Writing Plans
Posted: Sun 2 May, 2010 Filed under: Domestic, Script Frenzy, The '10 Writing Project, Travel, Writing Leave a comment »It’s now May – and just how the tits did that happen? – and Script Frenzy is over.
I didn’t complete it – in many ways I didn’t expect to – but I did start it, and the idea’s good enough that I want to go on with it, even without the impetus of Script Frenzy.
Indeed I’m hoping to get more of it written while we’re on holiday next week. That’s the plan, anyway.
Time Leaps
Posted: Tue 23 March, 2010 Filed under: Domestic, Thoughts, Time, Travel 5 Comments »And along with it being nearly April (OK, they’re connected in a way) it occurs to me that come this weekend we’ll be doing the spring forward time change to BST instead of GMT as well.
Of course the relation is that GMT always starts on the last weekend of March. I still find that the mnemonic of “Spring Forward, Fall Back” is the best one for remembering whether we’re gaining or losing an hour, despite the horrific Americanism of “Fall”.
It’ll confuse things for us a bit, as we’ll be coming home from the Peter Gabriel gig at the O2 at the time, but I guess that might help too as we won’t be missing an hour while asleep. Still, makes for an eventful weekend.
Mondeo Is Three
Posted: Tue 16 March, 2010 Filed under: Domestic, Driving, Travel Leave a comment »Well OK, I’ve had the car for three years today, but it’s actually six years old.
In the time since I bought it, I’ve doubled the mileage on it (57,000 to 114,000) which means I’ve averaged 19,000 miles a year in the damn thing. Thank God last year was a lower-mileage year, or I’d be well over the 20,000 per year. At the moment I’m doing about 350-400 miles a week in it, which is going to break out to be about the same again this coming year.
In that time I’ve had one serious clonk (December ’09 with the fence) and three lesser ones (two involving deer, one just a smashed door mirror) as well as a range of scrapes that got documented a while back, although they’re all gone now thanks to the bodyshop farce after the December ’09 crunch.
Somehow I’ve managed to not get any points on my licence – not even ones for speeding, which is nothing short of miraculous – and I’ve done well.
The only downside is that I’m back to square one with the insurance, having lost my two years of no-claims back in December. Ah well. Swings and roundabouts, and all that.
I don’t know how much longer the Mondeo will go for – it’s started having issues and needing work, as I mentioned when it got the MOT last week. But I’ll keep it ’til it becomes either too expensive or too much of a pain in the arse.
Day Out
Posted: Sun 7 March, 2010 Filed under: Animals, Domestic, Travel Leave a comment »Today dawned effing cold but clear and bright, so we decided to take Hound off to the beach. Well, we were up in the area anyway for other stuff (delivering bits that Herself will need next weekend, of which more at some other point) so it made sense to go up to Wells-next-the-sea as well.
Hound loves the beach, and thinks it’s a fantastic way to spend an hour or two. And to be honest, I’m hard-pressed to disagree with Hound on that score. Even in early March, a day at the beach is ace. Many many moons ago I lived in Weymouth for two years, and the ability to go and sit by/on the beach whenever I wanted was probably one of the best bits of living there.
So Hound spent an hour running round the beach and then walking back through the pine barrens between the beach and the car-park.
We’ve had other stuff to do this afternoon, but Hound thinks it’s been a good day anyway.
The Long Way Home
Posted: Fri 5 March, 2010 Filed under: 1BEM, Travel, Weirdness, Work-related 1 Comment »I really worry about one of my colleagues. He’s mentioned on several occasions about his lack of navigational ability, but last night took the biscuit.
On leaving Bury after the company bowling trip last night (i.e. not the normal “departure location”) he took the wrong turn. His route should’ve been from Point A on the map below to Point B. A nice easy run. However, the route taken was slightly different…
One hell of a diversion...
Yep – a wrong turning meant that he went from Bury to Norwich, back down to Newmarket – past the place he lives! – to come back to Mildenhall.
I despair…