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Why do I get nagged for not blogging when Bu'er hasn't blogged in MONTHS?

It’s not fair I tell you…

And so, a blog πŸ™‚ shall I mention football? hmm…we gave away a 0-2 lead to end up drawing against Everton (and Defoe missed an extra time penalty that would have given us the win) so maybe not eh?

Work? shall I blog about work? much as I love my job – I don’t think so…

So, what I’ll ramble on with is my phone – the Nokia N97 πŸ™‚

It’s a lovely phone, and now I’ve managed to de-brand it (getting rid of the Vodafone crappy splash screen and useless link on the screen that you always tend to hit), and update the firmware – it’s fecking brilliant!

The touch screen is very good (not quite as good as the iPhone’s, but the best of the others), it’s fast opening apps, web browsing is faster than the iPhone (Marina has one and, being the geek I am, I opened my blog on both phones and mine was about 6 seconds quicker than hers πŸ˜› ).

I like the way the iPhone lists SMSs in a conversation format so you can follow the thread, rather than in a list – so I found an app for my phone to do that πŸ™‚

Also, my phone, with it’s 5 megapixel camera is FAR superior to the 2 megapixel offering on the Apple phone πŸ™‚

Um…that’s about all for now – have a couple of short stories:

Apparently I’m off to the theatre on Saturday – Marina has tickets for ‘Misanthrope‘. I’ve not been to the theatre before so it should be an experience (and Keira Knightley is in it so I can perv her). I suppose it makes a change from hanging about in pubs…

Oh yeah – my weekend…

Spent another great weekend in London, in the company of the gorgeous Marina…

Saturday she threatened me with shopping, but I thwarted her plans by suggesting a drink in The Anchor pub beside the Thames:

Really nice place πŸ™‚ and as an alternative to shopping it certainly gets my vote πŸ˜‰

After a few pints in here (well, I had several pints, she had coffee and one glass of wine – basically her limit), we walked across the Millennium Bridge towards St Paul’s Cathedral – as it was getting dark, it looked exactly like this:

This was the first time I’ve ever seen St Paul’s in real life – amazing huh? 41 years old and only just seeing some of the sights in the UK…(first time across the bridge too). I would have taken some pictures, but it was drizzly and I didn’t want to get my phone wet – besides, it was cold too, and my hands were buried deep in my pockets…

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Sunday was spent in another nice pub – The Angel Inn in Highgate:

We had lunch here, and spent the entire afternoon just sitting there, reading the papers, drinking, and people watching – most relaxing πŸ™‚ It’s a great place – and the barstaff were very friendly πŸ™‚

Having heard from Harriett (she was in London with her daughter at some concert in Earl’s Court) that the trains were running erratically, Marina dropped me off at Finsbury Park at about 7.30 so I could get the train home…

Ah, Finsbury Park – just down the road from the shithole Emirates Stadium (where the gooner scum play) – and they played on Sunday there too – against Chelsea, so the whole area was full of gooners (fair made my skin crawl it did). A quick check on my phone revealed they’d been beaten 0-3 by Chelsea, so that put a huge grin on my face. Spurs got a late equaliser against Aston Villa on Saturday, so we move up to third, the table looking like this:

Happy days πŸ™‚ We go to Manchester tonight to play United in the Carling Cup quarter final. Redknapp has already said that a Champion’s League place is a priority over winning trophies this season…but even our reserves will want to win (or emulate Defoe‘s 5 goal glut last week πŸ˜‰ ), so it should make for a good game…


Monday, Monday…

Looking at my post count (and some of the comments πŸ˜‰ ), it seems it’s been a while since I posted.

Oh well…

Had a great weekend – spent it in London with Marina (there’s that name again). Friday night we spent in The World’s End pub in Camden Town – Friday night is music night, and the band was really good…few drinks there, then back to Marina’s (it takes longer to drive about 5 miles in London than it takes for me to travel by train home – about 65 miles).

Saturday started off very rainy, so we jumped on a bus (London public transport is great!) and went off to Islington and had a lovely pub meal in The York and watched the egg chasing rugby (very disappointing – England seemed happy to let Wilko kick us level rather than going for the killer tries – we ended up getting one anyway, so a result of 16-9 was good). A few pints of Guinness (for me – Marina had a mulled cider then switched to coffee – lightweight) later and we went to the cinema to see ‘Harry Brown‘ – great film, shows London’s estates as they really are πŸ˜‰ (I lived in New Cross, Lewisham a few years back for a couple of months). After the film, we went to another good pub (can you see a pattern emerging here?) – the Camden Head where we got rather drunk πŸ™‚ then back on the bus home…

Sunday was a great day – sunny and bright so we took a walk across Victoria Park and had breakfast watching the birds on the lake. I played with the squirrels (totally amazed Marina how I could get them so close and even on my shoulder πŸ™‚ – I’m good with animals, probably better than I am with people).

And so, back to work today – and guess what? πŸ™‚ I’m off to Spain tomorrow, back late Wednesday. Couple of hours work out there, then lots of me time in the sun topping up my tan πŸ™‚

I love my job…


I know no-one cares but…

My cold has gone! πŸ™‚

Woo! and indeed, Yay!

All that’s left is this niggly cough – I’ll pickup some super strength, blow-your-head-off-if-you-drink-it-with-alcohol cough stuff later, and I’ll be right as rain* by Sunday (meeting up with Marina then).

I have a formula for buying anything medicinal…well, not a formula, more a guideline:

Does it say “May cause drowsiness” on the bottle/can/box? If not, move to the next one…in my experience, ONLY the drowsy ones actually work (antihistamines are a fine example of this).

I also need some lip stuff – whatsit called? (quick Google) – ah, Lypsyl. Not that my lips are cracked, but it’s great for getting rid of the red soreness around the nose after 2-3 days of blowing copious amounts of snot out πŸ™‚

I did actually stop off at Tesco to buy said supplies (I would’ve asked for ‘lip stuffβ„’’ if I didn’t actually see what the stuff was called (no Google in Tesco…well, unless I use my phone), but the pharmacy bit doesn’t open until 9…so, here’s a handy tip for anybody thinking of travelling to the UK:


* Where DOES this saying come from? quick look on Google gave me this:

Right as rain is a latecomer to this illustrious collection of curious similes. It may have first appeared at the very end of the nineteenth century, but the first example I can find is from Max Beerbohm’s book Yet Again of 1909: β€œHe looked, as himself would undoubtedly have said, β€˜fit as a fiddle,’ or β€˜right as rain.’ His cheeks were rosy, his eyes sparkling”. Since then it has almost completely taken over from the others.

It makes no more sense than the variants it has usurped and is clearly just a play on words (though perhaps there’s a lurking idea that rain often comes straight down, in a right line, to use the old sense). But the alliteration was undoubtedly why it was created and has helped its survival. As right as ninepence has had a good run, too, but that has vanished even in Britain since we decimalised the coinage and since ninepence stopped being worth very much.

The page in it’s entirety can be found here (just wanted to pad the post out a bit πŸ˜› ).

So there you have it – just another service I provide πŸ˜‰

It's a (non pervy) picture…

So, this is Marina:


Not the best quality I know, but then the iPhone has a crap camera…unlike the VASTLY superior Nokia N97 πŸ˜‰

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