
Last gift you received?Emmm...a gothic Jesus cross keyring for some bizarre reason. Oh wait no, a poster!
What occasion did you recieve your gift? A studnet in my class gave me it. Cos i'm cool, obviously
Last thing you spent lots of money on? Shopping spree!
Where do you live? My house
Last wedding attended. One of my aunty's many big days
Favorite restaurant? Don't have one
What is your favorite kind of car? Don't care
Most hated food(s) My GOD this survey has too many food questions...eggs
Most loved food(s)?erm! Don't know!
Can you sing?Apparentley
Person on your mind? Yes =)
What's your least fav. chores? Washing dishes. Bleugh! Or cleaning a toilet...
Favorite drink?Coke, red wine, jack daniels, vodka, lucozade...not together obviously...hmm would be interesting
Currently have a Crush? Of course
How long was your longest drive in a car? 10 hours *yawn*
Why do you do surveys? Easy way to fill a blog post
Do you know who Nick Tyo is? No, should I...?
Whole hearted apologies for such a lengthy abscence to those of you I lost touch with. I hope we can catch up soon
Speaking of catching up, a lot has happened over the past year, some good, some bad and over the next few posts I'll try and fill in some gaps
Leave comments, let me know how you are!
In the meantime, for those who have forgotten about me, I'll enclose a most fascinating meme! Won't tag this time, not really fair seeing as I've been away for so long! ;)
#Are your parents married or divorced? They're divorced
Are you a vegetarian? No
Do you believe in Heaven? No
Have you ever come close to dying? Yes
What jewelry do you wear 24/7? I don't
Are you eating? Right now? No
Do you eat the stems of broccoli? On the rare occasions I have broccoli yes, I thought nit was the done thing!
Do you wear makeup? No...
Would you ever have plastic surgery? Not for vanity. Only as reconstruction if anything terrible happened
What do you wear to bed? Hmm...that depends..
Have you ever done anything illegal? Minor stuff. Shhh
Can you roll your tounge? Yes, my biggest talent!
Do You have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Not right now no
Do you believe in Abortions? Do I believe in them as in do they exist? Yes. DO i agree with them...? Depends on the circumstances
What is your Hair color? Brown
Future child's name, boy and girl? Not planned that far ahead!
Do you smoke? No
If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? Hmmm toughie...Somewhere with breathtaking culture or a fantastic atmosphere. Rome, Japan, New York..
Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Sometimes! They always end up on the floor yet they always come back into my bed. More loyal than a woman!
If you won the lottery, what would you do first? Celebrate!!
Gold or silver? Silver
Hamburger or hot dog? em. Hamburger but only if its a real one and not pocessed crap. Hot dogs contain all sorts like...soil and family budgie
If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? Ermmm....I don't know...dont really like food! It's just a necessity!
City, beach or country? ooo depends on the mood!
What was the last thing you touched? My keyboard...duh
Where did you eat last? In the kitchen
When's the last time you cried? Last night
Do you read blogs? Yes
Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex? For fancy dress yes...not as a genuine attempt to pass myself off as a woman though!
Ever been involved with the police? Yes
what's your favorite shampoo/conditioner and soap? Lynx
Do you talk in your sleep? Not often no
Ocean or pool? Pool...too many beasties in the ocean...don't like jellyfish!
What's your favorite song at the moment 'There's Only Me' by Rob Dougan
have you ever had a cavity? No
Window seat or aisle seats? Window normally unless it's a plane, don't like watching the ground get smaller!
Ever met anyone famous? yes
Do you feel that you've had a truly successful life? No
Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? just mash it in my mouth haha, too lazy for any of that palarver
What is your fav. sport to play? Tennis
Basketball or football? Basketball
when was the last time you went to the bathroom? Half an hour ago!
Do you drive a stick? ...what? Twigs don't have engines as far as I'm aware
Cake or ice cream? Cake AND ice cream
Are you self-conscious? Very
Do you like any of your close friends? No, can't stand them...what an idiot question
Have you ever given money to a bum? Yes
Have you been in love? Yes
Where do you wish you were? Somewhere fun!
On myspace why is the 1st person on ur top 8 there? Don't do Myspace
Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Yes
Can you tango? Im not sure
Last gift you received?Emmm...a gothic Jesus cross keyring for some bizarre reason. Oh wait no, a poster!
What occasion did you recieve your gift? A studnet in my class gave me it. Cos i'm cool, obviously
Last thing you spent lots of money on? Shopping spree!
Where do you live? My house
Last wedding attended. One of my aunty's many big days
Favorite restaurant? Don't have one
What is your favorite kind of car? Don't care
Most hated food(s) My GOD this survey has too many food questions...eggs
Most loved food(s)?erm! Don't know!
Can you sing?Apparentley
Person on your mind? Yes =)
What's your least fav. chores? Washing dishes. Bleugh! Or cleaning a toilet...
Favorite drink?Coke, red wine, jack daniels, vodka, lucozade...not together obviously...hmm would be interesting
Currently have a Crush? Of course
How long was your longest drive in a car? 10 hours *yawn*
Why do you do surveys? Easy way to fill a blog post
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Saturday, October 13, 2007
Yay! Weekend off!
Okay I might not have anything exciting planned...
but Im enjoying sitting here and getting paid
Have a nice weekend everyone!
but Im enjoying sitting here and getting paid
Have a nice weekend everyone!
Friday, October 05, 2007
Saturday phone lines
Joining the gym six months ago at a discount rate seemed such a great idea.
It was something to do, something healthy, not too time consuming and close to home. I'm not a sporty guy so I needed something to keep me fit.
So I sign the dotted line and get taken into a year contract.
I attended two months and the past four months Ive been shamefully paying for a service I've got out of the habit of using.
While it's my intention to return in the very near future, I managed to miscalculate a direct debit and left insufficient funds in my account for two days.
As lady luck would have it, it was at this point, the company attempted to claim their money and since then I've been left with a £30 service, sorry, punishment charge for withholding money from them.
Fair enough, my own stupid fault.
So i phone up to pay and it's a premium phone line. Great, as if they're not getting enough money out of me. I'm paying double for something I didn't use at all this month but hey, only myself to blame.
I take myself through the several choices and then am faced with silence.
After five minutes of trumpet music I hear a voice. About time!
Unfortunately it's an advertisement informing me what a great investment joining a gym has been. Errr hello!? You don't need to advertise to me, I'm already stuck in your contract otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here, wasting my lunch break away trying to make an overdue payment to you!
As the guy drones on about less risk of diabetes and additional promotion opportunites due to lack of sick days from work (All due to the gym, I kid you not!) I wonder what kind of phone charges I am now building up.
Eventually, after a severely long and repetitive (not to mention utter bullshit) advertisement, I hear a phone ringing. Hooray, am I finally getting through!?
Here was what I heard.
"Sorry, our customer service department is closed on a Saturday. please call again later. goodbye"
Grrrrrr.
And double grrrr.
Could you not have informed me of this first!?
I look at my phone and see 13 minutes and 42 seconds on the call timer.
I HATE phone lines!
It was something to do, something healthy, not too time consuming and close to home. I'm not a sporty guy so I needed something to keep me fit.
So I sign the dotted line and get taken into a year contract.
I attended two months and the past four months Ive been shamefully paying for a service I've got out of the habit of using.
While it's my intention to return in the very near future, I managed to miscalculate a direct debit and left insufficient funds in my account for two days.
As lady luck would have it, it was at this point, the company attempted to claim their money and since then I've been left with a £30 service, sorry, punishment charge for withholding money from them.
Fair enough, my own stupid fault.
So i phone up to pay and it's a premium phone line. Great, as if they're not getting enough money out of me. I'm paying double for something I didn't use at all this month but hey, only myself to blame.
I take myself through the several choices and then am faced with silence.
After five minutes of trumpet music I hear a voice. About time!
Unfortunately it's an advertisement informing me what a great investment joining a gym has been. Errr hello!? You don't need to advertise to me, I'm already stuck in your contract otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here, wasting my lunch break away trying to make an overdue payment to you!
As the guy drones on about less risk of diabetes and additional promotion opportunites due to lack of sick days from work (All due to the gym, I kid you not!) I wonder what kind of phone charges I am now building up.
Eventually, after a severely long and repetitive (not to mention utter bullshit) advertisement, I hear a phone ringing. Hooray, am I finally getting through!?
Here was what I heard.
"Sorry, our customer service department is closed on a Saturday. please call again later. goodbye"
Grrrrrr.
And double grrrr.
Could you not have informed me of this first!?
I look at my phone and see 13 minutes and 42 seconds on the call timer.
I HATE phone lines!
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
I'm still here!
What can I say?
I've been a bit of a lazy bugger around these parts. I could offer numerous excuses but anyway I'm still alive and still semi-kicking and hoping to catch up with everyone soon.
So what's new? Finished with school and got my A-Level results. Two B's and a C which I was highly satisfied with, particularly given my miserable year where education was concerned.
I'm taking a gap year for the moment, but keeping busy, planning on holding down two jobs and squeezing in some teaching experience too. Better than sitting around doing nothing.
While I certainly haven't ruled out returning to education in the future, it's a relief to be free of it at least for now.
Also planning a trip to New York next year which I'm looking forward to. 2-3 weeks of no work and no hassle and just a nice holiday.
Hopefully that will come off, I'll keep that one posted.
The kitten I mentioned a couple of months ago is growing at a blinding speed but he's still a little guy.
(Oh yeah, forgot to mention, she has become a he. I have only just managed to get into the habit of calling it a he)
I'm going to upload some pictures of him with my next post (which hopefully won't be another two month gap)
All that's left is to make sure everyone else is doing fine! I've been catching up on all the blogs over the last couple of days and hopefully, with things in a bitof a finer rhythm down my way, The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two can return to some form of regularity.
I just have to pull my finger out!
I've been a bit of a lazy bugger around these parts. I could offer numerous excuses but anyway I'm still alive and still semi-kicking and hoping to catch up with everyone soon.
So what's new? Finished with school and got my A-Level results. Two B's and a C which I was highly satisfied with, particularly given my miserable year where education was concerned.
I'm taking a gap year for the moment, but keeping busy, planning on holding down two jobs and squeezing in some teaching experience too. Better than sitting around doing nothing.
While I certainly haven't ruled out returning to education in the future, it's a relief to be free of it at least for now.
Also planning a trip to New York next year which I'm looking forward to. 2-3 weeks of no work and no hassle and just a nice holiday.
Hopefully that will come off, I'll keep that one posted.
The kitten I mentioned a couple of months ago is growing at a blinding speed but he's still a little guy.
(Oh yeah, forgot to mention, she has become a he. I have only just managed to get into the habit of calling it a he)
I'm going to upload some pictures of him with my next post (which hopefully won't be another two month gap)
All that's left is to make sure everyone else is doing fine! I've been catching up on all the blogs over the last couple of days and hopefully, with things in a bitof a finer rhythm down my way, The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two can return to some form of regularity.
I just have to pull my finger out!
Monday, July 09, 2007
Phew! A breather please!
Okay, so I've had quite a busy time of it of late so to those I promised to get in touch with, I can't stress enough apologies and I'll contact you tomorrow as I have a day off.
So what's new? Finished school...as in finished finished! The relief is immeasurable, just awaiting the exam results now but I'm not worried.
What will be will be and all that...
Spent a nice weekend in York and attended a party which was good and also had my finishing prom which was an experience. However, there's a bit of a them and us thing going on with groups of people who's lives seemed dominated by school and then wasters like myself who had other stuff. So the night was whittled away cliquing and correctly predicting the repitive recipients of the awards. (you know the kind, who will be prime minister etc *yawn* There's going to be a bit of a power battle in government in 20 years time if all the prom predictions across the country come true)
And oh yes, i got myself a little kitten!! The cutest little ginger and white ball of fluff. She's GORGEOUS and came with the name of Jaffa. It was the choice of the BARK staff and may seem cliche but she suits it.
There'll be pics of her coming soon!
Hope everyone is well in the blogosphere. I'm certainly relaxed now after all the stress of the few months that have passed.
Starting to look to the future now, instead of feeling miserable about the present.
hey, maybe I could have even made a breakthrough where my illness is concerned. Here's hoping!
Keep in touch everyone!
So what's new? Finished school...as in finished finished! The relief is immeasurable, just awaiting the exam results now but I'm not worried.
What will be will be and all that...
Spent a nice weekend in York and attended a party which was good and also had my finishing prom which was an experience. However, there's a bit of a them and us thing going on with groups of people who's lives seemed dominated by school and then wasters like myself who had other stuff. So the night was whittled away cliquing and correctly predicting the repitive recipients of the awards. (you know the kind, who will be prime minister etc *yawn* There's going to be a bit of a power battle in government in 20 years time if all the prom predictions across the country come true)
And oh yes, i got myself a little kitten!! The cutest little ginger and white ball of fluff. She's GORGEOUS and came with the name of Jaffa. It was the choice of the BARK staff and may seem cliche but she suits it.
There'll be pics of her coming soon!
Hope everyone is well in the blogosphere. I'm certainly relaxed now after all the stress of the few months that have passed.
Starting to look to the future now, instead of feeling miserable about the present.
hey, maybe I could have even made a breakthrough where my illness is concerned. Here's hoping!
Keep in touch everyone!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Just...Bah!
Well how about this?
You have an exam in the morning and for the whole year your teacher has told you that you can take in notes to help you. Well there I am reading my notes over to familiarise myself with them before tomorrow and I look in a revision guide to see if there's anything I can add.
Imagine my confusion when I come across a sentence which says 'of course you aren't permitted to take any additional notes into the exam'
Oh yeah OF COURSE...
Slightly concerned I check the website of the examination board which confirms my worst fears. The notes I have are useless and I learn at the very last minute it must all be commited to memory. Well that's just brilliant. So why on earth has my teacher been telling me I can take notes in?
I alerted all of my classmates who were equally as surprised and disheartened as me and when we phone our teacher she tells us she's been reading from a specification two years old and didn't realise anything had changed.
Well that's just great!
Thanks, miss...
You have an exam in the morning and for the whole year your teacher has told you that you can take in notes to help you. Well there I am reading my notes over to familiarise myself with them before tomorrow and I look in a revision guide to see if there's anything I can add.
Imagine my confusion when I come across a sentence which says 'of course you aren't permitted to take any additional notes into the exam'
Oh yeah OF COURSE...
Slightly concerned I check the website of the examination board which confirms my worst fears. The notes I have are useless and I learn at the very last minute it must all be commited to memory. Well that's just brilliant. So why on earth has my teacher been telling me I can take notes in?
I alerted all of my classmates who were equally as surprised and disheartened as me and when we phone our teacher she tells us she's been reading from a specification two years old and didn't realise anything had changed.
Well that's just great!
Thanks, miss...
Sunday, June 24, 2007
D'oh!
Yeah, so I'm now regularly doing 4 different jobs silmultaneously at my place of work, the latest addition being the somewhat tedious task of counting, organising, sending away blah blah blah of each day's takings.
Basically this involves locking oneself in a poky little room, surrounded by absurd amounts of money, a tempermental, mistake prone money weighing machine and a calculator. It's a task that one missed step or one miscalculation sees the whole thing plunged into confusion. A mistake is not easy to rectify, even if you know what you've done, and I made a bit of a whopper today.
After all the processes were complete I then had to have the computer work out if the takings I had were all present and correct. Well doesn't the bloody thing tell me I'm £3000 over!? I couldn't even begin to comprehend where I had miscalculated or counted £3000 out. It's normal to have a pound or even up to a tenner but otherwise the procedures are fairly watertight and don't allow for such errors. But when they do, boy are they hard to fix.
Turns out I'd looked at the wrong column and typed the wrong number into the calculator, resulting in that difference.
Sad to think that one tiny little mistake like your eye missing a line can keep me in that office an extra three hours and pound my head more than necessary.
Psssht. They want me to do this every weekend, which is against what I asked when I first agreed to do it. Suddenly every other weekend has increased slightly but if it's going to be as irritating as this, they'll have a fight getting me in there on a regular basis.
Bah!
But one musn't grumble, I'm outta work for the next 7 days. I'm not too excited mind you, the holiday has just been booked to make time for exams.
It's a sad life I lead isn't it?
Basically this involves locking oneself in a poky little room, surrounded by absurd amounts of money, a tempermental, mistake prone money weighing machine and a calculator. It's a task that one missed step or one miscalculation sees the whole thing plunged into confusion. A mistake is not easy to rectify, even if you know what you've done, and I made a bit of a whopper today.
After all the processes were complete I then had to have the computer work out if the takings I had were all present and correct. Well doesn't the bloody thing tell me I'm £3000 over!? I couldn't even begin to comprehend where I had miscalculated or counted £3000 out. It's normal to have a pound or even up to a tenner but otherwise the procedures are fairly watertight and don't allow for such errors. But when they do, boy are they hard to fix.
Turns out I'd looked at the wrong column and typed the wrong number into the calculator, resulting in that difference.
Sad to think that one tiny little mistake like your eye missing a line can keep me in that office an extra three hours and pound my head more than necessary.
Psssht. They want me to do this every weekend, which is against what I asked when I first agreed to do it. Suddenly every other weekend has increased slightly but if it's going to be as irritating as this, they'll have a fight getting me in there on a regular basis.
Bah!
But one musn't grumble, I'm outta work for the next 7 days. I'm not too excited mind you, the holiday has just been booked to make time for exams.
It's a sad life I lead isn't it?
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Monday Blues...or monday snooze?
I don't do lie ins, wasting the morning away in my bed until lunch but tomorrow for the first time in years, I will have the opportunity to do just that.
Do you think if I stay up into the early and progressively later hours of tomorrow morning before I sleep I will then be able to doze until a time that warrants the title of lie in?
It's the first chance I've had in so long and I just want to mark it...because I can!
Logical? Nah! Knowing me I will still get up relatively early anyway and begin to regret my disobedience towards my drooping eyelids
We'll see...!
Good night and I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I'm preparing myself for a severely un-manic Monday and I can't wait! ;)
Do you think if I stay up into the early and progressively later hours of tomorrow morning before I sleep I will then be able to doze until a time that warrants the title of lie in?
It's the first chance I've had in so long and I just want to mark it...because I can!
Logical? Nah! Knowing me I will still get up relatively early anyway and begin to regret my disobedience towards my drooping eyelids
We'll see...!
Good night and I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I'm preparing myself for a severely un-manic Monday and I can't wait! ;)
Friday, June 15, 2007
Click the link!
Just when we thought the movie business had run out of ideas....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMp8mSRiHow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMp8mSRiHow
Friday, June 08, 2007
And into June...
It's nice when the heavens open and the sky explodes with thunder and lightning when you're walking home. And with sodden clothes weighing you to the ground, you get the fright of your life when a loud bolt strikes a tree very close to you.
Really nice.
Never been so wet in all of my life
Really nice.
Never been so wet in all of my life
Sunday, June 03, 2007
At last!
It's been a long time coming, well over ten years to be exact, but finally, after a particularly difficult two years stuck in the heavily flawed education system supplied in my area, my school life is approaching a forseeable conclusion.
I have five school days left until all I have to do is attend my examinations and already I can feel the intense weight of burden being slowly lifted from my shoulders.
Up until after my GCSE's I saw education and school as my only way to make a decent future but sixth form life, if it's quality is high enough to be classed as that, has totally changed my views.
From being a very dutiful servant to lessons and school tasks, I now cannot wait for it to be a distant memory.
I will certainly miss the social side of it and will hold dearly on to fond memories, but very few will belong in the last two years.
Five days, encounting.
I have five school days left until all I have to do is attend my examinations and already I can feel the intense weight of burden being slowly lifted from my shoulders.
Up until after my GCSE's I saw education and school as my only way to make a decent future but sixth form life, if it's quality is high enough to be classed as that, has totally changed my views.
From being a very dutiful servant to lessons and school tasks, I now cannot wait for it to be a distant memory.
I will certainly miss the social side of it and will hold dearly on to fond memories, but very few will belong in the last two years.
Five days, encounting.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Late night customer service
Saturday night, very starving, convenient fast food joint across the road.
Forgetting the fact that the place was the doldrums and probably maintained the same level of hygeine of a used nappy, I was hungry so went to purchase some substance cunningly disguised as food.
As a waited for the greasy handed, hairnet-less, *cough* cheerful staff to prepare my meal, another customer, slightly worse for the wear comes in and is only physically able to order his meal by stabbing his finger blindly at a menu, my presumption being any movement of his mouth would result in a torrent of vomit flying out.
Next in (yes I did wait quite a while) was a couple of guys who clearly weren't at ease with our language. They managed to order the meal but forgot the magic word.
The stubby chav-woman behind the till glares, chewing her gum meaningfully (and loudly) and says 'Do you not say please?'
After some confusion the men repeat their order (and they are actually saying thank you) and again the response is 'Do you not say please?'
They look confused, bewildered and slightly worried to eachother, wondering what they'[ve done wrong and it would be blatantly obvious to anyone that they just didn't understand, it was clearly not the fact they were inpolite.
She has another try.
'In our country we say please, I take it you people have no manners? Well I'm not serving you'
Being in a retail occupation, this automatically put myself in the situation and I wondered what on earth the consequences would be if I'd have said that to a foreign customer.
This woman clearly has racism issues, especially considering the customer beforehand hadn't just refrained from saying please when ordering but hadn't said anything at all.
It seems that kind of thing is more acceptable at that time of night. Perhaps everyone was too drunk to care but I'd be sacked on the spot, possibly arrested and the company I work for taken to a tribunal and sued if I'd pulled a stunt like that.
Forgetting the fact that the place was the doldrums and probably maintained the same level of hygeine of a used nappy, I was hungry so went to purchase some substance cunningly disguised as food.
As a waited for the greasy handed, hairnet-less, *cough* cheerful staff to prepare my meal, another customer, slightly worse for the wear comes in and is only physically able to order his meal by stabbing his finger blindly at a menu, my presumption being any movement of his mouth would result in a torrent of vomit flying out.
Next in (yes I did wait quite a while) was a couple of guys who clearly weren't at ease with our language. They managed to order the meal but forgot the magic word.
The stubby chav-woman behind the till glares, chewing her gum meaningfully (and loudly) and says 'Do you not say please?'
After some confusion the men repeat their order (and they are actually saying thank you) and again the response is 'Do you not say please?'
They look confused, bewildered and slightly worried to eachother, wondering what they'[ve done wrong and it would be blatantly obvious to anyone that they just didn't understand, it was clearly not the fact they were inpolite.
She has another try.
'In our country we say please, I take it you people have no manners? Well I'm not serving you'
Being in a retail occupation, this automatically put myself in the situation and I wondered what on earth the consequences would be if I'd have said that to a foreign customer.
This woman clearly has racism issues, especially considering the customer beforehand hadn't just refrained from saying please when ordering but hadn't said anything at all.
It seems that kind of thing is more acceptable at that time of night. Perhaps everyone was too drunk to care but I'd be sacked on the spot, possibly arrested and the company I work for taken to a tribunal and sued if I'd pulled a stunt like that.
Monday, May 14, 2007
Phew..!
The word hectic doesn't even begin to describe things of late.
In the time I've been away, things have been far from quiet, and to be fair, that's often how I like it.
I'm feeling a lot better than I was and am trying to bring things into some state of normality.
Fat chance, I'm still leaping all over the country to attend various hospital appointments and this reached a head right at the peak of my school year, when heckloads of coursework was due in.
Somehow, and unsurprisingly without the support of many school staff who's function and only function is to enjoy a little power craze (bless!), I scraped through this stressful period, made some damn good progress health wise and handed all work in on time, with higher grades than I expected.
Having been told my attitude to school was wrong, (having had the ordasity to be ill) and that I was going to fail if I didn't 'buck up my ideas'.
Well, excuse the impending immaturity, but razz, blah and two pointy fingers to you. You'd give better advice if you used your mouth for the speech function and not your arse.
I ended the week on stage playing a doddery old man (trousers up to the neck and braces to boot. Phwoar!) and the success of the show was a bloody good boost to the confidence.
So thank you to the people who did believe in me and did support me and you guys know who you are.
In the time I've been away, things have been far from quiet, and to be fair, that's often how I like it.
I'm feeling a lot better than I was and am trying to bring things into some state of normality.
Fat chance, I'm still leaping all over the country to attend various hospital appointments and this reached a head right at the peak of my school year, when heckloads of coursework was due in.
Somehow, and unsurprisingly without the support of many school staff who's function and only function is to enjoy a little power craze (bless!), I scraped through this stressful period, made some damn good progress health wise and handed all work in on time, with higher grades than I expected.
Having been told my attitude to school was wrong, (having had the ordasity to be ill) and that I was going to fail if I didn't 'buck up my ideas'.
Well, excuse the impending immaturity, but razz, blah and two pointy fingers to you. You'd give better advice if you used your mouth for the speech function and not your arse.
I ended the week on stage playing a doddery old man (trousers up to the neck and braces to boot. Phwoar!) and the success of the show was a bloody good boost to the confidence.
So thank you to the people who did believe in me and did support me and you guys know who you are.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Wah...
Another day of unabating physical pain and I wonder when It will go away...my latest abscence is due to not very good health and it really is a pain in the arse (theoretically) and a literal pain almost everywhere else.
Psssht...another hospital appointment within a few weeks and in the meantime I guess I should put up and shut up.
Easier said than done, but we have to stay positive don't we.
Hope everyone is well, and I aim for the hundreth time this year to resume blogging service asap.
I half promise ;P
Have a good weekend!
Psssht...another hospital appointment within a few weeks and in the meantime I guess I should put up and shut up.
Easier said than done, but we have to stay positive don't we.
Hope everyone is well, and I aim for the hundreth time this year to resume blogging service asap.
I half promise ;P
Have a good weekend!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Cello...
Yeah so I may be a stranger round these parts these days.
And these days might be a little underexaggerration in place of 'over a month' but a chain of circumstances has left me unable to make regular visits online or have anything I particulalry want to update about.
To say the past month has been a bit of a physical and emotional rollercoaster wouldn't be stretching the truth and suffice to say, there have been some important developments and life changing things going on to and around me but I've crawled my way back to where I was before, in a state of semi-emotional relaxation; if not a medically accurate term, a fair summary of my current feelings.
So what can I say?
Apologies for leaving my blog unattended for so long.
Thanks to those who sent me emails, text messages etc with concerns and enquiries of my well being
And back to business, if I havent been totally abandoned by my *cough* legions of avid fans
Hope everyone is okay, I'll be catching up on all your blogs in the very near future.
Don't get rid of me that easily I'm afraid ;)
And these days might be a little underexaggerration in place of 'over a month' but a chain of circumstances has left me unable to make regular visits online or have anything I particulalry want to update about.
To say the past month has been a bit of a physical and emotional rollercoaster wouldn't be stretching the truth and suffice to say, there have been some important developments and life changing things going on to and around me but I've crawled my way back to where I was before, in a state of semi-emotional relaxation; if not a medically accurate term, a fair summary of my current feelings.
So what can I say?
Apologies for leaving my blog unattended for so long.
Thanks to those who sent me emails, text messages etc with concerns and enquiries of my well being
And back to business, if I havent been totally abandoned by my *cough* legions of avid fans
Hope everyone is okay, I'll be catching up on all your blogs in the very near future.
Don't get rid of me that easily I'm afraid ;)
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Hmm....What the...
A little NHS gem for you.
A relative was rushed to hospital last week when he found he struggled to go to the toilet and so had to stay for a few days.
When the problem was sorted he ended up sat in just his boxers when the highly professional doctor decided to examine his prostate (which for non biologists among you is situated firmly up the male arse)
Once the check was done, said doctors glove was now less than hygenic. You would presume surely that this glove's next destination would be the bin or another disposal unit of some sort. But sadly not.
You can imagine the patient's confusion when the doctor wipes his finger on the hem of his boxer shorts. And, for that matter, the surprise of the gathered audience.
And we wonder why the NHS have a bad reputation?
A relative was rushed to hospital last week when he found he struggled to go to the toilet and so had to stay for a few days.
When the problem was sorted he ended up sat in just his boxers when the highly professional doctor decided to examine his prostate (which for non biologists among you is situated firmly up the male arse)
Once the check was done, said doctors glove was now less than hygenic. You would presume surely that this glove's next destination would be the bin or another disposal unit of some sort. But sadly not.
You can imagine the patient's confusion when the doctor wipes his finger on the hem of his boxer shorts. And, for that matter, the surprise of the gathered audience.
And we wonder why the NHS have a bad reputation?
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
<3 <3 <3
Cast your mind back a year and picture 'The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two' and specifically a post related to Valentines Day. Your response is likely to be one of the following.
Either:
1) I didn't go on your blog then
2) or I'm not interested enough in your blog and what you said a year ago to care.
So I'll remind you my stance on the fuzzy lovey day concentrating on couples, which is that it's a commercialised trap forcing couples into showing affection.
I can show affection to my loved one any day of the year and don't see why I can't try and be romantic on any other day except for February 14th but hey, I might as well jump on the bandwagon.
If it makes her smile then its enough for me. Any bigoted opinions I might have on being forced into buying lame gifts and outdoing myself on romantic ideas year after year go out of the window when I see her happy.
So whatever you're doing, whether you're a singleton and staying sensibly sane or a lover and going romantically crazy, Happy Valentines Day to all the readers of 'The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two'
Either:
1) I didn't go on your blog then
2) or I'm not interested enough in your blog and what you said a year ago to care.
So I'll remind you my stance on the fuzzy lovey day concentrating on couples, which is that it's a commercialised trap forcing couples into showing affection.
I can show affection to my loved one any day of the year and don't see why I can't try and be romantic on any other day except for February 14th but hey, I might as well jump on the bandwagon.
If it makes her smile then its enough for me. Any bigoted opinions I might have on being forced into buying lame gifts and outdoing myself on romantic ideas year after year go out of the window when I see her happy.
So whatever you're doing, whether you're a singleton and staying sensibly sane or a lover and going romantically crazy, Happy Valentines Day to all the readers of 'The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two'
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Not for the faint hearted or animal fanatics among you
I've never been a huge fans of dogs, I'm more of a cat person, they're less likely to leave me mauled if they turn fierce.
Buteven if I hated them with all the fierceness in my heart (which I don't) I still would have chosen not to witness what I ddi the other week.
Small-ish border terrier runs away from 12 year old owner across busy main road. Wanders for a bit until gormless owner whistles him back. Unable to weave tactfully through oncoming traffic, the helpless mutt trots onto the road and is walloped head on by a car.
With a screech, a sickeneing thud, the blur of a rolling form sliding under the car and a heartbreaking squeel of agony, it looks like the dog is no more.
Geez it literally made me feel sick. It was the whine of pain that did it.
It was some resiliant dog mind you. It was soon up thankfully and, while it sported two mashed up broken back legs it was alive and limped back to it's owner.
And to add to the week's violent tragedy, I did something equally as stupid and managed to whack my hip, yes my HIP, off a pillar at work, so hard that it bled.
Talk about that dog being resiliant...I tell you I did well to keep the exploding profanities bubbling up at bay!
Hope you have a nice weekend everyone!
Buteven if I hated them with all the fierceness in my heart (which I don't) I still would have chosen not to witness what I ddi the other week.
Small-ish border terrier runs away from 12 year old owner across busy main road. Wanders for a bit until gormless owner whistles him back. Unable to weave tactfully through oncoming traffic, the helpless mutt trots onto the road and is walloped head on by a car.
With a screech, a sickeneing thud, the blur of a rolling form sliding under the car and a heartbreaking squeel of agony, it looks like the dog is no more.
Geez it literally made me feel sick. It was the whine of pain that did it.
It was some resiliant dog mind you. It was soon up thankfully and, while it sported two mashed up broken back legs it was alive and limped back to it's owner.
And to add to the week's violent tragedy, I did something equally as stupid and managed to whack my hip, yes my HIP, off a pillar at work, so hard that it bled.
Talk about that dog being resiliant...I tell you I did well to keep the exploding profanities bubbling up at bay!
Hope you have a nice weekend everyone!
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Oh and I just noticed...
...I missed my blog's official birthday!!
As of Monday, The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two, has been on the web for a year.
Yay!
As of Monday, The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two, has been on the web for a year.
Yay!
Snow Day
Those of you who weren't reading my blog this time last year should probably be let into a little secret.
I..just...LOVE..snow!
And, having been hopeless until this point, winter stopped it's teasing and released waves of it in all it's fluffy white goodness yesterday.
I had been obsessively checking weather sites for any signs (not that I'm sad at all, you understand ;)) and, while a day late, the promised goods were delivered.
Marvellous.
Sadly that may be all until next year but hey
I..just...LOVE..snow!
And, having been hopeless until this point, winter stopped it's teasing and released waves of it in all it's fluffy white goodness yesterday.
I had been obsessively checking weather sites for any signs (not that I'm sad at all, you understand ;)) and, while a day late, the promised goods were delivered.
Marvellous.
Sadly that may be all until next year but hey
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
RondeDeJambe
Some plugging for a local band who are doing really well these past few weeks.
RondeDeJambe (A ballet term, if you're interested) consists of four talented guys, pulling off some pretty brilliant performances.
Check out their pages when you get a chance and spend five minutes sampling their tunes.
Who knows, they may be the next big thing!
www.myspace.com/danandpete
http://RondeDeJambe.bebo.com
RondeDeJambe (A ballet term, if you're interested) consists of four talented guys, pulling off some pretty brilliant performances.
Check out their pages when you get a chance and spend five minutes sampling their tunes.
Who knows, they may be the next big thing!
www.myspace.com/danandpete
http://RondeDeJambe.bebo.com
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Well I've been a blogger for a year now and, while currently out of steam due to tiredness, I have no doubt my blog will be celebrating it's second year on the web in the future.
But hey, at the moment, I have a bit of a 'blogger's block' and have no inspiration for any posts. Pffft so if it's inundated with the odd meme here and there, bear with me.
When I regain my energy I'll get this thing back on track!
But hey, at the moment, I have a bit of a 'blogger's block' and have no inspiration for any posts. Pffft so if it's inundated with the odd meme here and there, bear with me.
When I regain my energy I'll get this thing back on track!
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