Monday, May 30, 2005
L'ombra Del Vent
JUVES IAU
La Sombra Del Viento
My latest book arrived to day, The Shadow Of The Wind, Set in Barcelona by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. See here & here. It put me off as it had a recommended by Richard & Judy sticker on the cover(which I removed promptly). It's okay so far anyway.
VIERNES GWENER
Where Are The Diamonds?
It was pretty much the last day in work (planning not to go in Tuesday). For our team leader, Steve Beard we got a few gifts. It was pretty hard but me & Anna who were in charge got some Barbie stuff (not a total joke as his young daughter would like it) and a fresh whole Sea Bass (he used to work in aquarium). He was challenged to eat it there and then as we presented it with a knife and fork, but he declined to even eat one of the eyes. However someone was there to step up to the mark and take the challenge... yes that's right Po... you'd have been proud, t'was me!
As I extracted the raw eye and it bulged out wards in pseudo shock, face turned from disbelief to horror as it busrt as I sawed through the final tendons and consumed it there and then....
(I took the fish home and cooked it (conventionally) by the way... Delicious!
After work the fourty or so staff and others who employment at Dial 4 A Loan had been terminated went to the pub, it was hot so we took over the beer garden. Snakebite wasn't the best course of action in retrospect, and after also meeting a few former colleagues from Lex we went to town, but I don't want to talk about it anymore.
SABADO SADWRN
Gone North
Gav & Bex made it up to Manchester! They drove up after a morning shift and made it for about five in the afternoon. Anna made us (& Adam) lasagne for food and it was fabulous. We then popped out - we went around a few pubs but then Anna & I had to go as she wasn't at all well, and thanks for Adam for taking Gav & Bex around and showing them a good night out. I think they had fun as I was still up when they got in a little worse for wear after two in the morning and we had a chat.
DOMINGO SUL
Till You Drop
A bit of shopping in town for Gav & Bex today shopping. Bex was feeling the pace but Gav's second wind kicked in and he got a few great shirts. We chucked Bex in to a taxi back to the flat where she met Dawn (she'd gone by the time Gav & I got back). Gav & I however saw The Jacket, it's a strange but well done film - but it very good. He has an opportunity but uses it for others and not for himself... purely good motives? Had his life not been do deficeint due to an accident who knows... See it if you get a chance but there is a lot of good stuff out at the moment.
Thanks a lot guys for coming up I hope you enjoyed and we'll definately have to do it again.
LUNES LLUN
I got from Po recently loads of pictures from the recent past... some are shocking, upsetting and worse. But they're on the hyperdoopelator, there were too many for any proper order. However see here, here, here, here, here & here!
Otherwise I was rushing around like a blue ass fly sorting things out & shopping for the trip to Barcelona... going tomorrow!
La Sombra Del Viento
My latest book arrived to day, The Shadow Of The Wind, Set in Barcelona by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. See here & here. It put me off as it had a recommended by Richard & Judy sticker on the cover(which I removed promptly). It's okay so far anyway.
VIERNES GWENER
Where Are The Diamonds?
It was pretty much the last day in work (planning not to go in Tuesday). For our team leader, Steve Beard we got a few gifts. It was pretty hard but me & Anna who were in charge got some Barbie stuff (not a total joke as his young daughter would like it) and a fresh whole Sea Bass (he used to work in aquarium). He was challenged to eat it there and then as we presented it with a knife and fork, but he declined to even eat one of the eyes. However someone was there to step up to the mark and take the challenge... yes that's right Po... you'd have been proud, t'was me!
As I extracted the raw eye and it bulged out wards in pseudo shock, face turned from disbelief to horror as it busrt as I sawed through the final tendons and consumed it there and then....
(I took the fish home and cooked it (conventionally) by the way... Delicious!
After work the fourty or so staff and others who employment at Dial 4 A Loan had been terminated went to the pub, it was hot so we took over the beer garden. Snakebite wasn't the best course of action in retrospect, and after also meeting a few former colleagues from Lex we went to town, but I don't want to talk about it anymore.
SABADO SADWRN
Gone North
Gav & Bex made it up to Manchester! They drove up after a morning shift and made it for about five in the afternoon. Anna made us (& Adam) lasagne for food and it was fabulous. We then popped out - we went around a few pubs but then Anna & I had to go as she wasn't at all well, and thanks for Adam for taking Gav & Bex around and showing them a good night out. I think they had fun as I was still up when they got in a little worse for wear after two in the morning and we had a chat.
DOMINGO SUL
Till You Drop
A bit of shopping in town for Gav & Bex today shopping. Bex was feeling the pace but Gav's second wind kicked in and he got a few great shirts. We chucked Bex in to a taxi back to the flat where she met Dawn (she'd gone by the time Gav & I got back). Gav & I however saw The Jacket, it's a strange but well done film - but it very good. He has an opportunity but uses it for others and not for himself... purely good motives? Had his life not been do deficeint due to an accident who knows... See it if you get a chance but there is a lot of good stuff out at the moment.
Thanks a lot guys for coming up I hope you enjoyed and we'll definately have to do it again.
LUNES LLUN
I got from Po recently loads of pictures from the recent past... some are shocking, upsetting and worse. But they're on the hyperdoopelator, there were too many for any proper order. However see here, here, here, here, here & here!
Otherwise I was rushing around like a blue ass fly sorting things out & shopping for the trip to Barcelona... going tomorrow!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Who's The Daddy?
Shw Mae Dudes!
Rwyn eithaf frysur efo'r Hyperdoopelator: Gweld fan hyn yn fuan.
Hefyd y mae stori newydd ar wegof GOLDBERG.
Mae gen i gyfweliad prynhawn 'ma wedyn does dim amser gen i gorffen popeth rwyn fod i wneud ar y wegofau...
Hwyl am nawr!
Hey Peeps!
I'm pretty busy with the Hyperdoopelator - I'm not finished yet but see here soon.
Also check GOLDBERG for a new story!
So I've to prepare for an interview this afternoon so won't time to complete administration on the blogs.
Toodles!
****JOB UPDATE****
Just heard about my interview last week... Well they deserve an Oscar...
I haven't got the job because my Welsh accent is too strong... well FU!
The surprising thing is that they said it or admitted it if you will.
Just imagine for a minute that I was from a different ethinic minority...
They wouldn't dare as it would hit them like a ton of bricks. I've half a mind to contact the Western Mail!
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
A Toothless Bite
Y Tafarn Lunes
I managed to track down a pub with the Lions game on... The Bridge, as oft mentioned before. Anna & I went, knowing how pubs are around here I asked the sullen broad-shouldered spiky haired barmaid if they were showing the rugby, "You mean the England game?" she asked with a bored incredulity, "Err... no." (is it no wonder Welsh/Scots/Etc don't support them?). I would have thought that she'd have been an authority on Rugby... Maybe she'd have treated me, a customer after all, with a little more respect if I'd challenged her to an arm wrestle, as a battle of wits was obviously beyond her... I might even have lost the physical challenge.
Yr Ariannin
The rugby itself was poor, both sides were scratch sides, the Lions not having played for four years and the Pumas having over twenty players unavaliable due to club commitments. The Lions were overwhelming favorites with the bookies but the Pumas more than accqited themselves well and probably deserved to win, but the Lions escaped with a last minute draw. Reviews: here, here, here, here & here.
The Lions don't have an anthem due to political reasons, and I'd be dammned if I sing an anthem with religion or allegiance to individuals in it. But this year they've comissioned a song 'The Power Of Four' to be sang before games, to provide a focus and to motivate the troups. Well it was pants, but harmless enough.
It's also quiz night at the pub on Mondays, the 'free' (you're asked to buy raffle tickets - I don't mind that) one. We were four points off the winning team but they had nine members on their team (just two on ours), and I suppose there were too many questions about football for me. Con!
Bicycle: I brought one second hand. £55 and it's in good condition so I'm well happy with that! I'll be able to get some more exercise as my foot still hurts if I run on it.
Joke: Courtesy of Matt Williams which arrived as I was writing this.
Two bored casino dealers are waiting at the crap table.
A very attractive blonde woman arrived and bet twenty thousand dollars($20,000) on a single roll of the dice.
She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude."
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and yelled, "Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!"
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed...
"YES! YES! I WON, I WON!"
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumfounded. Finally, one of them asked, "What did she roll?"
The other answered, "I don't know, I thought you were watching."
Moral - Not all blondes are dumb, but all men are men.
Mensajes:Messaggi:Messages:Berichten:сообщения:μηνύματα:Mesaj
Boks: The fith one! I put more effort into the lunge than the others and was suffering some mild discomfort, or pain even!
Curly: Check the link on the right. Or here. Yeah Po's fine but slimline.. lost his ass!
Kayla: The Barcelona trip is on the 31st... Should be a blast too! haven't got a job to come back to yet though! Maybe I should stay there?
I managed to track down a pub with the Lions game on... The Bridge, as oft mentioned before. Anna & I went, knowing how pubs are around here I asked the sullen broad-shouldered spiky haired barmaid if they were showing the rugby, "You mean the England game?" she asked with a bored incredulity, "Err... no." (is it no wonder Welsh/Scots/Etc don't support them?). I would have thought that she'd have been an authority on Rugby... Maybe she'd have treated me, a customer after all, with a little more respect if I'd challenged her to an arm wrestle, as a battle of wits was obviously beyond her... I might even have lost the physical challenge.
Yr Ariannin
The rugby itself was poor, both sides were scratch sides, the Lions not having played for four years and the Pumas having over twenty players unavaliable due to club commitments. The Lions were overwhelming favorites with the bookies but the Pumas more than accqited themselves well and probably deserved to win, but the Lions escaped with a last minute draw. Reviews: here, here, here, here & here.
The Lions don't have an anthem due to political reasons, and I'd be dammned if I sing an anthem with religion or allegiance to individuals in it. But this year they've comissioned a song 'The Power Of Four' to be sang before games, to provide a focus and to motivate the troups. Well it was pants, but harmless enough.
It's also quiz night at the pub on Mondays, the 'free' (you're asked to buy raffle tickets - I don't mind that) one. We were four points off the winning team but they had nine members on their team (just two on ours), and I suppose there were too many questions about football for me. Con!
Bicycle: I brought one second hand. £55 and it's in good condition so I'm well happy with that! I'll be able to get some more exercise as my foot still hurts if I run on it.
Joke: Courtesy of Matt Williams which arrived as I was writing this.
Two bored casino dealers are waiting at the crap table.
A very attractive blonde woman arrived and bet twenty thousand dollars($20,000) on a single roll of the dice.
She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude."
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and yelled, "Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!"
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed...
"YES! YES! I WON, I WON!"
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumfounded. Finally, one of them asked, "What did she roll?"
The other answered, "I don't know, I thought you were watching."
Moral - Not all blondes are dumb, but all men are men.
Mensajes:Messaggi:Messages:Berichten:сообщения:μηνύματα:Mesaj
Boks: The fith one! I put more effort into the lunge than the others and was suffering some mild discomfort, or pain even!
Curly: Check the link on the right. Or here. Yeah Po's fine but slimline.. lost his ass!
Kayla: The Barcelona trip is on the 31st... Should be a blast too! haven't got a job to come back to yet though! Maybe I should stay there?
Monday, May 23, 2005
Fool Me Twice... Shame On Me
Road Kip Viernes
John& Anna have a Lunge off
I extracted myself from upstairs and spent the afternoon back downstairs where we didn’t get up to much apart some lunges. But after a few Lunge-offs that wore thin.
Touch Rugby
Simon Howell
Simon who I initially met playing touch rugby when I first got up here gave me a ring about the touch rugby (I almost went to play for his RU team last season) I mentioned a few weeks past, so I’m definitely going for it and may have to be a ringer at first but at least I’ll be playing.
Devon Knows
I had a lift down to Plymouth, Devon with Dawn who was off to see family so I went along and got a lift down to stay with Po, who’s a known associate of a Badger with a troubled past and an Elephant who never forgets…. To Kill!
What with the four hour drive we didn’t get there until ten o clock so a bit late to go out although I was a touch recharged from a power nap on the way down and watched a video form Shelly’s Arnie video collection, in this case Raw Deal!
It’s a Sin To Kill A Mockingbird Sabado
We popped into the middle of town, which is just a short walk from their flat. The weather was inclement and middle of town was a little crazy as there were troupes of Morris Dancers scavenging in the city centre in amorphous packs. What with those combined factors we had to get a taxi back to the flat.
I finished the book ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ by Harper Lee. I’ll leave a review to the more qualified but I did like the narrative and the story but I did find annoying how some characters when on one hand damming the inadequacies in the system and social structure, then on the other hand reaffirmed their faith in the ‘system’ and ‘the good folks’ for no other reason that was just the way it is, double standards but that’s human I guess.
Eurovision
Fred (who makes a wicked orange squash BTW) came around to the flat and we had pizza and watched Eurovision with a few Wrong Beater Snakebites for myself and special ‘Eurovison Juice’(ad-libbed on the night) for the rest. I don’t watch this as it’s pretty stupid usually, and I don’t support the ‘UK’, but I suppose it’s a bit of fun and is there to be laughed at and ridiculed. But some people & places obviously take it far too seriously. The voting is of course a joke, and I seriously wonder why anyone bothers with it? Really, What is the point? Some of the songs were seriously awful but at least the winning song was pretty catchy even if the lyrics were quite inane.
A Table Lunge: Po, Fred, Owz
We had to pop out after that, the fellas were half cut by them Shell was quite definitely not. We went to a bar called ‘Cuba’ where I thought I’d practice some Spanish. None there of course spoke it but nevertheless I persisted ‘¡Hola chica! Quiero dos ‘Chack’ Daniels y Coca-cola, y una limonada, y para yo una cerveza por favour’. I was eventually understood!
We only had one drink there but Goldberg almost stirred up trouble as bemused locals stared and the odd one plucked up the courage to ask why. I tried to pretend to be Spanish and got away with it I think. I’m afraid they’re just not ready yet.
Host With The Roast Domingo
Po and Shell made a lush roast whilst I lazed about reading the paper and watching Futurama – It’s a shame they cancelled that show.
The journey back was a pain, there were so many roadworks where we came to a complete stop but eventually I was and had to go straight to a pub, The Volunteer in Sale, no rest…
Office Gymnastics Lunes
This is an attempt to get on to spencer's House Gymnastics site - it needs a name but apart from 'Desk Bridge' as thats the best we've come up with so far.
What do you think?
Blast From The Past
The rest of the photographs will be on the Hyperdoopelator soon... in addittion to photos from the past... later this week, I'll keep you posted.
Y Llewod
The lions play tonight, I'm not sure where I'll watch it yet but meanwhile check out a preview here & here. Well I suppose it'll be interesting if nothing else - and it's good to see Glanaman's own Shane get on the field.
Messy Hedges
Boks: I'd love to take you too! Is even a drop of Vin rouge too much for you though?
Kayla: What's up Doc? Thanks I had a top weekend! Y tu?
Hera: Well it was Plymouth not Barcelona but I took a few pictures!
Steve: Job Done... It's nearing completeion!
John& Anna have a Lunge offI extracted myself from upstairs and spent the afternoon back downstairs where we didn’t get up to much apart some lunges. But after a few Lunge-offs that wore thin.
Touch Rugby
Simon Howell Simon who I initially met playing touch rugby when I first got up here gave me a ring about the touch rugby (I almost went to play for his RU team last season) I mentioned a few weeks past, so I’m definitely going for it and may have to be a ringer at first but at least I’ll be playing.
Devon Knows
I had a lift down to Plymouth, Devon with Dawn who was off to see family so I went along and got a lift down to stay with Po, who’s a known associate of a Badger with a troubled past and an Elephant who never forgets…. To Kill!
What with the four hour drive we didn’t get there until ten o clock so a bit late to go out although I was a touch recharged from a power nap on the way down and watched a video form Shelly’s Arnie video collection, in this case Raw Deal!
It’s a Sin To Kill A Mockingbird Sabado
We popped into the middle of town, which is just a short walk from their flat. The weather was inclement and middle of town was a little crazy as there were troupes of Morris Dancers scavenging in the city centre in amorphous packs. What with those combined factors we had to get a taxi back to the flat.I finished the book ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ by Harper Lee. I’ll leave a review to the more qualified but I did like the narrative and the story but I did find annoying how some characters when on one hand damming the inadequacies in the system and social structure, then on the other hand reaffirmed their faith in the ‘system’ and ‘the good folks’ for no other reason that was just the way it is, double standards but that’s human I guess.
Eurovision
Fred (who makes a wicked orange squash BTW) came around to the flat and we had pizza and watched Eurovision with a few Wrong Beater Snakebites for myself and special ‘Eurovison Juice’(ad-libbed on the night) for the rest. I don’t watch this as it’s pretty stupid usually, and I don’t support the ‘UK’, but I suppose it’s a bit of fun and is there to be laughed at and ridiculed. But some people & places obviously take it far too seriously. The voting is of course a joke, and I seriously wonder why anyone bothers with it? Really, What is the point? Some of the songs were seriously awful but at least the winning song was pretty catchy even if the lyrics were quite inane.
A Table Lunge: Po, Fred, Owz
We had to pop out after that, the fellas were half cut by them Shell was quite definitely not. We went to a bar called ‘Cuba’ where I thought I’d practice some Spanish. None there of course spoke it but nevertheless I persisted ‘¡Hola chica! Quiero dos ‘Chack’ Daniels y Coca-cola, y una limonada, y para yo una cerveza por favour’. I was eventually understood!
We only had one drink there but Goldberg almost stirred up trouble as bemused locals stared and the odd one plucked up the courage to ask why. I tried to pretend to be Spanish and got away with it I think. I’m afraid they’re just not ready yet.
Host With The Roast Domingo
Po and Shell made a lush roast whilst I lazed about reading the paper and watching Futurama – It’s a shame they cancelled that show.
The journey back was a pain, there were so many roadworks where we came to a complete stop but eventually I was and had to go straight to a pub, The Volunteer in Sale, no rest…
Office Gymnastics Lunes
This is an attempt to get on to spencer's House Gymnastics site - it needs a name but apart from 'Desk Bridge' as thats the best we've come up with so far.
What do you think?
Blast From The Past
The rest of the photographs will be on the Hyperdoopelator soon... in addittion to photos from the past... later this week, I'll keep you posted.
Y Llewod
The lions play tonight, I'm not sure where I'll watch it yet but meanwhile check out a preview here & here. Well I suppose it'll be interesting if nothing else - and it's good to see Glanaman's own Shane get on the field.
Messy Hedges
Boks: I'd love to take you too! Is even a drop of Vin rouge too much for you though?
Kayla: What's up Doc? Thanks I had a top weekend! Y tu?
Hera: Well it was Plymouth not Barcelona but I took a few pictures!
Steve: Job Done... It's nearing completeion!
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Fool me once... Shame On You!
Yo Soy Un Hombre Sincero Martes
Local knowledge is a handy thing, and it seems to be accrued in fits and starts, and as with many things necessity is the mother of invention. The last two weeks when I was let down for a lift to Spanish at the last minute and therefore couldn’t attend, but I checkout the transport and worked out a solution so can attend with impunity. Steve & Sarah seem to possibly to have knocked it on the head, but I’m eager to attend because…
Barcelona! Such A Beautiful Horizon!
I’m going to Barcelona for a few days. On our last day at work here four of us from work (Anna, John y Tracey) are catching a flight from Liverpool to Barcelona, Cataunya. So from the 31 de Mayo – 4 de Junio we’ll see the sights, get a bit of sun, hit a few bars and get up to minor mischief. I’m going to have to learn a few Catalan phrases as it’s common courtesy but I should be able to use what smatterings of Spanish I have learnt too. Accommodation is sorted so it just remains to keep a bit of money aside for the trip. Anyone else coming?
Gorgeous George Miercoles
Wednesday turned into one of those cock-ups. I was supposed to see Jai’s art show after work, something didn’t click with him and Spencer called me at half three as he didn’t know either that his show finished at three… There was a back up plan to see a film Wild Side, but it had shocking reviews so it was skipped and nothing was done in its stead – no plan C.
George Galloway may as suspicious as the time that Matt Ford (Yes, the guy from the night “When Matt Ford Attacks”- The Stuff Of Legend) got a second Hotmail account with a suggestive ‘nom de plume’ and disappeared to Prague for a week on his own (he’d been to England twice before but that was on School trips and he’s now in his late twenties). However I digress, George gave the Bush lackeys in the Senate hearing a total pasting, he gave them totally what for! See here, Hillarious!
Beggars can't be Choosers Jueves
Well I’ve been thinking about this, in relation to staying on here. But it seems I won’t, I’ve now definitely decided. I had an interview today as it happens for a role that would see me as a Poacher turned gamekeeper, the interview went quite well, and apparently I was looking pretty sharp in a suit. I can scrub up reasonably well you know!
Los Leones Y Los Pumas
The team has been named for the big game Monday. I’m still feeling indifferent to supporting the Lions (one of my brothers refuses to watch them on political grounds) but am looking forward to some decent Rugby, maybe almost akin to watching a South Africa Versus New Zealand test series.
Booklovers
Vicky, who i know through Spencer (late again!) is in an established band Valerie, (apparently Lesbian Punk Rock although she is not) and a new band, Booklovers a jazzy trio. It was their first gig at an open mike session in a pub called the Crescent in Salford.
The pub was grimy & scruffy but not without charm. Quite amusingly Vicky's band members resembled Peppermint Patty & Marcie, as that was funny on two levels. They played three songs and everyone there enjoyed it, if only for their amusement. It really went pear-shaped & tits-up simultaneously at times for them but was good when they got in the swing of it until it screwed up again. But their add lib and banter with the crowd ensured that they enjoyed it.
Brand New Combine Harvester Viernes
I’m off to the West country this weekend, to Plymouth where I’ll staying at Po’s where we’ll cause trouble. But not before I’m dragged shopping by him and his missus, ‘chell’ where I’ll behave like a petulant child, sulking and trailing at the rear.
The random photo’s may get rarer on the blog for a bit as I’m sending my phone back(because it’s a pile of crap).
I was out bid on Ebay, but have a bike for £60 on Monday. It a mountain bike not a racer like I wanted but, as JP was telling me a racer would get nicked around here and Mountain Bikes are almost two a penny, and I think He’s right. Ciao.
Local knowledge is a handy thing, and it seems to be accrued in fits and starts, and as with many things necessity is the mother of invention. The last two weeks when I was let down for a lift to Spanish at the last minute and therefore couldn’t attend, but I checkout the transport and worked out a solution so can attend with impunity. Steve & Sarah seem to possibly to have knocked it on the head, but I’m eager to attend because…
Barcelona! Such A Beautiful Horizon!
I’m going to Barcelona for a few days. On our last day at work here four of us from work (Anna, John y Tracey) are catching a flight from Liverpool to Barcelona, Cataunya. So from the 31 de Mayo – 4 de Junio we’ll see the sights, get a bit of sun, hit a few bars and get up to minor mischief. I’m going to have to learn a few Catalan phrases as it’s common courtesy but I should be able to use what smatterings of Spanish I have learnt too. Accommodation is sorted so it just remains to keep a bit of money aside for the trip. Anyone else coming?
Gorgeous George Miercoles
Wednesday turned into one of those cock-ups. I was supposed to see Jai’s art show after work, something didn’t click with him and Spencer called me at half three as he didn’t know either that his show finished at three… There was a back up plan to see a film Wild Side, but it had shocking reviews so it was skipped and nothing was done in its stead – no plan C.
George Galloway may as suspicious as the time that Matt Ford (Yes, the guy from the night “When Matt Ford Attacks”- The Stuff Of Legend) got a second Hotmail account with a suggestive ‘nom de plume’ and disappeared to Prague for a week on his own (he’d been to England twice before but that was on School trips and he’s now in his late twenties). However I digress, George gave the Bush lackeys in the Senate hearing a total pasting, he gave them totally what for! See here, Hillarious!
Beggars can't be Choosers Jueves
Well I’ve been thinking about this, in relation to staying on here. But it seems I won’t, I’ve now definitely decided. I had an interview today as it happens for a role that would see me as a Poacher turned gamekeeper, the interview went quite well, and apparently I was looking pretty sharp in a suit. I can scrub up reasonably well you know!
Los Leones Y Los Pumas
The team has been named for the big game Monday. I’m still feeling indifferent to supporting the Lions (one of my brothers refuses to watch them on political grounds) but am looking forward to some decent Rugby, maybe almost akin to watching a South Africa Versus New Zealand test series.
Booklovers
Vicky, who i know through Spencer (late again!) is in an established band Valerie, (apparently Lesbian Punk Rock although she is not) and a new band, Booklovers a jazzy trio. It was their first gig at an open mike session in a pub called the Crescent in Salford.
The pub was grimy & scruffy but not without charm. Quite amusingly Vicky's band members resembled Peppermint Patty & Marcie, as that was funny on two levels. They played three songs and everyone there enjoyed it, if only for their amusement. It really went pear-shaped & tits-up simultaneously at times for them but was good when they got in the swing of it until it screwed up again. But their add lib and banter with the crowd ensured that they enjoyed it.
Brand New Combine Harvester Viernes
I’m off to the West country this weekend, to Plymouth where I’ll staying at Po’s where we’ll cause trouble. But not before I’m dragged shopping by him and his missus, ‘chell’ where I’ll behave like a petulant child, sulking and trailing at the rear.
The random photo’s may get rarer on the blog for a bit as I’m sending my phone back(because it’s a pile of crap).
I was out bid on Ebay, but have a bike for £60 on Monday. It a mountain bike not a racer like I wanted but, as JP was telling me a racer would get nicked around here and Mountain Bikes are almost two a penny, and I think He’s right. Ciao.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
It's A Long Way To The Top, If You Want To Rock n' Roll
FLY ON THE WALL
Saturday evening hearlded another leaving do from Lex, this time it was Pam's who's now becoming an assistant teacher. there were a few others out, Rosey, Ruth , Justin, Kamran, Engels, Rich & Dawn.
Things were starting to get messy esecially for Kamran & Dawn, by the time we were in the second pub, Waxy O'Conners (A Wetherspoon's Lloyds bar being the first), I was pretty shattered and snuck off before the going got too heavy.
Qu Lei Lei - This picture was hanging on our wall when we moved into the flat last July. It was after all a naked chick, so it's stayed up and Adam & I could pretend to be cultured...
Any how I finally checked it on google, and found the artist in question along with other works, check out the link on the name above...
MUNDANE BLUES
Monday, back at work - there's obviously a funny atmosphere there and I was planning to study Spanish at my desk - and why not? And for the first half an hour it was going well... However the best laid plans... the unforseen arose. I was sent to help upstairs and due to my current sitaion couldn't wriggle out of it. Humph! Another of my plans for that day was enabled... I accquired a headset with a microphone that looks like those used in call centres, so people would think I was on the phone. The headset was infact plugged into the PC on which I was listening to AC/DC (hence the title of the post), strangely people didn't seem to notice that when I did make a call I removed the headset and used the phone conventionally!!!
B@$#@*)$
When I moved up from Cardiff, I forgot to inform the Student Loans company of my change of address, mainly because they only send you a letter once a year. You're only supposed to pay back when you earn a certain amount, and I don't earn that amount yet on the basic wage. So I shouldn't be paying in theory, but you are supposed to inform them to 'deffer payment'. This hadn't happend so they expected repayments, but had the wrong address. The upshot is that I've been tracked down, by an agency and must pay £650($1200/950Euros). I don't have to pay extra but I do have to pay even though I shouldn't have been. Now, I don't have that sort of ready cash, but the redundancy I'll get from work will cover it with a fair bit to spare so I'll manage, but I'm not happy, but It's my own fault I guess...
NEGESEUON
Bokidoks: Vous n'êtes pas bon marché (je n'ai pas compris exactement?), J'ai rougi aussi, quand je l'ai lu. j'étais si rouge... j'étais pourpre, comme nous disons au pays de Galles.
Kayla: Only online for material? Come off it you wrote a monster update on your blog!
Jen: Cheers Jen, I've checked it out - a shade expensive hence Ebay really, oh well!
Saturday evening hearlded another leaving do from Lex, this time it was Pam's who's now becoming an assistant teacher. there were a few others out, Rosey, Ruth , Justin, Kamran, Engels, Rich & Dawn.
Things were starting to get messy esecially for Kamran & Dawn, by the time we were in the second pub, Waxy O'Conners (A Wetherspoon's Lloyds bar being the first), I was pretty shattered and snuck off before the going got too heavy.
Qu Lei Lei - This picture was hanging on our wall when we moved into the flat last July. It was after all a naked chick, so it's stayed up and Adam & I could pretend to be cultured...
Any how I finally checked it on google, and found the artist in question along with other works, check out the link on the name above...
MUNDANE BLUES
Monday, back at work - there's obviously a funny atmosphere there and I was planning to study Spanish at my desk - and why not? And for the first half an hour it was going well... However the best laid plans... the unforseen arose. I was sent to help upstairs and due to my current sitaion couldn't wriggle out of it. Humph! Another of my plans for that day was enabled... I accquired a headset with a microphone that looks like those used in call centres, so people would think I was on the phone. The headset was infact plugged into the PC on which I was listening to AC/DC (hence the title of the post), strangely people didn't seem to notice that when I did make a call I removed the headset and used the phone conventionally!!!
B@$#@*)$
When I moved up from Cardiff, I forgot to inform the Student Loans company of my change of address, mainly because they only send you a letter once a year. You're only supposed to pay back when you earn a certain amount, and I don't earn that amount yet on the basic wage. So I shouldn't be paying in theory, but you are supposed to inform them to 'deffer payment'. This hadn't happend so they expected repayments, but had the wrong address. The upshot is that I've been tracked down, by an agency and must pay £650($1200/950Euros). I don't have to pay extra but I do have to pay even though I shouldn't have been. Now, I don't have that sort of ready cash, but the redundancy I'll get from work will cover it with a fair bit to spare so I'll manage, but I'm not happy, but It's my own fault I guess...
NEGESEUON
Bokidoks: Vous n'êtes pas bon marché (je n'ai pas compris exactement?), J'ai rougi aussi, quand je l'ai lu. j'étais si rouge... j'étais pourpre, comme nous disons au pays de Galles.
Kayla: Only online for material? Come off it you wrote a monster update on your blog!
Jen: Cheers Jen, I've checked it out - a shade expensive hence Ebay really, oh well!
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Mi Amigo Machuca
Anna & I went to see this flick and Spencer, Sarah, Chein-Hui & Jai all came along too. It's set around the time of the coup d'tat in Chile, 1973 and afects the lives of the three children leads.
We all liked the film, but I dared criticise it after. The lead role is the chubby kid on the left of the picture and they had many 'Sergio Leone' type facial close ups of him, maybe there was too much puppy fat hiding his features but he had a poker face for those shots. Unless he was conveying shock he seemed indifferent, had his head also been continually moving from left to right I would have guessed that he was watching a tedious game of tennis (Henman v Rusedski probably).
I was possibly harsh as it certainly was a good film, otherwise I can't really fault it with any severity. Maybe I was expecting more after reading too many reviews before hand... let that be a lesson to you, I am not a role model. Go see the film if you can, thumbs up.
We hit a few bars, Thirsty Scholar (Scruffy) & Bar Retro (Strange) before running out of budgeted funds...
Afterwards on the way back we came accros some troublesome giant bottles of Corona, epecially the one on the right who was called 'John', as he wouldn't stand still. Anna, some how got them to co-operate...
Earlier that day I popped to an agency, I've been put foward for a few other positions and I chatted with my consultant who's from Melbourne, Australia about Kath & Kim, which she loves as she used to go to the same places where they film. Apparently its an accurate depiction of daily life in Fountain Lakes...
I've finally worked out Ebay, I've bid for Gwilym's item to raise funds for the Llanelli Warriors, but I'm trying to get a bike and am on the case at the moment with this one.
There are some new pictures on the HYPERDOOPELATOR taken on Dawn's camera, I look awful again but had to put the picture up with the others.
I'm on the Yes Men's mailing list and got an update from them yesterday, regarding their lastest 'identity correction' against corporate evil, and I've posted it on SOFASURF, so is the first serious post I've put there, after Goldberg's lame effort...
Negeseuon: la traduction Francais est tres difficile!
Curly - Glad you appreciated the text, have you listened to the drunk guy yet?
Bokbok -lol! Vous plaisantez? Je ne sais pas! Kaibigan lang ba ang turing mo sa akin? Mais, c'est bon que tu est ici encore.
SteveB - You anon? Take it easy dude... Glad you liked the text!
Gav - I'm formulating a cunning plan of seedy beer pits to take you on a tour of... Mwhahaha!
Kayla - You should be studying this week, not online - hope it goes well.
Gwil - Dw i ddim mynd i talu £200 neu beth bynnag yw'r pris y grys nawr!
Jen - Thanks for the card - congrats on the job!
Owz - Cofia 'wneud eich gwaith cartref Sbaeneg y penwythnos hon.
Anna - Hope Prague is not too expensive!
Friday, May 13, 2005
Friday The Thirteenth
I had to go straight from work yesterday to town to collect Jen from the train station as she'd had an interview in the area and has another today, and was therefore too far to go back to Scotland.
I gave my bag to Adam at work to take back for me taking care to remove my keys as last time I'd been locked out...
I got to the startion and read one of those free papers for a while, I was going to ask Jen if she fancied a drink in town first but this time I'd left my wallet in my bag and had only loose change on me. How stupid did I feel? I had to get Jen to pay for my bus back to the flat!
She brough a load of vino tinto and we had some food (I made it but over did the hot pepper sauce) and watched Stuck on You, which neither Jen or Anna had seen before.
Today, I've have another of those tedious agency consultations, and should be catching a flick later, but these things often go pear shaped, so you'll have to read about it tomorrow.
I gave my bag to Adam at work to take back for me taking care to remove my keys as last time I'd been locked out...
I got to the startion and read one of those free papers for a while, I was going to ask Jen if she fancied a drink in town first but this time I'd left my wallet in my bag and had only loose change on me. How stupid did I feel? I had to get Jen to pay for my bus back to the flat!
She brough a load of vino tinto and we had some food (I made it but over did the hot pepper sauce) and watched Stuck on You, which neither Jen or Anna had seen before.
Today, I've have another of those tedious agency consultations, and should be catching a flick later, but these things often go pear shaped, so you'll have to read about it tomorrow.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Sweet Dreams Are Made Of Cheese
Goldberg & I have joined the SOFASURF blog from Roma, Italia.
I'll try and put something worthwhile on there as opposed to my ramblings on here, and it's open to applications for members from all as explained on the blog itself. Check it out!
Dos Pequeños Patos
It was Dawn's birthday yesterday, she's 22. We (& Adam) went out into town and I was able to catch up with Pilling, Kamran & Emma, all current or former Lex peeps. Ad & I met some of his friends, Sohail & Paul first for a quick chat in the Cornerhouse. Apparently Sohail's been on here a few times before... so Hello!
Estancamiento Perdonable
People have noticed that Goldberg's site has stagnated of late - but I assure you we're on the case. It's like london buses, there are three which are a 'Work in progress'. This picture was the inspiration for the lastest update along with the current poll, and will be a follow up to 'Anger Management'... it lead to this picture.
Hey Sweetie pie, you know you're the girl of my dreams...
To explain this text that I've sent to people without further explaination, check this link and listen to Arnie's SoB.
Messages:
BokBok: Salut! Ca va? merci beaucoup pour ton petite message, tu comais que tu est la fille de mon reves! Tu me manque aussi!
Kayla: Stella Artois is known as 'Wife Beater' here...
BlueAngel: Many things make my face go that way, certain foods, activities & even people!
Steve: So, what are you wearing?
I'll try and put something worthwhile on there as opposed to my ramblings on here, and it's open to applications for members from all as explained on the blog itself. Check it out!
Dos Pequeños Patos
It was Dawn's birthday yesterday, she's 22. We (& Adam) went out into town and I was able to catch up with Pilling, Kamran & Emma, all current or former Lex peeps. Ad & I met some of his friends, Sohail & Paul first for a quick chat in the Cornerhouse. Apparently Sohail's been on here a few times before... so Hello!
Estancamiento Perdonable
People have noticed that Goldberg's site has stagnated of late - but I assure you we're on the case. It's like london buses, there are three which are a 'Work in progress'. This picture was the inspiration for the lastest update along with the current poll, and will be a follow up to 'Anger Management'... it lead to this picture.
Hey Sweetie pie, you know you're the girl of my dreams...
To explain this text that I've sent to people without further explaination, check this link and listen to Arnie's SoB.
Messages:
BokBok: Salut! Ca va? merci beaucoup pour ton petite message, tu comais que tu est la fille de mon reves! Tu me manque aussi!
Kayla: Stella Artois is known as 'Wife Beater' here...
BlueAngel: Many things make my face go that way, certain foods, activities & even people!
Steve: So, what are you wearing?
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Touch Rugby Tourney
As I alluded to Master Bourke below:
There's a Touch Rugby League starting up in the south of Manchester and it's not before time.
CHECK HERE
Any of you out there in Manchester fancy it? Drop me a line we could start a team but I warm you - I take it seriously and get competitive! not really - just listen to me though! Otherwise I may shout.
There's men's and a mixed league - it's great fun and great for fitness & Skills.
Handy Links: FIT : Eng : More : Wal
There's a Touch Rugby League starting up in the south of Manchester and it's not before time.
CHECK HERE
Any of you out there in Manchester fancy it? Drop me a line we could start a team but I warm you - I take it seriously and get competitive! not really - just listen to me though! Otherwise I may shout.
There's men's and a mixed league - it's great fun and great for fitness & Skills.
Handy Links: FIT : Eng : More : Wal
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Te Doy Mis Ojos
Viernes
Cyfweliad: Interview
It went well on a personal level, but again my lack of experience at this role meant I could tell I wasn’t being considered, although they did mention to me another role they would see me as suitable for. It ‘s anew company so there may be opportunities after a while but they created a strange impression as I had to wait in a store room, reading over my notes surrounded by stacked chairs & cardboard boxes.
At this stage it’s looking more and more like a job’s a job!
Look Before You Leap
As I’ve mentioned being sent upstairs at work is a fate akin to being locked in a room with Captain Charisma (hbos-AW) in a talkative mood. Indeed, the prospect of being sent up there made me feel like this, and thankfully last week they chose not to hold me to my word. I’d prefer to have a severe bout of Delhi-belly, at least I could read the paper.
A few months back Adam was on a mission to make me buy new jeans. We couldn’t find any suitable and eventually to placate him I had to order some over the net from FatFace, they took two months to arrive and are a good fit but – no buttons, just a zip.
It could all go wrong, zips on jeans are far too robust when compared to normal trousers.
Yr Etholiad Gyffredinol: General Election
A mixed bag as all the results were in on this day, as there was never a chance of the Tories getting in, the focus was elsewhere for me and the results wee a disappointment. Especially for Rhys who pounded the streets on the campaign trail for no tenable return and to see Ceredigion fall. Change at the top needed apparently for Plaid.
Sadwrn Dwethaf: Last Saturday
Adam told me that I should mention this… And doesn’t reckon I will.
Adam had a Saturday shift and so was in work, I was in the vicinity and could have a lift home if I could wait for a bit. It beats walking or the bus so I did.
His boss Lisa was in and brought her daughter along, Jessica who is six. Due to my clothes from the night before who decided that I should be know as Mikey-Poo. I had to entertain her as Adam & Henry (the only other ones there) were working. Adam reckoned that I would mention that I had a heart drawing competion on a white board with her and lost, but come off it, of course I let her win…
Nol i Nos Wener: Back To Friday
Jo, Adam’s friend was up from London and we were to meet them out. But first Anna & I met Spencer & Jai with Chein Hui & Sarah at the Print works to watch Dirty shame… but it was sold out, well there were two tickets so Vicky and her friend from her lesbian rock band got the tickets. Instead we hit a bar, Corbiers on the way to bump into Adam at the Cornerhouse. They ran out of a standard lager there at one point so in scanning the funky continental beers they had on offer I asked for two Pints of Leffe… but it was four pound a pint!! Holy Crap! As I sat back down at the table I was noticeably introspected and stony silent through shock…
Sabado: Sadwrn: Saturn
I had to get up far too early on Saturday to catch the train to brum. I brought a paper and settled to read it, I chose one of those table seats as the train was pretty empty enabling me to open up the paper. I had meant to take some Spanish to study but I knew my head wouldn’t be in tune for that (I’d neglected to consider the full implications of this with regard to the journey back). An old man sat opposite me, we was eager to talk, in general. He was off to see his first grand daughter for the first time and was called Peter (him not the baby) and was originally from Bury. I was given some advice in life, but my particular issues were a little too complex. He was nice enough however – I gave him Goldberg’s address and I wonder if he found it or if he even made it too this site…
Cynllyn: Plan
I was off to Cardiff but getting a lift from Birmingham from Clare who’d initiated the trip, we’d be staying at Steve’s but had to go shopping first. Well Clare went Shopping (she had a scam going but I’m not allowed to mention it here), and I was taken from shop to shop like a petulant child. We met beanie and had lunch in Ha-Ha’s and then after some more shops met up with Steve and friends (Janet Lewis (speculation abounded to a link) & Paul) in the Pen & Wig.
We hung about there for a few hours catching the sun in the beer garden, playing quizzes. But as it got cold we left for Steve’s feeling a little worse for wear – just like over-tired really.
We popped out in the evening to the Pearl Of The Orient down in Cardiff Bay, sure the food was nice, we had a set menu, which was good but one dish raised eyebrows – king prawn with Apple (Granny smith in this case – not saying that it should have been Gala or Braeburn mind)
Diarios de Motocicleta: We got back to the flat and watched this – It was enjoyable and about the early life of Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara (Argentinian Middle Class & a Rugby Player from Buenos Aires). The issues raised are far too complex to fully explore in a movie so was a little simplistic at times with the politics.
Domingo
The film made a deal of the look in desperate and dejected people’s eyes. The next morning, Clare and I had a reminder of that look as we left to go for breakfast, we passed a man with whom we made eye contact. The strain of life was etched in his features and the demoralisation through the weighing down of his depressed gaze by his circumstances and his shopping from Lidl’s.
We had a fry up at Bentley’s on Welfield Road in Roath, they’ve re-introduced black pudding (pigs blood) since I was there last so it was a pleasant surprise.
So why does everyone drive places, well since being with out means recently, the answer is clear as was of course intuitively obvious before hand. The train took well over two hours to get to Manchester from Birmingham, the door to door time would be even longer of course – door to door in the car takes less than an hour traffic permitting of course. This is where my Spanish homework could have come in useful.
What a gip.
Lunes: Another day another interview.
This one was over the phone and seemed to go okay, but the problem with phone interviews is that they call millions (literally- honest) of people so the numbers are against you. The guy phoned me on a mobile and with me being on a mobile it didn’t help the connection so I was really straining to make out what he was saying at times. Sounded a bit naff anyhows!
Cutbacks in work, I don’t mind that the fans have gone missing and it’s roasting in there that much. But what’s happened to the free tea-bags?
Martes: E-Spag-bol
My lift to Spanish fell through last minute, so it the second week running (3rd lesson in all) that I’ve missed it and I’m disappointed with that, I’ll nail some revision on the weekend.Milton’s paradise lost will be a mission to read as I’ll need goofgle at hand so meanwhile until I have a few hours set aside to get started on it properly I’ve started To Kill A Mocking Bird by Harper Lee, which Anna has lent to me.
Messages:
KV: Drinking loads of beer isn't big and isn't clever - but we all still do it!
BA: A lot of people have told me I write too much in one big chunk, and should write little and often, but it's tough!
RT: Try toothpaste! And maybe fill in the gap with a felt tip pen?
CJ: That's deviant behavior from your boss, try getting him drunk maybe. It'll be for his own good.
Jen: Got any better pictures?
SB: Did you get the Touch Rugby sorted? (BTW they're starting a league up here at last). Any beef on that book?
Cyfweliad: Interview
It went well on a personal level, but again my lack of experience at this role meant I could tell I wasn’t being considered, although they did mention to me another role they would see me as suitable for. It ‘s anew company so there may be opportunities after a while but they created a strange impression as I had to wait in a store room, reading over my notes surrounded by stacked chairs & cardboard boxes.
At this stage it’s looking more and more like a job’s a job!
Look Before You Leap
As I’ve mentioned being sent upstairs at work is a fate akin to being locked in a room with Captain Charisma (hbos-AW) in a talkative mood. Indeed, the prospect of being sent up there made me feel like this, and thankfully last week they chose not to hold me to my word. I’d prefer to have a severe bout of Delhi-belly, at least I could read the paper.
A few months back Adam was on a mission to make me buy new jeans. We couldn’t find any suitable and eventually to placate him I had to order some over the net from FatFace, they took two months to arrive and are a good fit but – no buttons, just a zip.
It could all go wrong, zips on jeans are far too robust when compared to normal trousers.
Yr Etholiad Gyffredinol: General Election
A mixed bag as all the results were in on this day, as there was never a chance of the Tories getting in, the focus was elsewhere for me and the results wee a disappointment. Especially for Rhys who pounded the streets on the campaign trail for no tenable return and to see Ceredigion fall. Change at the top needed apparently for Plaid.
Sadwrn Dwethaf: Last Saturday
Adam told me that I should mention this… And doesn’t reckon I will.
Adam had a Saturday shift and so was in work, I was in the vicinity and could have a lift home if I could wait for a bit. It beats walking or the bus so I did.
His boss Lisa was in and brought her daughter along, Jessica who is six. Due to my clothes from the night before who decided that I should be know as Mikey-Poo. I had to entertain her as Adam & Henry (the only other ones there) were working. Adam reckoned that I would mention that I had a heart drawing competion on a white board with her and lost, but come off it, of course I let her win…
Nol i Nos Wener: Back To Friday
Jo, Adam’s friend was up from London and we were to meet them out. But first Anna & I met Spencer & Jai with Chein Hui & Sarah at the Print works to watch Dirty shame… but it was sold out, well there were two tickets so Vicky and her friend from her lesbian rock band got the tickets. Instead we hit a bar, Corbiers on the way to bump into Adam at the Cornerhouse. They ran out of a standard lager there at one point so in scanning the funky continental beers they had on offer I asked for two Pints of Leffe… but it was four pound a pint!! Holy Crap! As I sat back down at the table I was noticeably introspected and stony silent through shock…
Sabado: Sadwrn: Saturn
I had to get up far too early on Saturday to catch the train to brum. I brought a paper and settled to read it, I chose one of those table seats as the train was pretty empty enabling me to open up the paper. I had meant to take some Spanish to study but I knew my head wouldn’t be in tune for that (I’d neglected to consider the full implications of this with regard to the journey back). An old man sat opposite me, we was eager to talk, in general. He was off to see his first grand daughter for the first time and was called Peter (him not the baby) and was originally from Bury. I was given some advice in life, but my particular issues were a little too complex. He was nice enough however – I gave him Goldberg’s address and I wonder if he found it or if he even made it too this site…
Cynllyn: Plan
I was off to Cardiff but getting a lift from Birmingham from Clare who’d initiated the trip, we’d be staying at Steve’s but had to go shopping first. Well Clare went Shopping (she had a scam going but I’m not allowed to mention it here), and I was taken from shop to shop like a petulant child. We met beanie and had lunch in Ha-Ha’s and then after some more shops met up with Steve and friends (Janet Lewis (speculation abounded to a link) & Paul) in the Pen & Wig.
We hung about there for a few hours catching the sun in the beer garden, playing quizzes. But as it got cold we left for Steve’s feeling a little worse for wear – just like over-tired really.
We popped out in the evening to the Pearl Of The Orient down in Cardiff Bay, sure the food was nice, we had a set menu, which was good but one dish raised eyebrows – king prawn with Apple (Granny smith in this case – not saying that it should have been Gala or Braeburn mind)
Diarios de Motocicleta: We got back to the flat and watched this – It was enjoyable and about the early life of Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara (Argentinian Middle Class & a Rugby Player from Buenos Aires). The issues raised are far too complex to fully explore in a movie so was a little simplistic at times with the politics.
Domingo
The film made a deal of the look in desperate and dejected people’s eyes. The next morning, Clare and I had a reminder of that look as we left to go for breakfast, we passed a man with whom we made eye contact. The strain of life was etched in his features and the demoralisation through the weighing down of his depressed gaze by his circumstances and his shopping from Lidl’s.
We had a fry up at Bentley’s on Welfield Road in Roath, they’ve re-introduced black pudding (pigs blood) since I was there last so it was a pleasant surprise.
So why does everyone drive places, well since being with out means recently, the answer is clear as was of course intuitively obvious before hand. The train took well over two hours to get to Manchester from Birmingham, the door to door time would be even longer of course – door to door in the car takes less than an hour traffic permitting of course. This is where my Spanish homework could have come in useful.
What a gip.
Lunes: Another day another interview.
This one was over the phone and seemed to go okay, but the problem with phone interviews is that they call millions (literally- honest) of people so the numbers are against you. The guy phoned me on a mobile and with me being on a mobile it didn’t help the connection so I was really straining to make out what he was saying at times. Sounded a bit naff anyhows!
Cutbacks in work, I don’t mind that the fans have gone missing and it’s roasting in there that much. But what’s happened to the free tea-bags?
Martes: E-Spag-bol
My lift to Spanish fell through last minute, so it the second week running (3rd lesson in all) that I’ve missed it and I’m disappointed with that, I’ll nail some revision on the weekend.Milton’s paradise lost will be a mission to read as I’ll need goofgle at hand so meanwhile until I have a few hours set aside to get started on it properly I’ve started To Kill A Mocking Bird by Harper Lee, which Anna has lent to me.
Messages:
KV: Drinking loads of beer isn't big and isn't clever - but we all still do it!
BA: A lot of people have told me I write too much in one big chunk, and should write little and often, but it's tough!
RT: Try toothpaste! And maybe fill in the gap with a felt tip pen?
CJ: That's deviant behavior from your boss, try getting him drunk maybe. It'll be for his own good.
Jen: Got any better pictures?
SB: Did you get the Touch Rugby sorted? (BTW they're starting a league up here at last). Any beef on that book?
Thursday, May 05, 2005
So Long And Thanks For All The Fish
But I Never Thought It Would Come To This
The agencies were a mixed bag on Friday, one insisted that I go through the whole rigmarole of assessment, what a chore, and then had nothing to offer! They then wanted me to go to their other office to register, 'why can you fax/email/tell/photocopy-&-give-to-me-i'll-take-it?' but the woman was reluctant for some reason and despite agreeing with me 'I suppose I could' (It can't be hard can it?) I don't think she will. the other agency was better and friendlier (there was a girl from Ystradgynlais(near to where I'm from - a few miles), they at least had a lead for me (whilst I was waiting I rearranged her job description on her desk's name&job paperweight (what are they really called? - you know they're normally triangular) from 'Perm Consultant' to 'Romps Consultant', I don't think she noticed...
I had my haircut on Thurday in preperation, just to look a little more tidy, I skipped a clean shave as I couldn't be that bothered! The only think is the barber, has moved on to some questionable subject, last time it was about how in Cardiff he bartered with a prostitute down the docks after he deemed her performance as 'half harted'... this time it was about how he sunk a few pints with out realisng he was in a gay bar until he was propositioned... hmmm. For a big weight training type of guy, he's more softly spoken than you'd expect, and he's a hairdresser of course...
Moving on, I found a funky shop with random foodstuffs in it, the kelp(seaweed) I brough was pretty nasty, but some of the stuff is what you'd get in Wing Yips but with out the hassle of trekking accross town. The pop (pictured) was however far too sweet and tated of burnt sugar, and the rice flakes too plain... and green(?) for some reason.
After finishing at the agencies I went to town to meet Spencer to watch The Hitch Hikers Guide To The Galaxy.
I was there well early as the second agency had squeezed me in early so I had a wander around town early and went to the museum, there was some funky, political but ultimately non-functional pottery, which passed the time.
Spencer turned up early for the film as well, and we had a swift pint before the flick. The Film will be a dissapointment to the fans of the TV series which is far better, it tried to be more accessible to American audiences and some of the humour in the situation was forsaken. We talked about it before and the best bit was when they used the old theme music from the BBC series abeit briefly and only once, but the rest of the film was a let down. Some of the casting was not quite right, but the guy playing Zaphod Beeblebrox was very good.
Spencer seems to know some of these funky bars in town, we went to the subterranean 'Corbiers' bar which has French people running it, it was pretty cool with older music on but not too loud.
Anna joined us in town, she hadn't been there before either, and after Spencer had to shoot home I introduced her to the Temple (the pub that was converted from a subway toilet.
Sabado
I had breakfast at the 'Corner Cafe' in sale near work. An old fashioned greasy spoon place. it was a shambles the old bag working there couldn't add up or read the menu and didn't bring me tea (ordered and paid for mind).
Adam had a friend up from the Weekend, Troy(-Boy), Adam gave him the url of this site so hello! if you're there, they went out into town.
I went for dinner at Anna's were her friend form her course Nico (who claims to be related to Gerallt Gymro (not directly of course the guy was a priest - he must have a great great uncle or something in common) and has family in Llandeilo(not far from home) he's actually from Meath, Eire) & Pandora from the posh end of Dublin.
Domingo, M'aidez
Adam had planned a major all dayer in the 'Northern Quarter', there was going to be a number of people from work there as well as Adam's friends. Anna and I went along about five hours after Adam & Troy, we were in a pretencious bar called Bluu for a while before moving on and eventually making it home, the others were wasted but we made up some of the ground in between.
Lunes
At least there was no work today - it was a total write off. Best not mentioned.
EDIT: Actually in thinking about it I went to a pub quiz in The Bridge pub in Sale with Anna & Keith a friend of hers.
It’s been a while since I’ve done a pub quiz and this wasn’t a serious one, and only cost a quid in the form of a raffle ticket.
It seems Anna, Keith and others have been going to this quiz on and off for a while without success. Tonight though I was there, my repository of mostly wholly irrelevant information came into partial use. We finished joint first with three other teams. So it came to a tie-breaker, the quizmaster was to play a tune and we had to name the television program and the closest guess to how many episodes of this show that they made would win a £20 voucher to use in the pub.
The tune was easy… Fraggle Rock! But how many episodes where there? We had a deliberation and settled on ten although I didn’t agree I though it was low. I had a bit of banter with the quizmaster through the night and as I handed it it he looked at the answer and I saw from his expression that it was pretty wrong, so just to absolve myself of blame I blamed the answer on Anna & Keith and claimed it wasn’t my choice…
He asked, ‘So what was your guess?’, ‘umm, twenty five !?!’. He crossed out the ten and put down twenty-five. The actual answer was twenty-eight but we had the closest result and won! What a result, Jurassic Park!
I tried to buy him a drink but as he had free drinks form the pub he settled on a packet of Quavers!
Martes
Spanish fell through I'm affraid as Warbz who was giving me a lift had a last minute situation, otherwise in work I volunteered to help upstairs to show that I was keen but it was so very boring. There's a sterlie atmosphere as it near the management's office, and there isn't a process in place so is badly organised - what a mistaker to maker! John's been dragged upstairs with me too, and realises now that life has no meaning any more.
I got my credit report today and, it showed me as haviong missed a payment almost a year ago, but at the time the bank even sent me a letter apologising that it was due to a mistake on thier part, nevertheles it is still there and would be so much hassle to sort it out. Yuen Li's been having to deal with some similar crap too - it's such a pain that these places are unconsiderate and uncaring.
Miercoles
I've been sorting some stuff out, my immobile car, after the MOT and insuance have both expired will be scrapped. My mobile is now on the most basic tarrif so I know where I stand (making calls & sending texts costs money). I was sent this photo from the corridors of power:
DRINK! Jen sent this to me! Jack is upright so it must be before communion.
After work I went to the gym, a spit and sawdust place with John from work. It was a weights session my first for a year and the last one was a one off.
I was an absolute disgrace and could barely lift my arms after, but as I oft repeat my never folow through, even the longest journey has a first step.
Messages:
Yuen Li: Thanks, good luck with the ladies!
Kayla: Cheers! unfortuatley falling asleep inappropriately is an issue with me!
Gwilym: Beth bynnag !
Curly: What's your point?
Nicky: Cheers!
Po: It's been done.
Aarti: Happy Birthday yesterday!
The agencies were a mixed bag on Friday, one insisted that I go through the whole rigmarole of assessment, what a chore, and then had nothing to offer! They then wanted me to go to their other office to register, 'why can you fax/email/tell/photocopy-&-give-to-me-i'll-take-it?' but the woman was reluctant for some reason and despite agreeing with me 'I suppose I could' (It can't be hard can it?) I don't think she will. the other agency was better and friendlier (there was a girl from Ystradgynlais(near to where I'm from - a few miles), they at least had a lead for me (whilst I was waiting I rearranged her job description on her desk's name&job paperweight (what are they really called? - you know they're normally triangular) from 'Perm Consultant' to 'Romps Consultant', I don't think she noticed...
I had my haircut on Thurday in preperation, just to look a little more tidy, I skipped a clean shave as I couldn't be that bothered! The only think is the barber, has moved on to some questionable subject, last time it was about how in Cardiff he bartered with a prostitute down the docks after he deemed her performance as 'half harted'... this time it was about how he sunk a few pints with out realisng he was in a gay bar until he was propositioned... hmmm. For a big weight training type of guy, he's more softly spoken than you'd expect, and he's a hairdresser of course...
Moving on, I found a funky shop with random foodstuffs in it, the kelp(seaweed) I brough was pretty nasty, but some of the stuff is what you'd get in Wing Yips but with out the hassle of trekking accross town. The pop (pictured) was however far too sweet and tated of burnt sugar, and the rice flakes too plain... and green(?) for some reason.
After finishing at the agencies I went to town to meet Spencer to watch The Hitch Hikers Guide To The Galaxy.
I was there well early as the second agency had squeezed me in early so I had a wander around town early and went to the museum, there was some funky, political but ultimately non-functional pottery, which passed the time.
Spencer turned up early for the film as well, and we had a swift pint before the flick. The Film will be a dissapointment to the fans of the TV series which is far better, it tried to be more accessible to American audiences and some of the humour in the situation was forsaken. We talked about it before and the best bit was when they used the old theme music from the BBC series abeit briefly and only once, but the rest of the film was a let down. Some of the casting was not quite right, but the guy playing Zaphod Beeblebrox was very good.
Spencer seems to know some of these funky bars in town, we went to the subterranean 'Corbiers' bar which has French people running it, it was pretty cool with older music on but not too loud.
Anna joined us in town, she hadn't been there before either, and after Spencer had to shoot home I introduced her to the Temple (the pub that was converted from a subway toilet.
Sabado
I had breakfast at the 'Corner Cafe' in sale near work. An old fashioned greasy spoon place. it was a shambles the old bag working there couldn't add up or read the menu and didn't bring me tea (ordered and paid for mind).
Adam had a friend up from the Weekend, Troy(-Boy), Adam gave him the url of this site so hello! if you're there, they went out into town.
I went for dinner at Anna's were her friend form her course Nico (who claims to be related to Gerallt Gymro (not directly of course the guy was a priest - he must have a great great uncle or something in common) and has family in Llandeilo(not far from home) he's actually from Meath, Eire) & Pandora from the posh end of Dublin.
Domingo, M'aidez
Adam had planned a major all dayer in the 'Northern Quarter', there was going to be a number of people from work there as well as Adam's friends. Anna and I went along about five hours after Adam & Troy, we were in a pretencious bar called Bluu for a while before moving on and eventually making it home, the others were wasted but we made up some of the ground in between.
Lunes
At least there was no work today - it was a total write off. Best not mentioned.
EDIT: Actually in thinking about it I went to a pub quiz in The Bridge pub in Sale with Anna & Keith a friend of hers.
It’s been a while since I’ve done a pub quiz and this wasn’t a serious one, and only cost a quid in the form of a raffle ticket.
It seems Anna, Keith and others have been going to this quiz on and off for a while without success. Tonight though I was there, my repository of mostly wholly irrelevant information came into partial use. We finished joint first with three other teams. So it came to a tie-breaker, the quizmaster was to play a tune and we had to name the television program and the closest guess to how many episodes of this show that they made would win a £20 voucher to use in the pub.
The tune was easy… Fraggle Rock! But how many episodes where there? We had a deliberation and settled on ten although I didn’t agree I though it was low. I had a bit of banter with the quizmaster through the night and as I handed it it he looked at the answer and I saw from his expression that it was pretty wrong, so just to absolve myself of blame I blamed the answer on Anna & Keith and claimed it wasn’t my choice…
He asked, ‘So what was your guess?’, ‘umm, twenty five !?!’. He crossed out the ten and put down twenty-five. The actual answer was twenty-eight but we had the closest result and won! What a result, Jurassic Park!
I tried to buy him a drink but as he had free drinks form the pub he settled on a packet of Quavers!
Martes
Spanish fell through I'm affraid as Warbz who was giving me a lift had a last minute situation, otherwise in work I volunteered to help upstairs to show that I was keen but it was so very boring. There's a sterlie atmosphere as it near the management's office, and there isn't a process in place so is badly organised - what a mistaker to maker! John's been dragged upstairs with me too, and realises now that life has no meaning any more.
I got my credit report today and, it showed me as haviong missed a payment almost a year ago, but at the time the bank even sent me a letter apologising that it was due to a mistake on thier part, nevertheles it is still there and would be so much hassle to sort it out. Yuen Li's been having to deal with some similar crap too - it's such a pain that these places are unconsiderate and uncaring.
Miercoles
I've been sorting some stuff out, my immobile car, after the MOT and insuance have both expired will be scrapped. My mobile is now on the most basic tarrif so I know where I stand (making calls & sending texts costs money). I was sent this photo from the corridors of power:
DRINK! Jen sent this to me! Jack is upright so it must be before communion.
After work I went to the gym, a spit and sawdust place with John from work. It was a weights session my first for a year and the last one was a one off.
I was an absolute disgrace and could barely lift my arms after, but as I oft repeat my never folow through, even the longest journey has a first step.
Messages:
Yuen Li: Thanks, good luck with the ladies!
Kayla: Cheers! unfortuatley falling asleep inappropriately is an issue with me!
Gwilym: Beth bynnag !
Curly: What's your point?
Nicky: Cheers!
Po: It's been done.
Aarti: Happy Birthday yesterday!
