Because it’s always someone else’s fault when I get distracted 🙂
Just how accurate are house prices?
Do we become less tolerant of ‘noise’ as we get older? Or is it just me?
Oh. So we *are* on the short-list?
Getting to know the area when you don’t have wheels.
First proper gig in ages, the trip to Sheffield was definitely worthwhile.
This is not my first web site, and not even my first personal site, by some margin…
Best. Holiday. Ever? Certainly the cheapest!
Camp tomorrow! My first-ever Summer Camp, this one’s at RAF Marham. I have no idea what to expect, though the two tame Squadron Leaders of my acquaintance have done their best to scare me.
I won’t be able to make any posts form there though, it sounds like a bit of an IT wilderness! Not even sure if I’ll get a mobile phone signal.
Haven’t done the trip to Huddersfield by train ever since I got the car. I remembered why tonight.
Last week, I sent in a PRide Award entry on behalf of Metro. I also sent one in for the Ladies.
The CIPR couldn’t cope with me working for Metro *and* for the Ladies. True.
Just as well I didn’t put one in for ‘The Largest Room in the House’, as planned!
It’s quite possible I’ve lived in Beeston just that little bit too long…
Hoarder? Me? It’s looking that way.
My first-ever FA (Women’s) Cup final – and Access All Areas pass.
I have a cellarful of notepads just waiting to be used. And waiting,
I like to think I pay attention most of the time. 8am on a Sunday doesn’t seem to be one of those times.
Or as normal as it gets, anyway.
Invited on to the team bus for the day, I was.
“Why, what’s the matter?”
“Is anything the matter?”
“You seem so sad, Eeyore.”
“Sad? Why should I be sad? It’s my birthday, The happiest day of the year.”
“Your birthday?” said Pooh in great surprise.
Going up in the world, thanks to the Ladies!