Thursday, 21 August 2008

Brakes On

Our IT development is in strange waters just now. We are attached to a project where some of the teams are using Agile development (or "24/7 barnstorming" as it seems to be), while we don't. Gives one the feeling of sitting on a moving horse, trying to hit a rider on another moving horse - while someone else is tickling your armpit.



New brakes on the bikes were too tight. Knackered myself cycling downhill (generally) TO work, heavens knows what cycling back will be like. Despite cycling regularly, my maintenance skills are fairly duff. Cycling is a subject I'll return to fairly often, ranting at lanes in particular.

Draining weekend at the inlaws coming up.

Thursday, 14 August 2008

Normal Fruit

Post-it note tasks of the week achieved: 4 out of 6 One of those not yet enacted was restarting my blipfoto regime.

I had a lunch consisting mostly of sugar. Bugger.

Monday, 11 August 2008

Passport Saga, Part 1

Number of smaller countries invaded by G8 nations in the past week: 1
Passport photos of junior taken: 0

I had hoped this morning to get junior's passport photo taken. However, he has a cold and woke up in bad temper about 4 times last night: as such I was too bleary-eyed to bother setting up a kids pic. Instead, we watched almost the entire cast of In The Night Garden playing the jumping game. Almost the entire cast, that is. The Ha-hoos made one of their rare appearances (it's odd that these bloody gigantic balloons are seen so rarely, but the dimensionally transcendental nature of the Night Garden is a PhD thesis in itself, so maybe there's a good explanation). No appearance by the Wottingers though: presumably still hiding from the Benefits Agency and Night Garden Council officials investigating their dubious multi-occupancy situation in that wee semi under the tree. How do their neighbours get away with it though?

Today the "things to do" post-it for the week has 5 major items. One of which is to start blipping again.

Friday, 8 August 2008

Whisky

Someday I'll start writing this. For the moment I'll struggle along Bridget Jones stylee

Houses sold: none
Work done: little
Points made about malt whisky: 1
Software packages learned about: 3


I head home to give junior his bath and bedtime story, then crash on the sofa. A weekend of visiting smurfs and househunting awaits.