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(Good years) “There is no problem so big, that it cannot be run away from.”    “Are you quoting from Snoopy now?” “I’ll quote the truth wherever I find it” That exchange, or something very like it, takes place it the book “Illusions” by Richard Bach (he’s generally better known for “Johnathon Livingston Seagull”), and likeContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(shelving) The law of averages, has not, in fact, finally caught up with me (…yet). My extended silence is simply down to the hectic demands of combining DIY and employment. Last January it was the shower base/thing/pedestal “remodelling”. This year it was the restructuring of the “temporary” shelving I threw together when we moved inContinue reading “It’s a Dogs Life…”

(Doing more in 24) I’ve written before about the unsuitability of January for the hard resolutions. I gave up (well, very seriously cut down) biscuits, sweets, and cakes back in September (thank you Diabetes diagnisis). I did my thousand press-ups in August. I will concede the large number of “very High days” at this timeContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(2024) The Sunrise on New Years Day, from the Land of the Rising Sun – courtesy of our correspondant in Japan. This was several hours before the earthquake, which was off of the other side of the country, so no harm befell Ben - and Thank-you for the numerous enquiries of concern. ” Like being swungContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(A life in the day) “No we didn’t make any contact with your breakfast chef Andre” “The car waited 10 minutes at number 6, and I phoned the number ending ..098 myself and left a message” “If you see the 18 page spread sheet you emailed at 17:00 on Christmas eve, page ..7 ….5 linesContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(’tis the season…) So our season of festivity rolls round again. I have a few days off before I return to the coalface to labour alongside Santa and his elves; – moving, bar, restraunt, hotel, hospital and emergency staff, too and fro in the wee small hours, and tying to get “great Aunt Sally” homeContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Doctors) I was going to write about the hugely successful musical jam session, or maybe the uplifting weekend away in the Lake District (there was dancing), or the ludicrous 23 digit alphanumeric password on one odd feature in work (where the password is usually some 4 letter Glasgow football team acronym(all Caps) – or “password”).Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

There’s going to be a jam session. It’s a casual event brought to you by Richard/Smith/Wilson. You might recognise them under the old trading name of Bert/Graham/Tony. I think people have different ideas about the process here…. —————————————————————————- Spotless hi tech conference room in a building not unadjacent to the world parliament- “Could we haveContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Health and safetly violation) An old friend came in from out of town, my tux didn’t come back from the cleaners, there was a earthquake, a terrible flood…. Actually, just a run of nights into long days and lot to do (also I didn’t catch fire, or fall, or get diagnosed with some new ailment).Continue reading “It’s A Dog’s Life…”

(First Gig) Most days I sit down at the blank screen without any pre conceptions. I just type, sometimes it’s funny, sometimes (I hope) it’s thoughtful, sometimes I rage… but, I just had this conversation on nightshift where I was impelled to tell a story from long ago, and it occurs to me that thereContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”