Jun 30, 2010 0
Monday was not a proud day, but I’m hoping it will be a watershed moment of sorts.
My employers very kindly gave us all the opportunity to have a quick, free health check, the highlight of which was watching someone feint after having their finger pricked for a cholesterol test. I went down for a few minutes away from my desk, and to pick up a goody bag containing a free Company-branded travel mug. Read the rest of this entry »
Jun 17, 2010 3
It’s a fact of life that anyone who likes football has A World Cup, a specific tournament to cling on to and claim as their own. It’s usually the first World Cup you can remember, and every World Cup ever after will always lack the je ne sais quoi that made your World Cup so special. Read the rest of this entry »
May 14, 2010 8
Anyone who’s been reading this blog or has seen me recently will have undoubtedly noticed that the diet/fitness regime has pretty much died a death. I kind of gave up. Again. I’m guessing you’re not surprised.
I’m not looking to blame anyone or thing, but I did allow myself to be tempted into buying some Walkers Flavour Cup World Cup flavour crisps. And by some I mean twenty-four bags. I am, as you can probably imagine, very partial to a bag of crisps. Read the rest of this entry »
May 4, 2010 2
A while ago in this blog post I wrote a letter to Tesco about their lazy, sexist, outdated retailing, and I promised to let you know if I got a reply.
A got a reply a while ago and, erm, forgot to mention it. Read the rest of this entry »
Apr 29, 2010 1
This is a story about men. Met who met in a distant age, before everyone had iPhones and laptops and wi-fi and facebook and neither the means nor indeed the inclination for the constant, relentless barrage of shared information which, if we’re all honest, is just another welcome distraction from what we actually should be doing.
It was 1999, and I was starting university. I had terrible dress sense; a velour luminous orange v-neck Cotton Traders shirt was the worst offender, usually accompanied with black shiny plastic-effect trousers. Inexplicably I was single. Read the rest of this entry »
