Archives for September 2005

If anyone’s got outstanding bookbag money, (Sarah, excluding you obviously, i think we just need to convene to work out what money needs to go where if you’ve been paid for them all now), could they let me have it asap as there are some big bills floating my way this month. I’m aware i […]

I just flicked through my most viewed shots on flickr and got an unpleasant shock. One that i thought i had removed to friends and family only, which showed a daughter of mine slightly too flagrantly nude, had got an awful lot more hits than any of my others. 🙁 Sickening, but amended. Must be […]

I’m spending too much time blogging and too much time thinking about stuff that is making me bore myself. So i think i’ll take a break and do something more creative with my words. I’m feeling jaded and paranoid and miserable just at the moment. I’ll just be blogging stuff i want to remember we’ve […]

Totally with everyone on it being good for HESFES. I wouldn’t have gone to HESFES in May at Manor Farm again but i would go to a new one in June, possibly, because the things that put me off the most would be improved by better weather etc. I can live with a holiday we […]

Can’t even begin to see how to sort out the impending camping crisis – Wendy has dates up for September so unless i want to do exactly the “pissing on parade” thing i’m offended by myself, September is out. And i don’t want to do that, i like Wendy and i might even like to […]

I’ve slightly stuffed up here because i hadn’t remembered Max and i have to be somewhere else on Friday; i’d been thinking we could leave after group, but we can’t. Maddy will gutted to miss the group on Egypt as she’s been asking to do the topic for months. Dates for September groups are as […]

She didn’t hate it. Oh well, back to the drawing board.

Well, not really, it was quite a nice weekend. I just thought it went well with one of the previous titles! Yesterday was entirely taken up with a visit to my parents house for a family reunion of sorts. My sister was there with Rowan, my cousin with her two boys F and M (yes, […]

24 men plus a nation of men (and a few insane women too) spending 5×5 days they can never live again worrying about a game that can be a draw and can be spoiled by the sodding weather. Go AWAY cricket.

“Mummy, how does the daddy bit get in the mummy bit to make a baby” *Insert appropriate explanation* “How long are willys then?” “Oh, about this long normally…” “Hmmm… that isn’t long enough to do what you say…” Right. Fine.