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Wednesday, 2nd August 2006
I was going to take myself off to the morning showing of Pirates of the Caribbean today but I didn't get organised in time and the price doubles after Noon so Johnny will have to wait until next week. eBay is full of idiots. It's official. I've filed 2 non-paying bidder reports recently because one of the buyers went on holiday without paying and the other said she (quote) "used her boyfriends account to bid and never checked again because she didn't expect to win". That doesn't wash with me, fuckwit. Doesn't your boyfriend check his e-mail to see the payment reminders either? They both eventually paid after I reported them. Another one sniped (yeah, I'm learning all the terminology) at the last minute today from France when I clearly listed the item as a UK only auction because I'm going on holiday next week and international postage takes longer and I won't be around to deal with any potential problems. Idiots I tell you. So yes, I'm going on holiday. To Florida. We have the use of a free villa in Orlando and we're also going to visit BF's Sister and her husband in Captiva for a couple of days - they have a spare room in their beach house so again - it's free. The flights were also paid for by BF's company because they exceeded their turn-over target. Bingo! Other quickies:- The
little guy turns 4 on Saturday. Four! Tell me how that happened. Anyway, I'll check in before I go on holiday. Thanks for sticking around folks. I know a few of you drop in regularly to check up on me despite my irregular updates (I don't know why you bother really but it's cool that you do). - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tuesday, 6th June 2006
Man, that's disgraceful. Almost 3 months and not a peep out of me. Obviously I'm still alive, but as I sit and contemplate what I've done during my absence nothing noteworthy springs to mind. Been trying to sort out the garden, mostly. We acquired a greenhouse and vegetable plot when we moved here 8 months ago so I decided to grow my own flowers and vegetables. I've been known to kill houseplants within a week through lack of watering so how I've managed to produce this lot is a miracle. I have potatoes, carrots, peas, onions, tomatoes, raspberries, strawberries, peppers and plums and a whole plethora of flowers. I'm left with such a surplus that I'm considering setting up a stall in my front garden to attract passers by but I live in a cul-de-sac and nobody but the postman comes here. So, that's been quite time consuming but strangely satisfying. I'm also a little bit addicted to eBay at the moment. I sold a Nikon camera on there a couple of years ago and I'm now selling some old Olympus gear but it's impossible to just sell and not buy and I'm constantly checking the "gone in 60 seconds" section for bargains. I actually saw a £5.00 Argos voucher sell for £5.25 the other day. I guess it's easy to get swept up in the bidding process without considering the postage but honestly, how daft is that? We're hopefully off to Florida later in the year but we can no longer just up and go like we used to because we have the little guy's school to consider. He starts in September, a month after his 4th Birthday and they frown on kids being pulled out of school during term time. In subsequent years it won't be such a problem but the initial year will probably be an important bonding time and I don't want to be responsible for having a socially inept kid with no friends so the holiday will probably revolve around his schooling this year. Holiday prices rocket during half term so the school can go whistle next year. Well, it's a lovely sunny day and I'm not about to spend any more of it sitting in here so I'll catch you later. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tuesday, 14th March 2006
I saw a
programme on TV the other night about party etiquette; taboo subjects at
parties. Apparently you shouldn’t talk about work, politics, religion, sex,
ailments or your kids. Well shit – what’s left to talk about? You can
talk about TV apparently so I’ve done good with my entry opener but I’m
about to negate all my good work and talk about my kid now. He’s started to
identify TV adverts with things you can actually buy in the shops. He wants
Teddy Bear Potato Snacks, Crystal Princess My Little Pony (yeah, I’m worried
about the gender thing – he also has a disturbing fascination with my make-up
bag and when I tell him that he doesn’t need make-up because he’s already
beautiful he says “Aren’t you beautiful then Mummy?” to which I obviously
have to reply No, but I digress) So I’m trying to teach him the value of money
to justify why he can’t have all the things he sees on the telly but 3 year
old kids aren’t good with figures. It’ll come, probably after he’s cleared
me out. I actually feel really guilty about the lack of photos I’ve taken, especially since I have a sparkly new camera bag and a working camera. I have no excuse other than to blame it on the weather. It’s grey and cold and I’d much rather sit through a morning of Gardner’s World repeats than brave the elements. I even had a dream about Alan Titchmarsh the other night. Must be an age thing. Tomorrow, after dropping the little guy off at nursery, I’m going to get my hair cut and coloured. My regular hairdresser is on maternity leave (how inconsiderate) so I’ve gone elsewhere. Women everywhere will appreciate what a big step this is. The other place has a record of my colour history, they know exactly how I like my coffee and they know not to engage in petty small talk while I’m reading my photography magazine. Tomorrow I have to start all over and it’s terrifying. I’m thinking this might be the perfect opportunity to go for the chop – get my hair cut short and go for some bold colour. My hair has been too long for too long and most mornings I wake up looking like Ozzy Osbourne. Frightening. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Monday, 6th March 2006
My camera is back. It arrived on the same day as the Crumpler bag that the lovely Alvin sent me so the timing was perfect. I know I don't have to pimp him publicly since anyone worth their salt reads him already but blimey...a Crumpler bag! Thanks again Alvin. It's getting almost bearable in the Summerhouse now that Spring is threatening so updates should be more frequent. Watch this space. Not literally - feel free to go off and do something else - it's ok. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wednesday, 15th February 2006
Not much happening in the house of idle. My 10D has been shipped off to Canon (I hope) for investigation after the power button gave up the ghost. I suspect it was either sand from the Florida trip or juice from the little guy's beaker that I carelessly sling in my handbag. I suspect the latter. I'm lost without that camera. I took it into the shop 10 days ago and I haven't had a call to tell me how much it will cost or if they can even fix it yet. I'm guessing it won't be cheap and I'm guessing it'll be considerably more than the £30 I refused to pay for a camera bag. Numbskull. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - |
