I’ve just noticed that on the side of the tube of jaffa cakes sitting on my desk are the slogans “Here today, gone today” and “You always want more”.
But even all the scientific evidence which indicates that Jaffa Cakes are without doubt ridiculously moreish cannot justify the fact that it took me precisely 3:47 minutes to finish the entire tube.
Made a lot of mess, I can tell you.
There was only occasional sun while on holiday but the beaches were as spectacular as ever. (Shame the photo doesn’t do it any justice!)
There’s a theme developing here. Can you guess what it is yet?
I opened the door to the kitchen and on the table was a new tea towel, lying next to a handwritten note from my mother-in-law saying “A welcome home present from Dorset”.
On the doormat was a letter from South Wales Police saying “A welcome home present from the M4 near Cardiff where you were caught on candid speed camera doing 86mph in a 70mph zone.” I remember exactly where I saw the camera van and said to the missus “I’ve just been caught speeding” as we whizzed past so it’s a fair cop, gov.
Anyway, despite the dubious welcome home presents, I had a very relaxing holiday (after a fashion) and there was much time spent walking the beast dog, sleeping, eating, drinking and generally lazing around. I’ll tell you all about it later when I’ve prepared the slides and the projector.
Right - I’m off to do a 5 mile cross country run. Laters!
Gordon, Lyle, Graybo and others have commented on the recent departures of both Meg and Blue Witch because of the puerile, pointless and pathetic actions of people who have more time on their hands than sense in their heads.
I’m not going to talk about what I think of the trolls that are responsible. My opinions are on record here about the topic and the fact that this is my blog and my rules of engagement. I am going to point out an interesting article in the news today about the jailing of bank manager Anthony Ingram for the systematic harassment via the internet of Patricia Hinton.
For ten months, he sent her obscene emails, hacked into her account and masqueraded as close family members to gain personal and intimate details about her. He has now been jailed for five months after admitting causing harassment without violence, unauthorised modification of computer material and an offence under the Computer misuse act.
And the reason for this particular trolls vendetta? Simply because of some comments on a photography website about some of Mrs Hinton’s photos were more complimentary than comments about his.
Loser!
There’s a lot of crap in the world and I have felt to disheartened too blog about it, hence frivolous posts concerning my lusting after having to beat ex Victoria’s Secret models off with a big stick. Between that and being unhealthily preoccupied with finding the final hidden package in GTA: Vice City (so that I can rain down fiery destruction from above with a newly acquired Hunter attack helicopter to the all too predictable strains of Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkyries”) I’m succesfully managing to divert my attention away from
and far too many other upsetting and depressing news stories.
Fortunately it’s Friday and I’m about to take two weeks off work which is very welcome and much needed. Next week I will be in sunny Wales (where I will no longer be going to Oakwood on account of my worst fears coming true) and may not be blogging that much. The week after I will be at home and I will be doing mucho DIY in between bouts of hunting down that last fricking package.
At least the sun’s out!
You’ve probably all seen this little gem from the creator of the Church Sign Generator but he’s my little contribution:
Make your own here.
…is all you have to consume to be a binge drinker if you’re male. It’s only three pints of beer for a woman. That’s 8 and 6 units of alcohol respectively.
By that standard I am definitely a binge drinker. And I probably have brain damage. Then again, I probably have brain damage from the rugby I play, the bicycle and car accidents I’ve had, the loud music I listen to, the films I watch and the games I play and the crap I inhale every day working in the city (not to mention banging my head repeatedly on the desk while redesigning this site!)
Do I need to be worried about this? Quite probably. However, as worry leads to stress and stress is allegedly a major contributing factor to cancer, I’m not going to. I do feel that I’m already exhibiting the signs of brain damage specified in the news reports, namely loss of memory, reduced intelligence, poor balance and impaired mental agility.
This may also be down to the fact that I rarely get more than about 6 hours sleep on any given night.
Incidentally, a virtually identical piece of research was published four years ago by researchers in Duke University in North Carolina so I don’t know why the Metro feels the need to publish this as front page headlines today.
Right! I’m off to risk damage to my mental and physical health by crossing the road to get my lunch.