Looking much more homely I think you'll agree!Got a few days like this until all the new units and stuff are delivered. Oh well, at least I won't fall through the floor!
Friday, 18 November 2005
Mmm Cosy!
Looking much more homely I think you'll agree!Got a few days like this until all the new units and stuff are delivered. Oh well, at least I won't fall through the floor!
Wednesday, 16 November 2005
The calm before the storm...
Goodbye crappy old 70's kitchen! Yes, it has just hours to live now. First thing tomorrow it's all being ripped out, down to and including the floor which has been wobbly every since the washing machine went through it's incontinent phase some months ago. It's not been a bad old kitchen really...what am I saying, it's always been crap - I can't wait to see the back of it! New kitchen stuff not being delivered until next week so I guess I'll be living on cold beans for a few days.
Nah - Actually I'm setting up a temporary kitchen in the lounge. It'll be alright. :o)
Off to bed soon but got to wait until my bread's ready to come out of the oven - Last chance to bake for a bit.
Friday, 11 November 2005
More Shoreham Celebrity Gossip
Thursday, 10 November 2005
Early Literary Promise - Part 2
Beware falling Bricks! => Diversion
Once when I was going down a road on my bicycle I saw a sign saying Beware falling bricks! And an arrow with Some writing underneath it saying diversion. anywayI decided the diversion was to long So I went through. at the same time some bricks decided to drop and met my back wheel with a crash. my bicycle would'nt go again. So I picked up the back of my bicycle and held the handle bars and wheeled it home.
7/10
7? for that?!? that's a nine and a half at least! Bloody philistines....
Once when I was going down a road on my bicycle I saw a sign saying Beware falling bricks! And an arrow with Some writing underneath it saying diversion. anywayI decided the diversion was to long So I went through. at the same time some bricks decided to drop and met my back wheel with a crash. my bicycle would'nt go again. So I picked up the back of my bicycle and held the handle bars and wheeled it home.
7/10
7? for that?!? that's a nine and a half at least! Bloody philistines....
Saturday, 29 October 2005
Life, don't talk to me about life....
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  7.3 |
| Mind: |  7.5 |
| Body: |  8.9 |
| Spirit: | 6.7 |
| Friends/Family: | 6.5 |
| Love: |  0 |
| Finance: | 7.3 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
What does that tell me then? Nothing I didn't already know...
:o)
Sunday, 23 October 2005
Not a bad days work!
Wow, I'm feeling smug!
Ok, so I completely failed to get out for a ride this morning - I was tired ok? But I've made up for it by COMPLETELY clearing my cellar! Now this may not sound that impressive to the casual passerby, but understand that I bought this house more than 12 years ago and it has been rented out to 3 different household along the way. And at no time has it received more than a light dusting. Believe me if hercules was alive today his fifth labour would have been to clear my cellar.
Anyway it is now sorted and swept and well...a positive asset where I can store bicycles, tools, tins of paint etc and STOP THEM cluttering up the house. Fan'kin'tastic!
So, after that I went for a run. Did my usual beach circuit which at my best last year I managed in about 28 minutes. Was vaguely hoping to try and get it under 30 this time but not expecting too much. Checked my HRM at the end and I'd only gone and done it in 26:23! Looking good for the 10K this year - maybe I'll finally get that elusive sub 40 minute time. :o)
Ok, so I completely failed to get out for a ride this morning - I was tired ok? But I've made up for it by COMPLETELY clearing my cellar! Now this may not sound that impressive to the casual passerby, but understand that I bought this house more than 12 years ago and it has been rented out to 3 different household along the way. And at no time has it received more than a light dusting. Believe me if hercules was alive today his fifth labour would have been to clear my cellar.
Anyway it is now sorted and swept and well...a positive asset where I can store bicycles, tools, tins of paint etc and STOP THEM cluttering up the house. Fan'kin'tastic!
So, after that I went for a run. Did my usual beach circuit which at my best last year I managed in about 28 minutes. Was vaguely hoping to try and get it under 30 this time but not expecting too much. Checked my HRM at the end and I'd only gone and done it in 26:23! Looking good for the 10K this year - maybe I'll finally get that elusive sub 40 minute time. :o)
Thursday, 20 October 2005
Early literary promise!
I've decide to publish some of my earliest work. Starting with this opus from 1976 entitled:
A chapter of accidents
one day a man namd Mr henry potter was cooking hiS Supper when it began to rain and the washing was getting wet. he ran out and got the washing in But as ran in he Triped over Shoelace and droped the washing in a puddle. he picked it up again and ran inside and washed it and left it on the draning board. When he had finished his supper was burnt. So he went of to the shops to buy Something for his supper he bout some sasages and went of home but the sausages were hanging out of the Suitcase and Some dogS ran after him and tried to get sausages he pushed sausage in his suitcase and ran home and cooked them and et them and went to bed
I've tried to maintain as much of the original feel as possible but naturally some of the sheer visceral energy of the prose is lost in the transfer from the original HB on paper. Superficially it appears to be a simple tale of one man and some sausages but clearly there are far more universal themes involved here. Mr henry potter (Note, short sighted teacher had 'corrected' this name by capitalizing it when clearly the lowercase is used to underline the everyman nature of the protagonist) ...Anyway hp is a man with simple needs. He needs sustenance he needs clean dry clothing and he needs somewhere safe to lay his head. Basically he just want to enjoy a nice hot sausage in comfort and get a good nights kip. But everywhere he is thwarted! First by the the loathsome 'Shoelace' - Possibly an old and feared enemy, possibly merely a malicious interloper - we are left to wonder for ourselves. Then the weather, the weather of course representing any number of the inexorable challenges that face us all daily. Then the dogss. Damn them THE DOGS, always slathering at your ankles, just waiting for the chance to sink their fangs in and
Oh look, time for bed. Night all!
;o)
A chapter of accidents
one day a man namd Mr henry potter was cooking hiS Supper when it began to rain and the washing was getting wet. he ran out and got the washing in But as ran in he Triped over Shoelace and droped the washing in a puddle. he picked it up again and ran inside and washed it and left it on the draning board. When he had finished his supper was burnt. So he went of to the shops to buy Something for his supper he bout some sasages and went of home but the sausages were hanging out of the Suitcase and Some dogS ran after him and tried to get sausages he pushed sausage in his suitcase and ran home and cooked them and et them and went to bed
I've tried to maintain as much of the original feel as possible but naturally some of the sheer visceral energy of the prose is lost in the transfer from the original HB on paper. Superficially it appears to be a simple tale of one man and some sausages but clearly there are far more universal themes involved here. Mr henry potter (Note, short sighted teacher had 'corrected' this name by capitalizing it when clearly the lowercase is used to underline the everyman nature of the protagonist) ...Anyway hp is a man with simple needs. He needs sustenance he needs clean dry clothing and he needs somewhere safe to lay his head. Basically he just want to enjoy a nice hot sausage in comfort and get a good nights kip. But everywhere he is thwarted! First by the the loathsome 'Shoelace' - Possibly an old and feared enemy, possibly merely a malicious interloper - we are left to wonder for ourselves. Then the weather, the weather of course representing any number of the inexorable challenges that face us all daily. Then the dogss. Damn them THE DOGS, always slathering at your ankles, just waiting for the chance to sink their fangs in and
Oh look, time for bed. Night all!
;o)
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