morning, my throat hurts. uh oh. this is never a good sign for me a it may mean a few more days blogging if, as I suspect, it ends up with me being ill at home and unable to speak. hey ho we shall see.....

paul and i had a quite night in on friday after our plans changed at the last minute and our curry partners had to cancel. We redecorated the bedroom last weekend so were wanting to find some pictures of our hols to blow up and put on the walls. Paul gets his pictures developed as slides (he likes to make things complicated) so we put up the big screen and got our his projector and had a good look though the one of Thailand and of Angkor in Cambodia. Fantastic stuff, now I want to go back asap!

I'm a fan of those new small photo frames which you can stick a memory card in and they show lots of your photos on a loop - don't have one but I like them. We came to the conclusion that we could achieve a similar experience by leaving the screen and projector up, but tie the slide remote button onto Jess, so that whenever she flinches (which is regular as you know) we'd get a new photo.... I feel a whole new market opportunity may have just opened up.

compostastic

ok, so we may be a little late to this particular party, but we seem to have hit a certain stage in our lives where we feel the need to follow in the footsteps of our esteemed Mr Bryors and Ms Kendal towards the good life. as such, it was with great delight that we took delivery yesterday of our very own composter.

It's rather large in comparison with the rest of our garden, and looks a little like a certain enemy of the good DR. In fact we have consdiered sticking a sink plunger on the front and setting up an mp3 recording of "exterminate" to play whenever a cat goes near it, but we thought the neighbours might not be in sync with our own particular brand of humour.

But anyway, back to the point of all this.... bring on the potato peelings - never has waste been so exciting. Any tips from you old hands out there will be appreciated!

birthdays

absolutely pants day at work which started with redundancy consultations peppered with payroll disasters. what a great way to spend you birthday. I ended up in tears of frustration - oh so professional.

but then the birthday officially started when I got home and got some FAB presents and, more importantly, a big hug! went to a lovely restaurant, ate nice food and got drunk. what more can a girl ask for eh......

dumpty dum dum dum dum.... i'm not allowed to say the words cos paul has threatened to take back a present everytime it was mentioned but all I can say is......3 HOURS TO GO....!!!!!

I just ran the Tewkesbury 5 mile fun (?!) run - in under an hour. not bloody bad! now i'm off to lie on the sofa for the rest of the day.

i've had quite a few thoughts over the past week or so which went along the lines of "That would be an interesting thing to blog about, could possibly lead to an (unusually) insiteful and eloquent posting". Unfortunately by the time I get a bit of energy and near a laptop I'm completely unable to recollect any of said topics.

sorry 'bout that.

blimeyi'm knackered

it's thursday evening, I;ve been sat half watching Miss Match on TV and half entering sickness data on a database. Gosh my life is so exciting. I;ve also drunk quite a lot of red wine. all these things make for quite amusing moments - trust me.