I haven't seen a single edition of Big Strong Boys this week. I've been finding it increasingly difficult to be awake by 11AM. A heinous crime I know, 11AM is quite late in the day I guess. I got up at around 12:30 today and turned the TV on. I had a choice of Wipeout with Bob Monkhouse on BBC1, The Amazing Mr.Blunden on BBC2 (I am also unsure of what that is), ITV news on ITV1 amazingly, oh and Third Watch on Channel 4. I think there was Home and Away on 'five' but that doesn't really count. What a fine choice of programs, I can either be scared by Bob 'orangeface' Monkhouse, confused by The Amazing Mr.Blunden or depressed by the news. I don't know what the program on Ch4 was about so I can't really comment, and although that is also technically true for the BBC2 'film', I don't care. Anyway, I ended up watching ITV News...I am now almost suicidal.
Thank Partridge Neighbours is on soon, 20 minutes methinks. I have also found that this website is becoming my mistress-I seem to spend a lot of time thinking of little mistakes I have made which need correcting. I think I should sever my broadband connection at home here so I can't upload anymore. Saying that though, I'm not going to. I need to spend my time doing something vaguely productive, and it's not going to be work. Maybe I'll wash my car today..something to consider.
I seem to have digressed from my original point, no matter, it doesn't bother me. It shouldn't bother you either. My bank should be sending me a new card soon, I've lost mine at home somewhere and couldn't be bothered to find it under my pile of unsorted post and stuff-that's something to look forward to. 14 minutes till Neighbours. Safe to say when that comes on I will stop writing crap..for today anyway. I have just discovered I'm arranging my day around Neighbours, kinda hoped it wouldn't come to this. There is an upside though, it is daytime television which means I haven't deviated from my original topic too much. Smoothalicious. I'm going to get some food now and then watch Neighbours, I hope you are doing the same.
Wednesday, 23 April 2003
Monday, 21 April 2003
[OLD SITE] What I've been up to
Well, this has certainly been an interesting week. Started off by going to the Peel in Kingston Friday night with my friend Andy. Was quite funny, lots of topless guys taking part in what I can only describe as some sort of satanic headbanging...amused me anyway, but Partridge* the drinks were expensive! Luckily I had been drinking wine on the way there (out of a glass, fear not).
I believe on the following night (Saturday) I accompanied Andy to the Plough and Harrow in Epsom to see an ex-collegue 'DJ' (I use that term loosely, we weren't DJ colleagues). But dear God I had forgotten how much I hate the young people who try really hard to make it obvious thay they are into nu-metal. It was actually quite painful sitting in the rather overcrowded excuse for a pub listening to the poor music for a start, but having to stomach the unforgivable actions of my co-drinkers was too much.
It was funny that in a way it also felt like an old man's pub-this was due to the way that I felt Andy and I stood out as if we were both wearing bright pink shell suits in the Kray's local. This may have been because we didn't adhere to the 2 or more piercing's rule.
Is it really necessary for the over excited and quite frankly naive Rosebery school girls (a local all-girls school) to behave in the way they do? When a male spiky haired Limp Bizkit fan walks in do they have to throw themselves all over them in a way which only reminds me of the girls of Essex? May I point out again, that this is one of the royal boroughs of Surrey...what's going on?
Off the topic-must apologise, but I just read the synopsis for tonight's Coronation Street, "Eileen confronts Jason - with disastrous consequences". Just made me laugh. SORRY! ok?
Haven't done much else this week, went to the Blue Anchor in Reigate and saw some old mates which was cool. Actually had quite a good laugh, saw big John, who we have discovered, plays drums...perhaps a new member for fwag we hope. This is dragging on a bit so I will end it.
*'Partridge' can be substitued for 'God', or any other suitable deity.
I believe on the following night (Saturday) I accompanied Andy to the Plough and Harrow in Epsom to see an ex-collegue 'DJ' (I use that term loosely, we weren't DJ colleagues). But dear God I had forgotten how much I hate the young people who try really hard to make it obvious thay they are into nu-metal. It was actually quite painful sitting in the rather overcrowded excuse for a pub listening to the poor music for a start, but having to stomach the unforgivable actions of my co-drinkers was too much.
It was funny that in a way it also felt like an old man's pub-this was due to the way that I felt Andy and I stood out as if we were both wearing bright pink shell suits in the Kray's local. This may have been because we didn't adhere to the 2 or more piercing's rule.
Is it really necessary for the over excited and quite frankly naive Rosebery school girls (a local all-girls school) to behave in the way they do? When a male spiky haired Limp Bizkit fan walks in do they have to throw themselves all over them in a way which only reminds me of the girls of Essex? May I point out again, that this is one of the royal boroughs of Surrey...what's going on?
Off the topic-must apologise, but I just read the synopsis for tonight's Coronation Street, "Eileen confronts Jason - with disastrous consequences". Just made me laugh. SORRY! ok?
Haven't done much else this week, went to the Blue Anchor in Reigate and saw some old mates which was cool. Actually had quite a good laugh, saw big John, who we have discovered, plays drums...perhaps a new member for fwag we hope. This is dragging on a bit so I will end it.
*'Partridge' can be substitued for 'God', or any other suitable deity.
Sunday, 30 March 2003
[OLD SITE] Heinz Ravioli
I like ravioli, or should I say I did. I've always had the smaller cans of ravioli from Heinz as I've always believed they taste better, because they do. But recently I've noticed that the people from Heinz are trying to pull the wool over my eyes. Oh yes, they may seem sweet and innocent, but this couldn't be further from the truth.
I hereby accuse Heinz of reducing the amount of ravioli and sauce in the afore mentioned tins by at least 5percent each year since I can remember eating it, so that's at least 11 years ish. Do the maths and you'll discover a frightening fact, yes, 5percent multiplied by 11 is quite a lot.
I intend to phone the appropriate customer careline and convey my disappointment. We'll have to wait for the outcome...hold on to your seats.
I hereby accuse Heinz of reducing the amount of ravioli and sauce in the afore mentioned tins by at least 5percent each year since I can remember eating it, so that's at least 11 years ish. Do the maths and you'll discover a frightening fact, yes, 5percent multiplied by 11 is quite a lot.
I intend to phone the appropriate customer careline and convey my disappointment. We'll have to wait for the outcome...hold on to your seats.
Wednesday, 26 March 2003
[OLD SITE] Garden Invaders
Since the new series of Garden Invaders has begun on BBC1 morning schedule, something startling has happened. Hold on to your seats as I tell you that the original presenter, can't remember his name, has been replaced by none other than Linford Christie. I'll give you a moment to collect your thoughts........
OK, Linford is a good man, no problem with him, won us some medals at the old 100 metre dash I think. However, I don't believe these accolades qualify him as a garden guy/gardener. I am still unsure whether his inhuman knowledge of plants and general agriculture which is present on the show is scripted.
The difference between Linford and the other guy, we'll call him Mr. I.Plant for now, is that Mr.Plant didn't allow an opportunity for this to cross my mind. I was always happy and secure thinking he knew as much as Mr.Alan Titchmarsh, give or take a few trees.
I have now discovered, in the last 30 seconds that Mr.Plant has a real name, and that name is Mark Evans. He presents a series called Dream Machine which is on Channel 5's primetime slot. If you could have a primetime slot on Channel 5...Is that a paradox?
OK, Linford is a good man, no problem with him, won us some medals at the old 100 metre dash I think. However, I don't believe these accolades qualify him as a garden guy/gardener. I am still unsure whether his inhuman knowledge of plants and general agriculture which is present on the show is scripted.
The difference between Linford and the other guy, we'll call him Mr. I.Plant for now, is that Mr.Plant didn't allow an opportunity for this to cross my mind. I was always happy and secure thinking he knew as much as Mr.Alan Titchmarsh, give or take a few trees.
I have now discovered, in the last 30 seconds that Mr.Plant has a real name, and that name is Mark Evans. He presents a series called Dream Machine which is on Channel 5's primetime slot. If you could have a primetime slot on Channel 5...Is that a paradox?
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