I really should have put a sign up on the blog saying “Sorry, closed for the holidays”

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To call it a holiday would be doing all my holidays in the past a disservice. I don’t think we stopped the entire time and Vonnie was going into this with all the present buying etc already behind her so she deserve extra praise for lasting the distance.

To put the last ten-fourteen days into context I can’t actually remember much except for the long nights. I was up until god knows what time on Christmas Eve wrapping presents, baking a cake and making a trifle. Christmas day itself was a complete blur with family visiting and then Boxing Day was similar but for that we went to my parents but after about 8pm I haven’t a clue what went on through sheer exhaustion. The rest of the time just blended into one day with periods of restless sleep and zombie like movement about the house. And to think I managed just 4 beers this entire time. I then spent until 2am on Saturday night stripping the wallpaper in the living room and until after 1am last night painting said living room. Roll on Saturday is all I can say!

I don’t know whats been up with me over this time but somethings stressing me out and I can’t put my finger on it. It’s not the wedding. It’s not work. It’s not the kids and it’s not the house. I really don’t have a clue One minute I’m fine the next I’m not and the main problem I get from stress isn’t anxiety but lack of energy and grumpiness. Never a good combination.

So to sum up apologies to all that have had to deal with me over the last two weeks. Apologies to those I’ve not talked to over the last two weeks as well as if you’ve tried talking to me in person I’ve been spaced out and if you’ve tried to instant message me I’ve been lucky to sit staring at the screen and actually be aware of what I’m doing for maybe 5 minutes during this time. Apologies to the kids for being an a-typical bah humbug type of person this Christmas and apologies to Vonnie for having to put up with my sorry arse.

So work for today…get away from the office asap and get the downstairs tidied up for tonight.

By the way, those that haven’t been invited yet but think you’d be on the list at the door we’re having a soiree tonight to celebrate the bringing in of the new year. Feel free to pop along for a while and say hi.


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Christmas Cake

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Ingredients

450g currants
180g sultanas
180g raisins
50g glac

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How the hell am I still alive?

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I bet you thought this entry was going to be about today ';)'

Just trying to tire myself out a little before putting my head down for some sleep I went on a Digg run for something interesting to read. After a while I came across this page.

Take a look at the number 1 recalled toy. I could go one better than that! When I was kid I used to have a dart board behind my bedroom door. Im talking 9-10 years old at this point. Now we soon got bored of darts as a sport but one of my friends had been to the circus and seen the knife throwers and thought we could do that. We’d take turns standing against my bedroom wall while one of th eothers would throught the darts. You’d get extra points for touching as the dart went into the wall but you lost if you drew blood. The number of times we came so close to a major injury was unreal!

We also used to lie on our backs and throw the darts up and effectively play chicken with them. The one that could wait the longest and then rolling out of the way before it smashed into your face won. If it stuck in teh roof we’d throw things at it from belowin an effort to knock it lose.

How did I survive?


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Yeah yeah yeah Merry Christmas and all that crap

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Don’t worry I’ll be suitably full of cheer once Erica decides to go back to sleep without screaming the house down. Thats to nights in a row that shes woke up for her 3-4am feed and decided that at 5.45am she’s slept enough. Rather than disturb Vonnie’s sleep anymore than I have to I’ve brought her downstairs again and gave her a yoghurt which usually fills her up enough to get her back to sleep but no not this time. Anytime she even looks like shes about to go back to sleep or actually does by the time I have her back in her cot shes screaming again because I have the audacisty to want to sleep.

Fingers crossed she’ll go back down in the next 10 mins. Daddy needs his beauty sleep and the boys are quite good about not getting up before 8am usually. Last year we had to wake Findlay up I think!


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White Out

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It’s that time of year again. The freezing fog and mists that usually come right before a big freeze or snow have hit us pretty badly over the last coupe of days but nothing like today.

At lunchtime I nipped across to the local Lidl’s to pick up something for lunch as our canteen is only serving the customers that pre-booked the christmas lunches for the next three days. You could easily make out fields in the distance and everything was going not bad weather wise. The office even turned the heating on for a change so for once I was able to sit at my desk without wishing I had a scarf and jacket on.

I just turned around there to look out the window only to see almost nothing. I can make out most of the street lights from our carpark but thats it. I can just about make out the Lidl’s sign as well but thats just a faint blur rather than anything recognisable. What makes this worse is that right outside my office is the A726 which joins onto the motorway. It’s one of the busiest roads in East Kilbride at this time of night and even in bad snow storms we can still see or hear it from the office if the windows open. Not a thing.

I’m beginning to wish I had my tripod with me as the building site next to us is looking very creepy ':)'


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Oh I forgot to tell you!

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I almost got beat up at the bus stop yesterday morning.

If you know where I live you’ll know that the bus stop that heads towards my work sits just on the wrong side of the lip of a hill. If the traffic lights are going wrong for you the bus can easily have driven up over the hill and passed you before you realise its your bus. So you get used to being that extra careful just in case. I read a lot. I often read while I’m waiting on my bus. When I’m at that bus stop however I’ve got into the routine of only reading when I know the lights to be red and then only read in 20 second bursts so I can catch the bus when it drives by.

So I’m standing there. Staring into the distance waiting for my bus to arrive. An 18 drove up and over the hill and stopped at the bus stop so I stepped into the bus stop to let folk on and then the bus drove away. What I didnt see, I was concentrating on the lip of the hill, was a woman shouting at me to hold the bus for her. When I didn’t she apparently stood and stuck her fingers up at me and called me every name under the sun. The next thing I know shes in my face giving me allsorts and looks like shes about to lamp me. It wasn’t until she calmed down after I said I didn’t see or hear her for the 10th time that realised that she must have been slightly mentally handicapped. What do you do when a mentally handicapped woman starts trying to beat you up? It’s bad enough if a woman randomly tries that but add the rest into the mix and I’m flumoxed. It wasn’t until she got on the next bus that someone else at the bus stop filled me in on what had happened to cause it.

Needless to say when I seen her walking up to the bus stop this morning I quickly crossed the road and went to the shops instead.


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*Beats Flickr about the head with a big stick*

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Have you ever been so insistent that you get something done a specific way that when a problem crops up that halts you in your tracks you come close to hitting something very fragile with a hammer, stapler or some other such heavy object that smashes things with ease.

With all the uncertainty and confusion over the last week and yesterdays trip by Vonnie to take the little one to A&E after she turned yellow I figured a nice and uplifting post was in order. I had the text all written and I had the perfect photo for it that I took in the Science Musuem in London. So I logged onto Flickr to get the fixed address for the image I wanted as almost all our photos are kept private for friends and family and Flickr is broken. You can look at our pictures but if you try and look at the other sizes it throws a wobbly. And the worst bit being the photo I want hasn’t even been uploaded anyway. So I’m left without a picture for my post which makes it nowhere near as nice and positive as I want it to be.

I’m stuck.

Then I remember the photo should still be on my camera which is in my bag. I get the camera out and hook it up to my laptop only to realise just as I turn it on that when I downloaded them to my PC at home I had the software delete them from the camera when it was finished. So still no photo!

I guess it will have to wait but I promised myself I’d get a post with a picture on here so heres one.


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The Bad Stuff – London Edition

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Yes it it was great but by god did some things I seen and heard really make me want to rock back and forth and murmur about taking the bad man away from me.

The Tube
For all the London Undergrounds got going for it they sure know how to piss off people. It’s Christmas time and Covent Garden tube station still isn’t open properly. Once the platforms full they close the gates on you and say it’ll be quicker to walk to Leicester Square and get the tube from there. That would be OK if it wasn’t for the fact that Covent Garden is a huge tourist trap and so no one knows where anything is. The only reason we managed to find it is because we had walked to Covent Garden from there earlier in the after getting the Northern Line down from Camden Market. I lost count of the number of people trying to ask for directions and being completely ignored. And don’t get me started on Camden’s tube station. How can they possibly think its OK to allow prams and wheelchairs to be carried up those 96 steps that are in use because they’ve shut down every other way of accessing the station.

Upper-class goth kids with the social skills of logs

What the hell is that all about? Walking through the pissing rain we managed to make it into one of the markets in Camden that had the walkways covered by umbrellas. I heard a squeel in front of us and two girls blocked our path.

*puts on posh North London accent and inhales some helium*
“Ahhh, I wish I’d worn a belt my jeans are falling down”
“I know what you mean. I’m the same but I just couldn’t find anythi..”

“KNUCKLEDUSTERS! KNUCKLEDUSTERS!”
“Where? Where?”
“And they’re pink! I so have to have them”
“They look so cute.”

“They’ll go with my *insert fashion designers name* zipper top”
“Oh they so will”
“Wheres Daddy’s credit card?”
*fumbles in bag*

ARRRRGGHHHHH!
*Bangs head off desk*

City Hall, Westminster
Who’s bright idea was it to place 4 mannequins brandishing guns on top of the entrance to City Hall just metres from the bridge leading to the Houses of Parliament. It might have been OK if they looked a bit like armed police but they don’t. They have stuck 4 Imperial Stormtroopers from the Star Wars Exhibition on the roof of the entrance and I don’t think anyone that seen them didn’t get a fright until they realised just what they were. It’s just asking for an elderly person to hobble past, look up and then have a heart attack.

Hamleys staff
The amount of nonsense they spout just to get a sale. The Astrojax ‘rep’ was showing off and his spiel was tripping off his tongue until I heard him say, “We sell 6,000 of these every day.” Now I could believe that if it weren’t for two things. They only have two shippers in the whole shop and they hold something like 20-odd boxes each and although the guy refilled them whenever he passed by I spent a good half hour and not one box was lifted during that time. Add to that the fact that they aren’t sold on the website means I’m lead to believe he meant Hamleys as a chain rather than a single store. If thats the case 6,000 Astrojax a day isn’t that much considering. I only found two members of staff that actually made sense and were helpful without sounding as though they were a circus performer or a street market seller. One was Santa surprisingly enough an the other was the deep voiced mad professor guy from the Lego dept.


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Sorry for the lack of updates

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Between Erica and work I’ve not really got my head around anything right now.

I’ve been playing about with the tags and categories when I get a spare second here and there so expect a few, if minor, changes to the way the website looks and runs. I upgraded to WP 2.3 before I ran off to London which messed up most of my plugins so now I just need to go back through them and get it back to the way I want it.


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The Little One – Part 17

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So the docs want a better look at my daughter. Vonnie’s away in with her to Wishaw today for some tests which will hopefully pick up anything thats wrong. I just hope its not CF. I know it’s not CF but the fact they are testing for it despite her passing the test after she was born starts to grow doubts in you no matter how much you truly believe its not.


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