Second Life (19) I have spent the last 5 weeks in solitary splendour, whilst my dear wife has frolicked around in Malaysia, Japan and Brazil, staying in luxury hotels, dining off the finest of local cuisine and waited on hand, foot and toes by lithe, semi-naked natives. (I know, I know – I’ll pay heavily for that sentence.) Over these weeks, I have had ample time to reflect on the joys of one’s own company and I’ve come to the following conclusions : 1. There ...
Updated 25-03-2010 at 21:42 by Archangel (Typo)
Second Life (18) As I write this, my hands are shaking, my heart is pounding somewhat erratically and I have a tremendous urge to bite every one of my fingernails down to the bloody bone. I doubt if I will get much sleep tonight and I may not even bother to go to bed. Nope, it isn’t alcohol. It isn’t drugs. And I am entirely disinterested in the result of my latest MRI scan. It’s simply that tomorrow is Gold Cup day at Cheltenham. Just typing that sentence ...
Updated 18-03-2010 at 22:23 by S1OPP
All I had to do was depress the mouse button once and what did I do? I hovered, finding things to distract me whilst all the while the email sat there, daring me to send it. Weird isn't it how we become creatures of habit so easily? I really used to enjoy my job, then recently I realised that the job as it was, has been gone for a long time. I found myself stuck in a routine with no rewards or goals and I had to ask myself why? Like a comfy pair of slippers which have ...
Second Life (17) I look around the dining room and do a quick headcount. I see Dave the Don, Kiss of Death, Old Frank, Too-tall Stu, Mad John, The Welshman, Jezza, Marc the Wop, The Arg and myself. We have a full house. Plus two guests, Brian and Marty, though Brian was voted in just minutes before he arrived, which is why he has no nickname.Yet. We are The Usual Suspects, a very exclusive luncheon club, which meets roughly 4 or 5 times a year at the ...
Second Life (16) Today’s burning question is easy. No, it isn’t who will win the upcoming election or whether our English cricket and rugby teams are really up to it. It’s much simpler than that : who the hell are all you people ? Yes, you, those who have viewed these somewhat erratic and rambling memoirs. At the last count, over 5,000 hits have been logged on this blog and it’s only been going since just before last Christmas. Now, I am well aware that ...