Lovely Jubblies

So, it has been decided that I should lose some weight. I’ve said it plenty of times before and never really managed to reach my goals, but this time will be different (honest!). I’ve gotten off to a fairly good start; 6lbs in two weeks (edit. 9lbs in a month by the time I’ve posted this). Not too shabby at all. I also know that I am the lightest I have been since January 2011. I know these facts as I recently dusted off the old Wii-fit I bought with good intentions all those months ago. So neglected was it however, since those early Wii-enthused days, that the batteries inside it had got that bored that they decided to explode themselves all over the internal circuitry. Happy days. Read the rest of this entry »

If you ever find yourself in a gym, amuse yourself by playing gym bingo…see how many of the characters you can normally find at the gym that you can spot.
As I haven’t been for so long, I’m sure there are many more than I list here, but off the top of my head, you can find any of these in any gym across the country. Read the rest of this entry »

As I write this, the Olympic torch is on the 60-something day of its epic 70 day journey round the UK.

Now, as every day is a school day with me, here’s a bit of history for you. The Olympic flame is a symbol of the Games which commemorates the gift of fire to Mankind from Prometheus – a Greek Titan. Rather foolishly, Prometheus had stolen the fire from Zeus, the daddy of all Greek gods, to give to the humans. Naturally, Zeus was a touch miffed by this. Being the harsh disciplinary the big Z was, Prometheus wasn’t let off with a warning, given an Asbo, or made to do community service much as he would be today. Instead, he was to suffer eternal torment – delivered through being bound to a rock and having his liver eaten by an eagle (the symbol of Zeus), only for it to grow back ready for it to be nibbled on the next day. Ouchy! Talk about being made an example of. Read the rest of this entry »

Celluloiditis is a condition unrecognised by the medical profession which one suffers from, solely from within the confines of the multiplex cinema. Symptoms can include elevated heart-rate, fever from boiling blood, steam emitted from out of the ears and if allowed to persist, tourettes-like, uncontrolled, violent verbal outbursts.

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Posted: July 3, 2012 in Communication, Environment, Humour, Money, Personal, Rants
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So on Saturday night I went out on the town. Not something I’ve done for quite a while. Now I enjoy a jolly good booze-up as much as the next socialite. But most recently I have been restricted myself to ale houses and popular national boozer chains. Generally my nights out will be wrapped-up and I’ll be home and tucked up for not much after 2am. Last night was a bit different though – Read the rest of this entry »

Right now, i’m just on the train and realise I have some time to kill. I need something to take my mind off the sporadically grizzly infant, the loud conversations in an indeterminate Asian dialect, the old guy with tuberculosis and the unfortunate combo of a fairly full bladder and out of order toilet facilities. And as the passage of time is very much the order of the day, this seems like as good a subject as any. Read the rest of this entry »

Posted: May 8, 2012 in Health, Life, Personal
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It is not just the excessive noise-makers that can prove to be big distractions. Many offices have frustrated sportsmen. I say men, as I am yet to see a woman exhibit this kind of behaviour.

Some people seem to wish their were out at the crease or on the fairway of the 9th. What kind of monumental tool will practice their favourite sport in the office….and without any sporting gear even?!? Read the rest of this entry »