... I'm not dead.
I know, I know, I haven't blogged for so long that you thought it was finally safe to check your feed. Sorry to disappoint, I just haven't felt up to writing for ages.
So an update : still no full time job (come on, there must be someone out there who could benefit from a lightly shop soiled process and governance expert???), still mourning my cat Max, and still not getting to grips with getting back my fitness. So far, so bad.
Despite being kept up all night by newly resident neighbours, having a stinking cold, and a mildly injured cat (feline fracas) I'm smiling. Said neighbours having ignored the polite approach have spent all day in the local nick as a result of talking about fetching a gun whilst reporting another neighbour for having put his fist through their window! I've had a steady stream of handsome young coppers though my house as a result. Don't you love the way one always claims to need your loo as an excuse to have a nose round? Makes me giggle that they think they're getting away with it after all these years of crime drama on the telly . Either that or Thames Valley Police have a permanent urinary tract issue infection round their staff.
And yes, I know some of my photos have dropped off my blog. That'll be fixed as soon as I have another pot of boiled up horse hooves.
I know, I know, I haven't blogged for so long that you thought it was finally safe to check your feed. Sorry to disappoint, I just haven't felt up to writing for ages.
So an update : still no full time job (come on, there must be someone out there who could benefit from a lightly shop soiled process and governance expert???), still mourning my cat Max, and still not getting to grips with getting back my fitness. So far, so bad.
Despite being kept up all night by newly resident neighbours, having a stinking cold, and a mildly injured cat (feline fracas) I'm smiling. Said neighbours having ignored the polite approach have spent all day in the local nick as a result of talking about fetching a gun whilst reporting another neighbour for having put his fist through their window! I've had a steady stream of handsome young coppers though my house as a result. Don't you love the way one always claims to need your loo as an excuse to have a nose round? Makes me giggle that they think they're getting away with it after all these years of crime drama on the telly . Either that or Thames Valley Police have a permanent urinary tract issue infection round their staff.
And yes, I know some of my photos have dropped off my blog. That'll be fixed as soon as I have another pot of boiled up horse hooves.
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