I'm writing this post in bed, because I'm feeling a bit poorly. Which is really rubbish, because it means I can't eat loads and loads of chocolate (as I'd planned to do) and because I couldn't go to see Dartford notch up another win (this time over Canvey Island). My teeth are also giving me jip, although that was expected because of my appointment on Wednesday. It was the reason I had to stay in Sheffield for a few days after the end of the first "half" of the semester, but it also nearly forced me to stay for a bit longer. Not really thinking, I had booked a ticket on the 13.27 train home. This meant being on the train between 20- and 25- past, and this meant arriving at the station for about quarter-past one. My dentist appointment was a 11.45 sit-and-wait. The orthodontic department at the hospital is clearly so popular that they have to over-book appointments every day in order to treat everyone. So I knew that it would be a close-run thing...
I watched this week's Apprentice at half-past-three on Wednesday morning, having been staring at a computer screen for about a day. As a result, my memory of precisely what happened are slightly cloudy. The Guardian 's excellent " live blog " has handily filled in the gaps. Our six would-be apprentices were given the task of selling wealthy punters the chance to spend some time with some fantastic supercars. Apparently, this is a rapidly growing new business venture, although quite why struck me as a tad confusing. Surely the whole point of those things is to drive them – fast ? Unless you own your own racetrack, there's not much opportunity to do that on the UK's roads... It soon became clear, though, that the target audience was disgustingly rich grade-A posers. Depending on your point of view, poor/useless Lucinda was unfairly/fairly treated by her team-mates this week. Having said she wouldn't feel comfortable selling on her own (because she...
Hello everyone, happy new year! Better late than never, eh? Sorry about the lack of blog posts. I haven't written a "regular" blog post since July (and that was a semi-rambling embittered rant about the government). There are two reasons why: 1. I get bored very easily. Which means I blog for a few months, then I get a temporary obsession with photography , then I become an insufferable music buff for several weeks, then I go and buy a load of gadgets... it's just what I do. Anyway, I'm back in a blogging mood at the moment, so enjoy it while it lasts. 2. We don't have 24/7 broadband at the flat. We have one mobile broadband dongle to share between three laptops. Coupled with the fact that I have a nifty internet phone (great for checking e-mails, a bit fiddly to write anything longer than 140 characters on), this means going on the internet to casually surf and submit various missives to a blog is a bit of a rarity these days. But now I'm b...