this is old sh!te :: march '06... foxy... Thursday, March 30, 2006 As Thursday is bin day I put the rubbish bags in the front garden last night. Seems that Donald Cox paid us a visit during the night and scattered the bag contents all over the place. Foxes either like tuna in mascarpone sauce or he was after my old mousemat. Wouldn't have happened at all if the pathetic binmen (sorry, Refuse Managers) came round the back to the bin like they used to. posted by jpa @ 7:05:00 PM bathtime... Friday, March 17, 2006 My grolly filled head has given me the time to get the Bath pics up. As a birthday present I was given the chance to throw myself into a rusty old bobsleigh, apparently used in Olympic training. Nearly a week on and I still have the bruises. However the pain subsided once being chilled to -5 degrees on the snow covered open-top bus (my choice!), followed by several ales consumed about the town. Mmm, beer. posted by jpa @ 7:21:00 PM crusty lip... Wednesday, March 15, 2006 Stupid stinking cold snot flu. I go and take a week's holiday and get struck down with some crappy virus, with a constantly streaming nose and pounding head. Crap. Still, at least we now have our swanky new bedroom completed so I can be ill in style. posted by jpa @ 8:34:00 PM old bugger... Friday, March 10, 2006 I'm 33 on Sunday! THIRTY THREE!! What happened there? I was only 25 the other day. To celebrate this wonderful event we're off to Bath tomorrow to buy me some plastic pants and a zimmer frame. This one's going to be photo central! posted by jpa @ 9:02:00 PM message... Sunday, March 05, 2006 Some old dear was snared in our answerphone this afternoon. Old people and technology don't seem to get on very well together, hence why she couldn't dial the right number. Maybe I should call her back and pretend to be her grandson... ;) posted by jpa @ 4:39:00 PM slippers... Friday, March 03, 2006 Where do all the novelty slippers go in the Summer? As soon as Christmas is over they're all packed away and you have to make do with the sad efforts in M&S or similar. Nasty 50 year old man designs. However, never fear as you can be the proud owner of my unwanted monster feet slippers. You know you want them. They want you. posted by jpa @ 9:12:00 PM