very random........

Thought i'd post some photos as my life has been rather dull lately. Enjoy.....

Kermit visiting us again this year. Although we dont have a pond, frogs seem to love our garden. Here's one in my bucket.

Male etiquette demands that it is inappropriate to take a photo of a fellow man's crotch. Catching a mate holding an inflatable spear like this, makes a comedy moment. (thing is, not to be caught taking the photo unless you are really good at talking yourself outta trouble)

My sons Darth Vader mask!! Whats going on with my hair though? I think it looks like a candle or something.

Hope you liked the photos. :-)

Panic Over.......

I've found my mobile phone so you can all just relax. What do you mean you didnt know anything about me losing my phone. You couldn't here me calling for it like a lost cat every evening. I walked the streets and moved heaven and earth to find it. Strangley enough I found it in my office the other side of the room on top of a tall cabinet in a desk tray and tucked into the corner. My guess is that the little gremlins or elves that visit my office to push the dust around a bit found it and thought they'd help me by putting it in the most obscure and difficult place they could. You see that way then nobody would tread on it! Ok its overkill as far as keeping it safe is concerned, but i'm just elated to have the little darling back with daddy again. (you're a lovely little thing arnt you? you are..you are !)

There's more to this aswell.

I never thought that I had become so dependant on my phone. Its not like I have friends that call me all the time, or that I spend every evening texting my cool mates like a spotty adolescent. Its the photos on it of family and my ever growing phone list that I couldnt bare to be without. At mums funeral I met up with old friends and obscure family that I haven't seen for 20 years and I don't want to lose contact with them for another 20. You see the value of the phone was greater than the phone itself. I'm not materialist enough to cry over a piece of plastic that makes pretty noises from time to time.

Here's a photo that was on it .....

My kids playing in the garden. I think they are trying to catch flies or something.

why Dirty Dancing?

What the heck is it about eh?

More and more i see Dirty Dancing as the ladies favourite 'happy movie'. Can you explain that? I just don't get it Dirty Dancing?!

Is this the only 'happy' movie out there? If I want to help my wife out of a bad mood do I have to play this movie over and over again? Am I destined to seeing this thousands of times before I eventually grow too much hair in my ears and get cataracts? (peace at last)

I was slightly disappointed

(You might have to click on the images to see them clearer)
Last week i got a call from Marie the young lady in our facilities department to come and pick up a package that arrived at 'goods in'. I wasn't expecting anything but I do get stuff sent quite often so there wasn't any reason for concern.

I got the package and was just signing for it when I notice the label was from some pharmaceutical supplier. Then I looked at the rest and saw the ' Viagra, handle with care' sign. Obviously this was a mate up to no good, but which one?? Was it one of the Dave's not happy with my last post?? I said to Marie that she couldn't leave until I had opened the package as I didn't want her to get the wrong idea. Her reply was a polite 'I did wonder'. So I started to open the packet. It then dawned on me that although I was sure it was a joke, maybe I had really been sent some Viagra. In a way I even hoped there was as that'd be really funny. There was something in the box that was for sure. Have a look.


After all that it was just a packet of Polo's. It was a good effort though!!

I discovered the culprit, 'Andy the Chef' in the company restaurant, Thanks for that Andy, next time can you include the real thing if you've got any spare that is!! (kiddin of course)

small kiss, big hug...........(Nacho Libre)

Been a busy couple of weeks.

Worked all last week with 2 friends on painting the outside of my house. I had to play the role of Gaffer (I said Gaffer not Jaffa!) aswell as one of the workers. I am convinced we could have used half the paint if it hadn't been so dertermined to jump off the wall and stick to me instead of doing its job. I'm not kidding anything that wasn't covered over ended up a lovely shade of magnolia. (known as 'mag' to those of us in the trade!- dont you know) Hands, hair, clothes and even my butt creak! For heavens sake is nothing sacred? (no bother it gently blended in the darker hair, how convenient)

We were overly optimistic with how much paint we'd use. I made a guess of 50 litres, my expert decorator Dave (dont start that again) thought we'd only use 30. The actual amount was 80 litres!! How badly wrong were we? You'd expect the paint to be an inch thick in that situation wouldn't you, but it wasnt. So I think I have helped Wickes to reach their paint sales for this year all on my own.

Job looks good now. We celebrated with a trip to Nados and then on to see Nacho Libre at the cinema. A good way to celebrate.

Other Stuff

1) I'm starting to like sad music

2) Went to the funeral of my mothers friend 'May' yesterday. I feel numb.

3) When are we all going to finally learn to put life into perspective?

4) You can bring a horse to water but you can't make it drink. (it makes sense to me)

5) The proof of us all is how we deal with things when under pressure. Its easy for all of us when things are going right.

6) Got the kids on my own whilst wifey is visiting a friend in Hastings. It'll be great! I can feel a bike ride coming on.