Hello there.
Long time, no blog.
I've just been having a toot through some old posts that I've made on here over the last (almost) FOUR years!! Four years?! I've spouted some shite on here over the years. Soz.
Aaaanyway - thought I'd just check in to see how you're all doing. Ok? Good good. We should catch up over a coffee some time.
Me? I'm fine, thanks. I'm 38 now. My youngest son is 5 and my eldest daughter will be 16 next month. I know - it's incredible isn't it?
Ok, so what's new with me? Well - I'm a school governor now. I love being one, too. It sounds like something that old people do, but I know otherwise. Wait - I'm old, too, aren't I? Damn. I always think of myself as being younger than I am. Not sure what age, exactly, but definitely younger.
I have also created a Pinterest page. There is considerable interest in Pinterest amongst geeks, so I applied for an invite and got one. I'm still not 100% sure what use I have for a Pinterest page, but hell, I've got one anyway just incase I have some sort of awakening.
Erm... I'm going on holiday in 2 days. I'm in work now, but am 4 hours away from finishing. I love this feeling, knowing that I'm going to be able to properly rest and relax in a few days time. We've hired a car for the first time ever. I've never driven on the "wrong" side of the road before. I'm about 90% confident that I'll be ace at it, though. I will either be amazing, or really shit. We've paid £40 something to have the car for 2 days, so if I don't take to it, no biggie.
I've decided to go Sat Nav Free when we have the car. It's not a massive place we're going to and I'm not one who believes in getting lost. There is no such thing - you just discover new places that you've not been to before. It's all about the learning.
The Olympics have recently finished, here in the UK. From the opening ceremony right through to the closing ceremony - I felt proud to be British. I know it's cost a few quid to stage it here, but I really do believe that it's been good for the country as a whole.
Oh - I've got an ace Android phone now, too. It's a HTC Sensation and I likes it loads. It lets you mess with it and fiddle the tits off it, which I LOVE doing. I post photo's to Twitter via Instagram, which makes all your photo's look old. We constantly push the boundaries of technology to get higher specification camera's in phones, then use Instagram to make the photo's look old. Humans, eh?
Absolute Radio are playing The Stone Roses - I Am The Resurrection. You can't not nod your head to that. It's a joy to listen to.
Right - I'm off to swig coffee and generally try and stay awake until 5am. I've agreed with my work colleagues to leave 2 hours early by forgoing by break. Swings and roundabouts.
It's been... for the old times.
I need to do this more often. It's good for the mind and good for the soul, writing down what's in your head. It really is.
Stay safe, dear reader.
Monday, 20 August 2012
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Selfishness
Hi
Time for me to start self analysing again. Today's vulnerability that I shall be examining is what I think is a relatively new facet of my personality - selfishness. I might be wrong, but I don't think I've ever been particularly selfish in years gone by. However, of late, I've found myself thinking that I have behaved in a selfish way. I hate myself for being that way.
I have just done a quick search for selfishness, and someone's blog came up in the results. I read it, and found it very interesting. The blog lists seven characteristics that make up a good relationship, and here they are:-
So there you go - that's the key to a good, healthy relationship right there. I might get it tattooed on the inside of my eyelids. I wish it was that easy to simply find a list of all encompassing instructions that you could follow to live a happy, healthy life to its fullest potential.
You know what, though - I'm getting tired of my own blog entries at the moment. I'm always coming on here full of either fury or regret. I totally need to get a grip and take a long hard look at what I have in my life. A genuinely stunning wife, who is my best friend. Beautiful children who bring me such pleasure I can't begin to find the words. A job that I enjoy doing (even though it makes me excessively tired), and the love of my family. I am very very lucky, and I really want to be positive in life using the seven characteristics listed above to make my life, and that of my family, better.
I am going to use this opportunity to make a commitment to do something. This commitment is to myself, but publishing on here should give me the impetus to actually do it, instead of it staying in my head on the list of "Things I'd Like To Do". I weigh 14 stones, and I want to weigh 13. I am going to exercise regularly in order to lose 1 stone. It feels good to type this. I look forward to waving goodbye to the extra stone.
I'm off to drink caffeine and research exercises.
Take care of yourself, and be happy! Smile at a stranger, and when one smiles back at you - enjoy the feeling.
Time for me to start self analysing again. Today's vulnerability that I shall be examining is what I think is a relatively new facet of my personality - selfishness. I might be wrong, but I don't think I've ever been particularly selfish in years gone by. However, of late, I've found myself thinking that I have behaved in a selfish way. I hate myself for being that way.
I have just done a quick search for selfishness, and someone's blog came up in the results. I read it, and found it very interesting. The blog lists seven characteristics that make up a good relationship, and here they are:-
1. Both sides see the relationship as an opportunity to give
One of the basic relationship problems is selfishness. How does selfishness occur? In my opinion,selfishness occurs when someone focuses more on getting rather than giving. The more someone focuses on getting, the more selfish he or she becomes. That’s why the willingness to give is essential for good relationships. Both parties should see the relationship as an opportunity to give. This is the foundation upon which the other points below are built.
2. Both sides are willing to change
Nobody is perfect but everyone can grow. In a good relationship, both sides are willing to change. They realize that they are not perfect and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Instead of blaming their partner when something goes wrong, they look inside to see if there is something they can change. When both sides have this attitude, the relationship grows stronger and stronger.
3. Both sides are willing to admit mistakes
In a good relationship, both parties aren’t afraid to admit mistakes. Instead of being defensive, they openly admit the mistakes they make. They can then work together to correct the mistakes. This, of course, is not easy to do. It takes a humble heart to admit mistakes.
4. Both sides are willing to listen first
In a good relationship, both sides are good listeners. They are willing to understand their partner’s position first before trying to get understood. Doing this is much easier when both sides see the relationship as an opportunity to give (characteristic #1).
5. Both sides support each other
Not only are both sides willing to listen, but also they give what their partner needs. The law of reciprocity states that when we do good to others they will also do good to us. We reap what we sow. By supporting each other, both sides in the relationship get what they need.
6. Both sides are open to each other
Misunderstanding is one of the basic relationship problems. That’s why it’s essential that both sides are open to each other. When they have something they don’t like about their partner, they should communicate it rather than just keeping it in their heart. Of course, they should do so in a respectful way so as not to offend their partner.
7. Both sides have integrity
In a good relationship, both parties act in line with what they think and say. They keep their promises. This is important because they can then trust each other. This trust makes the relationship strong.
You know what, though - I'm getting tired of my own blog entries at the moment. I'm always coming on here full of either fury or regret. I totally need to get a grip and take a long hard look at what I have in my life. A genuinely stunning wife, who is my best friend. Beautiful children who bring me such pleasure I can't begin to find the words. A job that I enjoy doing (even though it makes me excessively tired), and the love of my family. I am very very lucky, and I really want to be positive in life using the seven characteristics listed above to make my life, and that of my family, better.
I am going to use this opportunity to make a commitment to do something. This commitment is to myself, but publishing on here should give me the impetus to actually do it, instead of it staying in my head on the list of "Things I'd Like To Do". I weigh 14 stones, and I want to weigh 13. I am going to exercise regularly in order to lose 1 stone. It feels good to type this. I look forward to waving goodbye to the extra stone.
I'm off to drink caffeine and research exercises.
Take care of yourself, and be happy! Smile at a stranger, and when one smiles back at you - enjoy the feeling.
Wednesday, 19 January 2011
What You Going To Promise Me This Time
yello reader.
At the outset, this post is going to be one moan about a broken promise, one comment on a broken relationship, and one comment about being part of a gang. There may be more comments about stuff along the way, but - buckle up - here we go.....
So, following on from my last post about internet tablets like ipads, and samsung galaxy tab's, and the likes, I decided we should own an Archos 101. After a faf with another store, I ordered it from Insight UK on Sunday afternoon. I paid 10.99 (plus VAT) for next day delivery (translate that as Tuesday given the day i ordered it). Today is Tuesday, and it hasn't arrived. I shall expect it to be delivered tomorrow, after which time, I shall email Insight UK and ask for a refund of the (some might say) excessive shipping charge for next day delivery. Because they didn't. I'm going to keep calm and wait until the thing is in my hands before I start complaining. My luck is such that the van it's being delivered in will crash at the end of our road.
The people who live in the (only) detached house on our road seem to have split up. It happened sometime before Christmas (which is sad). Over the last few weeks, on several occasions I've seen "him" staggering out of taxi's with a pizza box before collapsing on the couch watching tv. The whole thing is sad, having gone through that and not having your children with you - it is sad.
Today, another twist, as e-on turned up to forcibly gain entry to his house - which they did with the assistance of a locksmith. Once again, it's sad, but it was a scene that i've seen many times before from when I lived in Skelmersdale. So, I'm going to give it 6 months before we have new neighbours.
Yesterday, a girl that I've followed on twitter for a while created a list of people she follows who are Evertonians. She added me to that list. All of a sudden, I received several new follower requests because I appeared on that list. It reminded me of a feeling that I had towards the end of my time at high school. I was never one to be included in things at school. With the odd exception, all of my friends were girls. Things changed towards the end of school, though, when I was a mobile dj. All of a sudden, it gave me popularity, and that is how getting those follower requests felt for me. Popular.
I hadn't realised that that feeling still felt good. I could ananlyse the feeling all night long, but there is no point. Everyone likes to be likes, and likes to feel that they are in a group, or part of a gang, so ultimately I'm no different to everyone else in that respect.
At the outset, this post is going to be one moan about a broken promise, one comment on a broken relationship, and one comment about being part of a gang. There may be more comments about stuff along the way, but - buckle up - here we go.....
So, following on from my last post about internet tablets like ipads, and samsung galaxy tab's, and the likes, I decided we should own an Archos 101. After a faf with another store, I ordered it from Insight UK on Sunday afternoon. I paid 10.99 (plus VAT) for next day delivery (translate that as Tuesday given the day i ordered it). Today is Tuesday, and it hasn't arrived. I shall expect it to be delivered tomorrow, after which time, I shall email Insight UK and ask for a refund of the (some might say) excessive shipping charge for next day delivery. Because they didn't. I'm going to keep calm and wait until the thing is in my hands before I start complaining. My luck is such that the van it's being delivered in will crash at the end of our road.
The people who live in the (only) detached house on our road seem to have split up. It happened sometime before Christmas (which is sad). Over the last few weeks, on several occasions I've seen "him" staggering out of taxi's with a pizza box before collapsing on the couch watching tv. The whole thing is sad, having gone through that and not having your children with you - it is sad.
Today, another twist, as e-on turned up to forcibly gain entry to his house - which they did with the assistance of a locksmith. Once again, it's sad, but it was a scene that i've seen many times before from when I lived in Skelmersdale. So, I'm going to give it 6 months before we have new neighbours.
Yesterday, a girl that I've followed on twitter for a while created a list of people she follows who are Evertonians. She added me to that list. All of a sudden, I received several new follower requests because I appeared on that list. It reminded me of a feeling that I had towards the end of my time at high school. I was never one to be included in things at school. With the odd exception, all of my friends were girls. Things changed towards the end of school, though, when I was a mobile dj. All of a sudden, it gave me popularity, and that is how getting those follower requests felt for me. Popular.
I hadn't realised that that feeling still felt good. I could ananlyse the feeling all night long, but there is no point. Everyone likes to be likes, and likes to feel that they are in a group, or part of a gang, so ultimately I'm no different to everyone else in that respect.
Tuesday, 11 January 2011
Stuff And Nonsense And Excitement And Stuff
Happy New... stuff to you all.
I was sat, this morning, wondering what I could blog about. I couldn't think of a single thing. So I came to work tonight, and now I've thought of several things that I want to talk about.
There is a girl on Twitter who's blog I've followed for ages. It is a blog about whatever is in her mind - similar to this one, but not as deep, but I can still relate to it. Anyway, my reason for mentioning it is that I'm going to try and start headlining, or sub-headlining what my ramblings are all about.
Dragons Den
I have an idea, inspired by a Daily Mail article that I read earlier on today. The article said that some children are able to text faster than their parents can type. So that got me to thinking - what about if there was a keyboard, based on a telephone keypad, that would let them type in T9 - on a computer. It could be handheld, like a console controller, with a bluetooth connection to the computer. WHEN this device launches, I want a slice.
Sleepy
I am ridiculously sleepy tonight. I started drinking espresso's earlier on and those two cups that I had pre-midnight have kept my eyes widely open up until now (05:20), when they are starting to feel heavy. Loads heavy. Can't wait to climb into bed.
7.5 Shifts To Go
So - 22nd of January sees myself, my ace wife, and youngest son jet off to Fuerteventura for 11 nights. For the first time in our holiday history, we're staying in the same hotel for the second time. I hope it's as good as we remember it being. I certainly do have some brilliant memories from that holiday and look forward to making some more this time round! I've even emailed the hotel to ask them if we can have the same room that we had last time. It was VERY handy for the pool! Shit, I'm so excited it's stupid.
Ipad / Android Tablet
With a glass or two of wine in her, my lovely wife suggested we buy an iPad the other night. I was shocked. In a good way. I immediately spun into a research frenzy, and - I'm not sure we should. Apple have had a big spat with Adobe (the people who produce Flash), and so all Apple products don't do flash. So - when reading websites, like the BBC for example, they will often have little embedded video's to accompany a news story - on the iPad, they won't work. Applications on Facebook, etc. won't work because they all use Flash.
So - I'm thinking an android tablet thingy might be better. The Archos 101. The Archos 70, and the Galaxy Tab are the ones I've got it down to. Possibly the Dell Streak, too, but I've not done enough research on that one yet. Further updates on my research will follow.
ASDA Entertainment
...are bastards. I ordered Call of Duty Black Ops from them on the 2nd January. They tell me they posted it on the 4th, and still - it hasn't arrived. I am most disappointed. Saying that, we only received Take That Singstar from Play.com yesterday and we ordered that last year. Maybe I just need to have a bit more patience with the postal service. But I haven't.
Ok, that seems like a suitably shit post to start off the new year, so - until next time....
I was sat, this morning, wondering what I could blog about. I couldn't think of a single thing. So I came to work tonight, and now I've thought of several things that I want to talk about.
There is a girl on Twitter who's blog I've followed for ages. It is a blog about whatever is in her mind - similar to this one, but not as deep, but I can still relate to it. Anyway, my reason for mentioning it is that I'm going to try and start headlining, or sub-headlining what my ramblings are all about.
Dragons Den
I have an idea, inspired by a Daily Mail article that I read earlier on today. The article said that some children are able to text faster than their parents can type. So that got me to thinking - what about if there was a keyboard, based on a telephone keypad, that would let them type in T9 - on a computer. It could be handheld, like a console controller, with a bluetooth connection to the computer. WHEN this device launches, I want a slice.
Sleepy
I am ridiculously sleepy tonight. I started drinking espresso's earlier on and those two cups that I had pre-midnight have kept my eyes widely open up until now (05:20), when they are starting to feel heavy. Loads heavy. Can't wait to climb into bed.
7.5 Shifts To Go
So - 22nd of January sees myself, my ace wife, and youngest son jet off to Fuerteventura for 11 nights. For the first time in our holiday history, we're staying in the same hotel for the second time. I hope it's as good as we remember it being. I certainly do have some brilliant memories from that holiday and look forward to making some more this time round! I've even emailed the hotel to ask them if we can have the same room that we had last time. It was VERY handy for the pool! Shit, I'm so excited it's stupid.
Ipad / Android Tablet
With a glass or two of wine in her, my lovely wife suggested we buy an iPad the other night. I was shocked. In a good way. I immediately spun into a research frenzy, and - I'm not sure we should. Apple have had a big spat with Adobe (the people who produce Flash), and so all Apple products don't do flash. So - when reading websites, like the BBC for example, they will often have little embedded video's to accompany a news story - on the iPad, they won't work. Applications on Facebook, etc. won't work because they all use Flash.
So - I'm thinking an android tablet thingy might be better. The Archos 101. The Archos 70, and the Galaxy Tab are the ones I've got it down to. Possibly the Dell Streak, too, but I've not done enough research on that one yet. Further updates on my research will follow.
ASDA Entertainment
...are bastards. I ordered Call of Duty Black Ops from them on the 2nd January. They tell me they posted it on the 4th, and still - it hasn't arrived. I am most disappointed. Saying that, we only received Take That Singstar from Play.com yesterday and we ordered that last year. Maybe I just need to have a bit more patience with the postal service. But I haven't.
Ok, that seems like a suitably shit post to start off the new year, so - until next time....
Friday, 10 December 2010
It's The Little Things
The little things in life are the most important - or infuriating.
I seem to be noticing more and more instances of dickhead-ness in general society. Recently on Coronation Street a tram crashed on to the street. SIX members of public contacted the Manchester Metrolink service enquiring if there would be any delays following the crash that they'd just seen on TV. These people are out there every day, mingling amongst us. Be aware.
Whilst driving to work in the freezing weather we had last week, BBC Radio Lancashire were telling us all about the traffic problems across the country, all very good. However, the presenter went on to say "...and if you can't receive BBC Radio Lancashire, you can always check our website for the up to date travel situation". I actually shouted "dickhead" at the radio.
I am having an ongonig spat with a corporate communications department at work. I have never known a department communicate as badly as they do. They have magazines and posters and big fuck off displays all over the place, but try and email them and see if you get a response! 9 times out of 10 you won't. My latest gripe with them is about the hundreds of posters that have appeared all around our building telling us to turn the lights off. With very very few exceptions, the whole building has sensors fitted so if nobody is there (or if you keep very still), the lights go off. That is knob-headed enough of corporate comms, but they've gone a step further and produced a poster using glow in the dark ink! What the bloody hell is the point of that?
Conversely, there are many little things in life that bring me much joy. When my wife looks into my eyes. She doesn't need to say a word, because I know what she's thinking - and it's beautiful. The times when Luke randomly hugs me and tells me he loves me - those things money can't buy. The little things that almost make me weep, and sometimes do, are the hugs I receive from my children as I drop them back off at Rhyl.
Music. Music is an inconsequential thing to most people, but it brings me SUCH an array of emotions. There are songs that make me smile like a tit, and there are others that will reduce me to tears. How powerful is music?
I seem to be noticing more and more instances of dickhead-ness in general society. Recently on Coronation Street a tram crashed on to the street. SIX members of public contacted the Manchester Metrolink service enquiring if there would be any delays following the crash that they'd just seen on TV. These people are out there every day, mingling amongst us. Be aware.
Whilst driving to work in the freezing weather we had last week, BBC Radio Lancashire were telling us all about the traffic problems across the country, all very good. However, the presenter went on to say "...and if you can't receive BBC Radio Lancashire, you can always check our website for the up to date travel situation". I actually shouted "dickhead" at the radio.
I am having an ongonig spat with a corporate communications department at work. I have never known a department communicate as badly as they do. They have magazines and posters and big fuck off displays all over the place, but try and email them and see if you get a response! 9 times out of 10 you won't. My latest gripe with them is about the hundreds of posters that have appeared all around our building telling us to turn the lights off. With very very few exceptions, the whole building has sensors fitted so if nobody is there (or if you keep very still), the lights go off. That is knob-headed enough of corporate comms, but they've gone a step further and produced a poster using glow in the dark ink! What the bloody hell is the point of that?
Conversely, there are many little things in life that bring me much joy. When my wife looks into my eyes. She doesn't need to say a word, because I know what she's thinking - and it's beautiful. The times when Luke randomly hugs me and tells me he loves me - those things money can't buy. The little things that almost make me weep, and sometimes do, are the hugs I receive from my children as I drop them back off at Rhyl.
Music. Music is an inconsequential thing to most people, but it brings me SUCH an array of emotions. There are songs that make me smile like a tit, and there are others that will reduce me to tears. How powerful is music?
Friday, 3 December 2010
And You Know What Else.....
Morning.
Yep, another night shift post, so stand by for the ramblings of a tired mind.
There is some properly lovely music out there isn't there? I love shuffling my ipod and sitting back to enjoy what it sings for me. If it sings a shit song (and sometimes it does), I mark it as one star and then delete it next time I synchronise it. My logic behind it is that no song on my ipod should be shit enough to only merit one star.
On my way to work this evening I found myself stuck at a roundabout. NObody was indicating so I could not safely pull out. People behind me were flashing, like they had some sort of connection with the non-indicating drivers and they just knew which way they were turning. Fuckers.
I am on my second night of four. I have these two nights this week, then next week two days and one night before having five days off with my family. I am very very excited about spending a night just myself and my beautiful wife at a hotel in Manchester. We're going to visit the Christmas markets and drink that funny wein stuff and generally have an ace time!
In work at the moment, I am slightly fearful for my life. I am working with a bloke who has been sectioned, one who should be sectioned and a third is working on a team across the way from me who is currently looking at very detailed photographs of guns on the internet. Help!!
The weather is all weird at the moment. It is consistently fucking freezing but it keeps kind of giving us a bit of snow then stopping, so now there are white bits at the side of the main road, which are frozen solid (it's minus seven degrees outside, according to the gun fanatic). I LOVE a bit of snow, me. I know it fucks the country up something rotten, but so long as my wife doesn't have to drive in it, I like it. We had some proper snow in January this year. Two highlights for me were using a pick axe to break through the two inch thick ice that formed on the road outside our house, and my naked snow angel in the back garden.
Music Television is really bad. I'm a thirty six year old man, and flicking through the various MTV channels (not just the MTV branded channels), there was absolutely nothing that appealed to me. And then it hit me - AbsoluteTV. Absolute Radio has spawned several baby radio stations this year - Absolute Classic Rock, Absolute 80s, Absolute Radio 90's, and the newest child in the fold - Absolute 00's (noughties). There are two "obvious" decades missing from their lineup, but I'm guessing that would put them in more of a "gold" radio format territory and I'm not sure that is where they belong. So for me, the next step has to be a music television channel.
They could do it Howard Stern style (without the filth and depravity), and broadcast Christian O'Connell's breakfast show on the channel, before moving on to the best bits from their radio family throughout the day. I genuinely think this could work. I need to email someone so I can be told "oh yeah - that's ace. now go away.".
I have tentatively offered Taxi services for tomorrow night. Some of my "colleagues" from work are having a night out in Liverpool and it's quite a lucrative way of making a few pounds offering to pick them up and ferry them home. A taxi would cost about £20, so I've said £15. I won't come close to using a gallon of fuel so will make over £10 profit for my efforts.
I am going to suggest to my wonderful wife that we put our Christmas decorations up on Sunday afternoon / evening. We can listen to Christmas songs whilst we do it - all three of us. I can't wait!! Must make sure we have blu-tac.
I am in to the last month of my daily photo blog. I am very very looking forward to it finishing. It's been difficult to keep motivated enough to do it of late. I've taken to not blogging for several days, then posting a whole load at once. I'm pleased I've done it, but I won't be doing anything similar to it soon. That said, I can't help feeling like I'll be at a loose blogging end come January. Who knows what 2011 will bring?!
Ok, I've gone on for aaaages now so I'll go and drink some hot chocolate.
See ya!
Yep, another night shift post, so stand by for the ramblings of a tired mind.
There is some properly lovely music out there isn't there? I love shuffling my ipod and sitting back to enjoy what it sings for me. If it sings a shit song (and sometimes it does), I mark it as one star and then delete it next time I synchronise it. My logic behind it is that no song on my ipod should be shit enough to only merit one star.
On my way to work this evening I found myself stuck at a roundabout. NObody was indicating so I could not safely pull out. People behind me were flashing, like they had some sort of connection with the non-indicating drivers and they just knew which way they were turning. Fuckers.
I am on my second night of four. I have these two nights this week, then next week two days and one night before having five days off with my family. I am very very excited about spending a night just myself and my beautiful wife at a hotel in Manchester. We're going to visit the Christmas markets and drink that funny wein stuff and generally have an ace time!
In work at the moment, I am slightly fearful for my life. I am working with a bloke who has been sectioned, one who should be sectioned and a third is working on a team across the way from me who is currently looking at very detailed photographs of guns on the internet. Help!!
The weather is all weird at the moment. It is consistently fucking freezing but it keeps kind of giving us a bit of snow then stopping, so now there are white bits at the side of the main road, which are frozen solid (it's minus seven degrees outside, according to the gun fanatic). I LOVE a bit of snow, me. I know it fucks the country up something rotten, but so long as my wife doesn't have to drive in it, I like it. We had some proper snow in January this year. Two highlights for me were using a pick axe to break through the two inch thick ice that formed on the road outside our house, and my naked snow angel in the back garden.
Music Television is really bad. I'm a thirty six year old man, and flicking through the various MTV channels (not just the MTV branded channels), there was absolutely nothing that appealed to me. And then it hit me - AbsoluteTV. Absolute Radio has spawned several baby radio stations this year - Absolute Classic Rock, Absolute 80s, Absolute Radio 90's, and the newest child in the fold - Absolute 00's (noughties). There are two "obvious" decades missing from their lineup, but I'm guessing that would put them in more of a "gold" radio format territory and I'm not sure that is where they belong. So for me, the next step has to be a music television channel.
They could do it Howard Stern style (without the filth and depravity), and broadcast Christian O'Connell's breakfast show on the channel, before moving on to the best bits from their radio family throughout the day. I genuinely think this could work. I need to email someone so I can be told "oh yeah - that's ace. now go away.".
I have tentatively offered Taxi services for tomorrow night. Some of my "colleagues" from work are having a night out in Liverpool and it's quite a lucrative way of making a few pounds offering to pick them up and ferry them home. A taxi would cost about £20, so I've said £15. I won't come close to using a gallon of fuel so will make over £10 profit for my efforts.
I am going to suggest to my wonderful wife that we put our Christmas decorations up on Sunday afternoon / evening. We can listen to Christmas songs whilst we do it - all three of us. I can't wait!! Must make sure we have blu-tac.
I am in to the last month of my daily photo blog. I am very very looking forward to it finishing. It's been difficult to keep motivated enough to do it of late. I've taken to not blogging for several days, then posting a whole load at once. I'm pleased I've done it, but I won't be doing anything similar to it soon. That said, I can't help feeling like I'll be at a loose blogging end come January. Who knows what 2011 will bring?!
Ok, I've gone on for aaaages now so I'll go and drink some hot chocolate.
See ya!
Monday, 25 October 2010
Baffled
Last night, we stayed at some friends of my wife's in Derby. I was fed handsomely, and drank what I now know was too much. I genuinely didn't think I'd drank LOADS and loads. So I've been ill several times, and didn't eat a thing all day until about 5pm this afternoon - not at all like me.
My beautiful wife has made it clear to me that she's not impressed with the state of me today, and I agree with her completely. My only defence is that it took me by surprise completely given that I really didn't think I'd drank as much as I must have done.
So, I am very looking forward to a month and a bit off. We'd agreed to have November off the booze, but I'm starting mine as of now. I become a tit when drunk, and almost always wake up with regrets, mostly due to my silly behaviour.
I hate upsetting my wife. She's my best friend, and I know I've upset her, which is crap. I need to make it up to her.
Steps will be taken.
I am baffled as to how I've ended up with such a tremendous wife if I'm honest. I have no clue what she sees in me. I have one HELL of a lot of baggage. I'm fat, balding with lots of body hair. I ming. If I take myself out of myself and look at me from the outside, I might be my friend. No more than that, though. I wouldn't want to visit me for a meal, or go out with me for a night out.
I'm already thinking of new years resolutions. I'm thinking one of mine will be to tone myself up a little and try and give my wife something to love me for.
My beautiful wife has made it clear to me that she's not impressed with the state of me today, and I agree with her completely. My only defence is that it took me by surprise completely given that I really didn't think I'd drank as much as I must have done.
So, I am very looking forward to a month and a bit off. We'd agreed to have November off the booze, but I'm starting mine as of now. I become a tit when drunk, and almost always wake up with regrets, mostly due to my silly behaviour.
I hate upsetting my wife. She's my best friend, and I know I've upset her, which is crap. I need to make it up to her.
Steps will be taken.
I am baffled as to how I've ended up with such a tremendous wife if I'm honest. I have no clue what she sees in me. I have one HELL of a lot of baggage. I'm fat, balding with lots of body hair. I ming. If I take myself out of myself and look at me from the outside, I might be my friend. No more than that, though. I wouldn't want to visit me for a meal, or go out with me for a night out.
I'm already thinking of new years resolutions. I'm thinking one of mine will be to tone myself up a little and try and give my wife something to love me for.
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