Hello old friend... I’m a wee bit late for Happy New Years, but I do sincerely hope you are ripping the arse out of 2011. Does that expression really work? Have I misused it? It sounds a bit grim. I think that might not really be what you should be doing to a brand new year…
What did you get for Christmas? I got a Henry. I love it. I never thought I could enjoy doing my vacuuming, but now I kind of do. I mean I’d rather be watching TV or in the pub, or eating a huge pizza, but as housework goes, Henry has made mine a whole lot more cheery. My old vax was a piece of shite by comparison. Yes, I said it. Shite.
I finally got a start date for my new job. 1st February… so I’m counting down the days left in Performance. (7 of them – after today.) The piece of work I’m doing at the moment has to be finished by tomorrow, so that could be a quiet six days until I move teams. I won’t be taking on lots of new work at this late stage…
Things I saw in the park today :
Two squirrels scampering around a tree together. I think they might have been on their third date… I dare say if I’d stuck around, I’d have seen squirrel snogs.
Pigeon sex parties. Spring has sprung in pigeon land too. There was posturing and puffing out of necks. I didn’t see the bonking, but it was on the cards.
A goose giving me the evil eye. Never trust a goose.
Lunchtime walk through park to Tesco – two young people sat hand in hand on a bench.
Walking back through park from Tesco to office – same two young people not really talking to each other and the girl young person wiping tears off her face. I wonder if the boy young person had just finished with her. It didn’t look good.
There was lots of other useless twoddle I meant to share, but I’m off home now.
In 2011, I’m going to get much better at comedy and somewhat thinner. I’ll probably get married and have three children too. I’ll get a puppy and a book deal. This time next year, I’ll be way too busy for this here blog. Just you wait and see.
Oh, I’ve taken up baking. That isn’t going to help me get thinner or get a puppy, but it passes some time at the weekends.… my colleagues seem pleased. No more cake for them from the 1st February though…
