Turned Down

A while back, I said that I’d submitted a selection of my photos to a local exhibition space who were looking for new work.

I’ve now received a letter saying thanks, but no thanks. No explanations of why, though, so I’m going to reply, and see if they can give me any feedback. As with so many things at the moment, as with so many risks, there’s nothing to lose by trying.

I can’t deny, I’m a bit keffed off about it – but then, reality kicks in, and why the hell would I expect to be accepted on my first submission?

But it does seem to sum up the day for me today. Ah well – tomorrow’s something else.

Mis-reading

I’ve looked at this story about Abu Hamza three times now, and on each occasion I’ve misread “soliciting for murder” as “murdering solicitors”. I think I need to get out more.

Busy?

I’m sure there’s a load of stuff I’m supposed to be doing today, but quite honestly I’ll be damned if I can remember what it was. This is not a good state of affairs.

Up it

It’s obviously one of those days. Blogrolling appears to be chuffed (again) and Blogger is taking a dog’s age to upload anything. It might be them, it might be my workplace’s connection, but either way, it’s definitely all officially Up It.

God-daughter

We went over yesterday to see my god-daughter. It’s already six weeks since the birth, and it was the first time I’d seen her. Cue a disturbingly mushy Lyle – be afraid.

Marc Almond

Having been travelling most of the day, I can’t believe the news that Marc Almond is critically ill in hospital following a bike crash. The BBC is now reporting that he’s ‘stable’ in hospital. (first time he’s been stable anywhere – but that’s as good a place as any, I suppose)

Fingers crossed that he recovers from this.

Autumn/Winter Blogmeet

As most regulars now know, I’m only going to be up here in Manchester another couple of months, and my weekends are manic. So – while I’m away this weekend, and can leave this back up at the top of today’s posts, who’s up for a Manchester blogmeet one weeknight between here and the end of December? (or January, at a push)

Comments and answers either in the comments box, or email me if you’ve got the address. (And really, it shouldn’t be too difficult to find…) *Grin*