To all who may be reading this, a bit of information ( Read more... )

To everyone on my friends list who made important announcements/asked for help recently, I'm sorry I didn't respond. I wasn't ignoring you, I was busy. So comiserations/congratulations all round.

That's all until I'm less busy

Oh and hello

Something happened today that doesn't happen too often. My home village, population approx. 5,000, made it into the national newspapers. The last time that happened was when the vicar decided to randomly, Englishly, and ineffectually protest against the smoking ban. But this one wasn't so positive. It was in the Daily Mirror in a feature about how ( Read more... )

Oh and a happy new year to you. Now it's actually January I'm apparently allowed to say that, but not before, apparently. Am I the only one who thinks that December 31, particular the evening, is part of the festival we call the New Year, and that wishing someone a happy new year on the evening of December 31 is both normal and acceptable? Two ( Read more... )

Two things have come to my attention after reading the various 'what I did last year and what I'm going to do this year' New Year entries being posted by various people on this site. The first is that I have had a really shit year during which I have achieved nothing. The second is that this year wasn't really any better or worse than any other ( Read more... )

Has crept up on me again. My Dad's at the door and I've got to go home to family. But I feel bad I've not seen anybody or even written a mass e-mail wishing people a happy Christmas, let alone sent cards as I often do. So as a partial recompense for that, Happy christmas to you. May it be Christmassy and fat and drunk. Maybe my parents will let ( Read more... )

I asked myself today what I'd been doing with my time this weekend. Basically, what I've been doing, pretty much solidly, all the time, has been worrying. So sorry if I've not been very sociable with anyone, I've just been busy.
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Would you rather A:

Be part of a working team composed mainly of people you dislike and abject slackers?

Or B:

Be in charge of a team of composed mainly of people you dislike and abject slackers?

Had so much flying around in my head the last couple of weeks, I've not been able to find any time for slacking or for posting or for sleeping enough, or for cooking my evening meals before they've all gone past their respective sale by dates.

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To those people I begged to add me as a friend, only to be confronted by my below depressed entry. I'd say it won't happen again, but we all know it will.