Im moving into the house tomorrow....... Am I?? Dare I to believe this?! I've had more false starts in the last 2 months than Doug Ellis has fired Villa managers so I can't quite bring myself to accept that this time tomorrow I'll be unpacking... Last weekend seemed a dead cert for the move...so much so that I turned down the chance of meeting up with 5co77ie to watch Argyle, but at the last minute it was all called off..
But now we're all exchanged of contracts and its gonna occur!!!
Gawd its been a month since I updated... Well time flies when you're.....erm......being tormented by mortgage companies and solicitors and the whole nightmare of trying to buy a house!
So what's happening in the trilling blog to nowhere then....??! Erm.....
Good news!
The new job is going really well. Great people here, already found some festival people among my new colleagues! Plymouth still feels like a cool place to spend a few weeks, and as its Plymouth Music Week Im hoping to ge
Finally found time to update the blog...! Well since my last missive, what's happened...
We moved me out of the flat and away from the Toryboy's stronghols (Witney). Me Mel and Seb had an epic day with me being inaugurated in the Official Union of White Van Man. Having never driven a transit before we collected a van from Worthing, drove it to Witney and loaded my life into the back, drove back to Worthing and unloaded my life into Mel's house, then took it back to the hire place. Total m
Oh gawd its started then... Im in my flat and my life is contained in boxes....apart from the CD shelves which are boxes anyway.. The cooker is cleaned so Im living on ready meals for this week, and I have a list of things to do such as 'book van for friday', 'call all the people who send me bills to say that I won't be here after friday', 'cancel milk', 'go out for lots of farewell drinks with friends this week'. That last one will probably ensure that none of the earlier items get done and
Wow busy few weeks and at last I have a chance to update the blog! Well in between frantic times at work trying to finish off as many jobs as possible, and trying to hustle along a house purchase for the big move south west, I managed to fit in 2 fabulous festies! My 4th Beautiful Days and it just seems to get better and better! We arrived on site in the afternoon on Friday in dazzling sunshine, having survived what appeared to be a visitation of the Indian Monsoon over Salisbury, prompting u
Busy couple of days getting ready to head down to Cornwall for the weekend. This has involved sorting out The Big Tent (Aka amityville cos its as big as a house and we seem to always manage to pitch it on a hill...!) plus other camping paraphernalia: gas burners, big bottle of gas which still scares me whenever I think of the large amount of highly flammable material currently residing in the back of my car, table, camping chairs, blow up beds pumps and lights, box of plates saucepans kettles
Ok one of the (many) reasons I want to move west is that the 'pace of life' is, in my experience, rather less frenetic than round these parts. Ie things don't move at the pace of a greyhound on speed chasing after a rabbit running as if all beelzebubs whippets were on its heels. Yes its a cliche but there it is. And I am therefore familar with the west country concept of 'dreckly'....or as it is spelt in other parts of the country, 'directly'. Simply put, if someone says they will do somethi
I've succumbed.... After thinking, nah, I won't do this blog thing, who would seriously want to know about the mundane-ities of my daily ramblings, and who I am I to think that casting a few of my thoughts into the cyber void will attract any interest at all, ...I found myself being drawn in......
Its compulsive innit?! So here goes....blog part 1!
Erm...well this is how most Mondays are - sat at work bleary eyed after a hellish drive to work from Worthing to High Wycombe via the M25, sh
