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(Gig) So the plan is; Dj up to the Birthday cake, then band for the final hour. In a perfect world “the band” would have set up long before the Dj was ever on the scene, sound checked, gone away for a pint/coffee/fish supper, then returned to play the short set requested. However….. for variousContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(digs) I moved out when I was 18. I wasn’t compelled to go, or even encouraged. I was entranced by the idea of my own space and being in charge of my own time/life/fate. Of course, at that time, rent was something like £15 a week, electricity was a 50p meter, gas was not connectedContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Band) “Band” has a kind of organised sound, and one might hope it did, in fact, have an organised sound. “Jam” on the other hand, while generally used as a verb (in a musical context) has a more random conotation. Even where it is used as a noun about music(“lets meet for a jam…”) itContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(roof) Well the insurance company decided that the damage was not the fault of the previous repairers (they chose). So much so, that they have chosen the same people again. I think the phrase “not best pleased” would well cover my position on this. Storm Amy, if severe, was relatively unexceptional, we may get anotherContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

I was going to write about insurance, but I was already too angry to type coherently, before the end of my first sentence. So instead… “Have you ever seen so much chocolate on a biscuit? “ Readers of a certain age may recognise that tag line from an advert in our shared youth… Yes, itContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Eulogy). I have read, that Alfred Nobel, founded the eponymous prizes, after discovering that a newspaper had printed a mistaken report of his demise, and was horriffied that the folowing eulogy, focussed on his life as the inventor of dynamite – and as such, portrayed him as a merchant of Death! In the aftermath ofContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life..”

(Fey…) There are various definitions, but the one I’m thinking is, someone marked by a morbid sense of the imminent disaster. I think you should be able to take the day off work for feeling “fey”. You certainly shouldn”t be put in any sitation where you must deal with the shortsighted and fickle public. ProbablyContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Autumn) Another good friend turned 60. Beer was drunk, toast(er)s were toasted, celebrations done. I still have a few “younger” friends, I think there’s about another half dozen before we can all go out with our free bus pass. Several of those now promoted to “veteran” status have either already retired, or are planning toContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Steps) steps : 1,004,973 target (913,000) GI: 6.7 (7 day av) : ( Weight (kg) 107.8 : ( Money Raised : £145 : ) Yipee! and nine days to spare. Thank you all who have supported, jeered and cheered. It’s been an interesting lesson in motivation. Plenty of long work days where I certainly wouldn’tContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(crash2) steps : 944,715 (Target 847,000) GI: 6.3 (7 day av) : ) Weight (kg) : : ) Money Raised : £145 : ) I left you hanging with, what seemed to be, an almost reasonable conclusion to FIVE solid hours of internet communication. The traveille did not end there: – “no courtesy car, yesContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”