… was a gas. L was keen we shouldn’t scoff until we were safely on the train, but once on we both had a good loud snort. Tear stained City bankers pressed their ebony credit cards against the window as we sailed off waving back at them. Our scoffing continued when we tuned into France [...]
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Not blogged for ages due to busy, busy work. Taking L to Paris for her thirty tenth birthday this weekend. Yoda will be detained down in The Smoke at The Olds pleasure. Hope he’s not too distressed with us being away for a couple of nights gallivanting in a hedonistic* sea of red wine and garlic [...] A rather busy and good week. I started by finally getting to the Bluegrass session which is now resident at The Cricketers pub in town. A good turn out and a lot of new people. The profile seems to be a pile of new people and a few ninja players who really are spectacularly good. As [...] Lots to talk about but not now. I’m off home for lunch to see ma wee laddy. Happy birthday Yoda. Well at 09:09 09/09/2009 I called into work sick. A nice way to spend your birthday, taking a sicky* but for the fact I was actually sick. Well sick is only half of it. There is a certain Newtonian law I will not go further into but lets just say every action has an equal [...] Happy birthday Miep Gies! Your age is your least remarkable attribute. An example to us all. Yoda is 1 today. He decided to celebrate early so at 11pm last night he decided he was going to stay up till dawn. L took the 11pm to 3am graveyard shift whilst I took the 3am till 4:30am graveyard in hell shift. He got to sleep. With me. On the sofa bed in the living [...] Hurrah! Still not dead. We’re just back from the last of our weddings. This time it was two Liverpool vicars getting married. Another great day. I’m amazed how everyone of these wedding have been different. This one was on a hill in an iron church. That sounds like the name of a book “The Iron Church”. The place was packed [...] The Good Doctor appeared at the door last night. We were due to go off to book group together but first he thrust a package in my hand, neatly wrapped in CD shaped “Happy Birthday” paper. “Sorry it’s late.” Jolly nice of him. “Eddi Reader Sings the Songs of Robert Burns” A couple of the tracks are a [...] |
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