Friday, June 30, 2006

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

stupid scammy 'advertisers' who ring you up repeatedly and won't take no for an answer.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Must learnt how to be rude and tell them to go away while sounding polite.

happy feet in silver shoes



Not the right way up, but I can't work how to rotate it.

Today is my last day of cycling my current route to work. I move a week tomorrow, but I'm away most of next week. I have too many things to do before I go and I know I'm not going to get all of them done. Feeling a bit stressed, but at least my feet are happy in new silver sandals.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

by the seaside

Any bloggers going to Together on a Mission/Mobilise next week? I know Adrian's hoping to, shingles permitting and I expect Dave is and other Jubilee bloggers. Anyone else out there?

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

hmm

Now here's an interesting idea: Genpets.

Take a look at the website and then have a look here.

(via yummyyarn)

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

spotty horse


spotty horse, originally uploaded by the pig wot flies.

I've only got a few weeks left of my current cycle route to work and I'm trying to make the most of it and enjoy it.

This horse is in a field near the big roundabout I have to cycle round. I can only really see into this field on the way home, so seeing the spotty horse is cheering because it means I'm about halfway home.

There's lots of wildlife and livestock on my cycle route. Horses in fields, birds flying overhead and yesterday I saw a small baby rabbit scrabbling into the undergrowth on the grass verge. There's also lots of traffic, major roads and roadworks which mean the lanes change about once a week and you're never quite sure where you're supposed to be. My new route to work will have more grass, less traffic and more historic buildings, but it's unlikely to have horses.

Friday, June 16, 2006

not moaning

I keep planning blog posts in my head while cycling home and then forgetting them completely. I think it's a head-clearing on the way home thing. Combing the thoughts of the day out your head and leaving them along the road side. Which is very un-environmentally friendly. Clearly I need the mental equivalent of a compost bin. Or something.

Never mind.

Concert tonight. Still coldy. I can sing, but everything resonates oddly and I can't hear very well. I'll just sing on regardless and hope there aren't too many wrong notes.

Thoughts:
Challenge - write a blog post without using the letter i.
Why are they so many dead squirrels around?

Going home now.

Have a good weekend.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

cough cough

The exam went OK. I had things to write, I remembered things I'd revised.

The cold that has been threatening for days has turned into proper sneezy, coughy headachey but not quite ill enough to stay in bed.

sniffle

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

you are now leaving funkytown

I have no reason to feel sorry for myself. It's just an exam, people do those every day with no ill effects and there are far worse things happening in the world.

Go away big black clouds. You're not really that big and I can do without the extra blanket cover.

It's raining. This is good because it's no longer boiling hot. I was hoping for thunder, but I'll settle for drizzle.

Monday, June 12, 2006

radio PWF

Is currently playing I am a rock and trying to remember that No Man is an Island. Which is even better in context.

grrr/random collected thoughts

I missed marking my 200th post. This is post number 203.

My neck and throat hurt. This is silly. I keep on being sort of low-level not quite healthy. I'm hoping it's just a combination of hot weather, tiredness and having an exam tomorrow and I'll feel better soon.

Sorry, this blog seems to veer between moaning and hooray-ing with not much interesting content in between. Is anyone still reading who isn't related to me?

The most exciting part of my weekend was seeing the underside of my car when I went to pick it up from the garage. It was like being underneath a whale skeleton.

It's getting too hot to knit wool. Perhaps I'll have to knit cooler fibres like silk, cotton and linen.

Over the last week I have burned, labelled and packaged a large stack of DVDs and CD that I made for work. This is very satisfying. I still have another, slightly smaller stack to make.

Debs is a far better blogger than me. She tends to have things to say.

I'm trying to work out what it is I don't like about football-based masculinity. That peculiar sort of English, beery, lary, loud, blokiness that completely sets my teeth on edge. I can't work out if it's snobbery or fear or just sheer opposite-to-me-ness. If I ever turn my thoughts into coherent sentences, they'll appear here.

In the meantime I shall be hiding somewhere with books and knitting and paracetamol.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

peace and quiet

I'm at home in London, enjoying the peace and quiet and, in theory, doing some revision. The bug got through its MOT after rather a lot of welding. My bike had a puncture on thursday, but is now fixed and has a new saddle and no broken spokes.

Apparently there's some sort of contest today. Anyone know what all the flags are about? :-)

I'm planning a quiet afternoon reading poetry in the garden.

Monday, June 05, 2006

new home

I think I can tentatively say, it's sorted.

This is how it happened. The sermon yesterday was on Matthew 6 v 24-35. "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?" (v25) Afterwards, there was prayer for people who were worrying about things and needed to trust God. So I went up for prayer and rattled off a list of things I was worried about, including having nowhere to live in a month. One of the women praying for me said "I'm looking for a housemate". She's someone I know vaguely, having met once or twice before. So they prayed for me and I felt better and then we talked about the house. After lunch, I went and looked at it. So many things are just right. It's in the area I wanted to live in, down the road from more friends from church, the rent's right, there's a gas cooker (little thing really, but I do like cooking on gas), there's a garage I could keep my car in (luxury as far as the bug's concerned!), plenty of book shelves, the timing for when the current occupants are moving out is right. God's good!

It's not completely finalised yet, I've got to speak to someone at the letting agents to start the official paperwork side, but looking at the way it's all just come together, just at the right time, just right, I think it's going to be OK.