Archive for January, 2003

The person I am this week

Friday, January 31st, 2003

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The person I am this week has laid a carpet
The person I am this week owns a hack saw
The person I am this week owns (and […]

Friday quiz

Friday, January 31st, 2003

Tidying up the office room, I came across a piece of paper dad had brought back with him after visiting friends on Christmas day. These friends ban Christmas TV, and play games instead. Usually they make them up themselves.
One they made this year was a cryptic store names quiz. How many can you name from […]

Snow

Friday, January 31st, 2003

In retrospect, I consider myself very lucky after what happened last night, but more on that later.
I got up early yesterday morning - well before the sun - to give the bathroom a second coat. Second coats are always far easier because there’s a good base colour already on the ceiling and walls. Only trouble […]

Eurovision

Wednesday, January 29th, 2003

Two stories about the Eurovision Song Contest in the news today, neither of which I am sure point to good times ahead. The first, in The Guardian, suggests that from next year it could be transformed from a 3-hour special into a two-day event, with the first evening being the qualifying rounds and the second […]

Bursting the bag

Tuesday, January 28th, 2003

More pain on waking. I think the second scraping session really finished me off. I could barely walk and I certainly couldn’t bend down to tie up my laces, so I stuck them inside my shoes and walked on them to stop my shoes falling off.
Hoovered before I could face the shower. I hadn’t dared […]

The aftermath

Monday, January 27th, 2003

Woke up feeling strangely dreamy. All kind of floaty and light. Then I tried to stand up and found myself in agony. What I have done to my legs, I don’t know, but a night of clambering around on chairs and the sides of the bath have left the backs of my thighs feeling about […]

Do it yourself

Sunday, January 26th, 2003

D-I-Y. Three letters that sum up the day. Built my shelves late morning, leaving the hammering until there was a fair chance the neighbours would be up (or awake at least). It was surprisingly easy - but then it was Ikea - and within half an hour I had the CDs neatly lined up in […]

OS LinuX

Saturday, January 25th, 2003

The Rising Sun was having a Hollywood theme night, which seemed little more than an excuse for guys with thighs that shouldn’t be seen to get dressed up in tights and high-heeled shoes. I’m rather glad we didn’t have advanced warning, in spite of the fact it meant we stood in the corner looking about […]

Love the camera… give me some… lovely

Friday, January 24th, 2003

It was not a good day for riding the trains. I was sitting on the 08h39, still not moved from the platform, at 09h20. When we did eventually pull away it was only so that we could pause again on the viaduct, and then sit for a good half hour amid anonymous countryside somewhere between […]

Fun in the bathroom

Thursday, January 23rd, 2003

I’m not known for my swimming, and neither is Kevin. We have a tendency to stand at one end of a lane and get distracted. Last time we were in the pool we managed eight lengths in 90 minutes.
But today we set ourselves a target. Or, more accurately, Kevin set us a target. Twenty lengths […]