I don’t care what the weather man says, I’m gambling.

OK forgive the rambling I just realised I have to write this bit of the email and I have about 10 minutes before our after work staff catch up starts.. anway:

There’s a lot of ‘will it’ ‘won’t it’ dilly dallying going on about the weather this summer and forecasters have started to predict stuff, saying things like:

“The signs are that high pressure will start to build again across the southern half of the UK for the end of May and start of June. This means a good chance of some fine summer (more…)

My friend Soph (also a committed Laundry user, he he) is having a Murder Mystery Party for her birthday this year. Being a huge fan of Cluedo myself (used to try and play it on me own- which you can’t, don’t try it- you’ll find it most unfulfilling), I am really excited about the whole thing. (more…)

There weren’t very many of us in the office yesterday- seems lots of people were very clever and booked off the 2^nd for generous recovery so we decided to head up the road to The Goat our local pub for some haute cuisine; plates of scampi, toasties, cheese and pickle sandwiches with ready salted crisp garnish, that sort of thing.  It was a sunny day, full of hope and the promise of the New Year ahead, we chatted about what sorts of resolutions everyone had decided on this year.  (more…)

When I was growing up most years (when it was on) we would go to Glastonbury. Ah so cool, soo cool. But, no!

Not when you’re growing up in Tring, the rainbow warrior t-shirt-down-to-your-knees look is not one celebrated by those (in same peer group) whose own style is comprised more of those classic common denominators: Ellesse pumps and some Addidas trackies.

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After Edd’s comment on the blog yesterday about cup stacking records (have a look here and visit the link for an amazing display of cup stacking – never thought I’d be so impressed by that!), it got me thinking about world records.

There are the Colin Jacksons of this world who do very credible things such as being the fastest man in the world over 110m hurdles. And then there are the Matthew Henshaws of this world, responsible for the ‘heaviest weight dangled from a swallowed sword’ record (if you’re interested, 20.1 kg) (ouch).

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Now spring has definitely sprung (in fact its been more like equatorial summer sizzling the last few days, eh) it’s made me start to think about getting fitter (Hmm slightly dubious motivations, maybe instead- ‘eeek it’s inevitable that I’ll be showing more flesh now it’s hot). And so, I, along with many other red-faced lycra-clad(not me) loons, have been trying my hand (feet) at jogging in the local park. It’s proved a little problematic- as have all my attempts to get fit throughout history (e.g. Tussocks and twisted ankles etc etc etc).