It’s a Dog’s Life…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(the law{society} is an even bigger ass) I knew this day would come, and in an effort to preserve what little sanity I retain, I asked lovely Chris to handle it. I did not trust myself to sit down and be civil to another solicitor, much less send a(n unthreatening) reply to the Law society.…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(silence) It been a longer absence. Sometimes the shifts just don’t allow that window for inspiration, sometimes whole days go by without a world ending tragedy. In my “daytime” (figuratively) job, I deal with taxi drivers. In many ways I’m a glorified troubleshooter, if I’m talking to a driver, somethings gone wrong, or isn’t working.…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(Rats!) According to popular mythology, one is never more than ten feet from a rat – I believe that’s supposed to apply in “civilization”. Presumably “in the wild” they get a lot closer? I have no special antipathy to our furry rodent neighbours, unfortunately they are not content with the “neighbour” status and have started…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(Ersatz) I’ve been in York, as some will be aware. A break away to mark my “annual solar orbit” – as a collegue likes to put it. There was cake, and some wine, and lots and lots of steps – that tiny figure waving from the top of Yorkminster – it’s probably me, signaling that…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(Echt) My German is a bit rusty (to non existant). The German word, “Ersatz” does occasionally get used as a borrow word in English; generally meaning a substitute or replacement and with very strong implication that it is inferior to the origonal. It’s (much less frequently seen) Teutonic counterpart is “Echt” :- authentic, the real…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(time) “Most people think time is a strict progression from cause to effect, but… it’s actually really more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly timey wimey…stuff” – (David Tennant as Dr Who). I grew up with John Pertwee and Tom Baker, they were “my” Dr Who, but I did catch a fair bit of…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(the law{society} is an ass) People who know me well, will be aware of my utter anathema for all members of the legal profession. Read to the end and tell me I’m wrong. I may paraphrase slightly…. You know it’s serious when it actually comes by recorded delivery. And you might wonder why the Law…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(Prodigal spoon) In my work, there is a shared canteen space. Microwave, tables, sink, communal fridge, vending machine (when it works). You get the idea, you’ve seen a hundred like it, right down to the cork board with its pinned cards and dated notices. I could talk about the shared fridge…could, but it wouldn’t be…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
( sick Burn(s) ) Why “Burns” supper? Why not a Shakespeare luncheon? I’m pretty sure I’ve asked that before, but having – over the years, celebrated the Bard’s birthday many, many times, we’ve heard most of the poems, had innumerable witty toasts and replies, so we tend to be very relaxed about inclusion of work…
It’s a Dog’s Life…
(… perchance to dream) There was a time, which does not seem that long ago – but was probably really 1986 (forty years – you’ve got to be kidding!), when I could lay my head down on a comfy shopping trolly and doze off in the street while it was raining – Ok I exaggerate,…
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