Failure to think of a title is not an excuse for not blogging.
I am aiming to blog less frequently than SimonG. That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it.
So since we last talked, there's been a Meet, which was well documented elsewhere, and if you didn't read about it elsewhere you probably wouldn't be interested anywhere. Then there was a week of me being ridiculously tired because I was trying to catch up on sleep from driving all the way to Lincolnshire, then to Nottinghamshire, then back to Lincolnshire and then back to Essex. Then there was this weekend, which was jolly good fun; yesterday Sam and I went into Cambridge for the first time in absolutely ages. We walked up Mill Road and visited lots of charity shops, then had a lovely lunch, then looked at the new John Lewis, which wasn't as exciting as it should have been. In the evening, we headed over to Royston for Ian's birthday party, a pleasant evening talking to old friends and people I'd never met before. Today was a nice relaxing Sunday - a lazy morning doing not a lot, a late breakfast/brunch, a trip round to the car wash and the petrol station, a coffee in town and a browse round the shops, then home to fall asleep in front of Columbo. I managed to wake myself up sufficiently to drop Sam off to get his lift to Hostipal Radio, then drove home where I should now be spending the evening sorting out laundry, tidying the kitchen, and preparing for work tomorrow. Or I could watch CSI.
So since we last talked, there's been a Meet, which was well documented elsewhere, and if you didn't read about it elsewhere you probably wouldn't be interested anywhere. Then there was a week of me being ridiculously tired because I was trying to catch up on sleep from driving all the way to Lincolnshire, then to Nottinghamshire, then back to Lincolnshire and then back to Essex. Then there was this weekend, which was jolly good fun; yesterday Sam and I went into Cambridge for the first time in absolutely ages. We walked up Mill Road and visited lots of charity shops, then had a lovely lunch, then looked at the new John Lewis, which wasn't as exciting as it should have been. In the evening, we headed over to Royston for Ian's birthday party, a pleasant evening talking to old friends and people I'd never met before. Today was a nice relaxing Sunday - a lazy morning doing not a lot, a late breakfast/brunch, a trip round to the car wash and the petrol station, a coffee in town and a browse round the shops, then home to fall asleep in front of Columbo. I managed to wake myself up sufficiently to drop Sam off to get his lift to Hostipal Radio, then drove home where I should now be spending the evening sorting out laundry, tidying the kitchen, and preparing for work tomorrow. Or I could watch CSI.
posted by Fluffy at 7:11 pm
2 Comments:
Spend a maximum of 10 minutes doing the tidying stuff, 'cos then you'll feel better, then watch CSI. Or, if you don't suffer from a guilty consciuos, just watch CSI!! :-)
Jenny
Cambridge? Royston? You could have stopped off at my sister's, and help her move out! ;-)
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