And Now The Time Has Come.....

Tis the end of another year and the beginning of the new one.

Where's the party then???

The Hoosiers

I can't wait to go and see this band

Picture Personality Results

I just took another of those personality tests, this one was on facebook, and I thought I would share the results with you.

Your Picture Personality Results
Temperament
Flexible
Nothing seems to bother you - you sail through life crisis free. It's not that your life doesn't have its ups and downs, it's just that you handle everything without unnecessary drama and antics. You approach each day fresh, not worrying about yesterday or tomorrow. You are confident that you can handle anything that comes your way and experience has shown that you are absolutely right about this.
Interests
Thrill Seeker
You are interested in anything that is exciting and pleasurable. You're not afraid to indulge yourself - you live by your own set of rules and don't allow yourself to get hung on what others think. For the most part, you are independent and do whatever you please to do. Trying to stop you from doing something only makes you want it even more. At the end of the day - you live for life's most thrilling moments.
Amusement
Adventurous
It's a good thing that you are filled with energy and ambitions (that others sometimes find exhausting) because you're continually looking for a new adventure and exciting experience. You struggle with a continual feeling of restlessness which constantly pushes you to the next level of excitement. Once you have accomplished one thing, you are eager to accomplish something more exciting, riskier and distinguishable.
Passion
Physical
You are a cuddle bug - from a warm hug shared with your best friend to steamy sex with your partner, you enjoy every bit of human contact that you can get. You demonstrate your love for others most fluidly through physical one-on-one contact and you feel the most loved when you are being touched. You feel disconnected when you are physically isolated from others. You're a people person and a lover of all things human.

Rod Stewart - Reason To Believe - Live

When The Going Gets Tough

How many friends could you count on if the going got tough for you?

Problems in life where support from friends is needed certainly shows who true friends are and who actually couldn't really give a shit and are only there for the ride.

When once you thought you had a wide circle of friends and then something happens in life and all of a sudden you only have 2 or 3 who are still there, ready to hold you up when you're just about to fall.

Then you have the people you thought were friends and when you need them, not only are they not there for you, but they go one further and stick the knife in and take pleasure in twisting it for no paticular reason.

You also have the friends who are jealous of your other friends and try their hardest to destroy the friendship you have with others.

Ummm. I'm going to think very carefully who my friends are.

The Facebook Skit

This video reminds me of someone I used to know.

Can You Fix It?

Life is quiet at the moment, well apart from having 4 puppies running around.

I've not been out all week but will be going to a friends tonight to watch the rugby. I think England have a really good chance of taking the World Cup twice in a row and I will be cheering them on with a glass in hand.

The house seems really quiet now with Lou back in Portsmouth and Amy out most of the time. I think it must be a que for me to find a new interest. Ummmm, I'll have to have a good think about what I enjoy doing and go do it.

My car has died on me. There's been a noise coming from the engine for a while now, which I thought was due to the fan belt slipping. Well, while driving back from picking Amy up on Thursday, there was a loud noise and my dash board lights lit up as though Christmas had come early. We managed to get home and I parked the car in the drive. I decided, as it was dark, to look at it in the morning to see what was going on under the bonnet. When I looked the fan belt had gone. Not one piece of evidence to suggest there had ever been one there to start with. Now the car is stuck in the drive until I can find someone to fix it for me.

Ready to Go

Summer having her dinner

The puppies are 8 weeks old tomorrow and they were checked by the vet last week and all are in very good health. Summer will be going for her first jab on Thursday, an experience I don't think she will enjoy much.

Ollie will be the first to go to his new home and I am sure he will be very spoilt. His new family have been to see him a couple of times and have been surprised eash time how much he has grown.

They are planning to show him so I will be visiting his new home when he's a bit older to help get him ready for the show ring. I am also planning to show Summer so they will be seeing each other a few times a year. I wonder if they will remember each other? Time will tell.

Photos of Blake for Laura

Here are some photos of Blake that I promised I would post for Laura of Southampton

More Shih Tzu Photos

Here are some photos of the puppies I took in the garden today. they have grown so much since taking the first photos which are here and here

SUMMER

SAMBA

DANI

AKOS BUZSKY

Filming Casualty

Casualty was filming where I live yesterday. Here we have Charlie messing up, he forgot the spare shirt!

Shih Tzu Puppies at 5 Weeks

The puppies are now all over the place and love to play. It won't be long until they can go to their new homes on 16th October, all except Summer who will be staying with us.

It's been a little while since I wrote anything so i thought I would sit here and try to think of something interesting to tell you all.


Just to update you on the puppies first. They are now all up and running around. They are very playful and love having visitors to play with. I have decided to keep Summer and start showing again. She has the waggiest tail of them all and has already learnt where she has to go to the toilet, well males are always longer to learn, aren't they?

The family who have picked Ollie have said they may show him too, so it will be brother and sister battling it out in the ring.

I remember when I had to wait to collect the mum of my puppies when she was a puppy after seeing her. It seems such a long time, but as the saying goes, take advantage of the peace and quiet because once they arrive you have to have eyes in the back of your head.

As I've not shown any dogs for a while, I am out of touch with the show scene and where they hold ringcraft classes. If anyone knows can they let me know please?

Apart from the constant work the puppies require, the house is quite quiet now. Lou went back to Portsmouth Uni on Thursday to start her last year. She did forget a few things which she has asked me to post to her, but we managed to fit all her stuff into my small car. What a change from the first year when we needed two cars to take everything down and then at the end of her second year when it took two trips to collect everything. Let's hope she doesn't buy too many clothes or I may need to hire a van to bring her back next June.

Last night was the first time in ages that I had the house all to myself. Usually, if one of my daughters is staying out the other is home but now that Lou is in Portsmouth, if Amy is out then it's only me. The plan was for Amy to have friends come back here after they had gone to a party, but a text at 11.30 last night informed me of the change of plan and that she would be staying out instead of her friends staying here. I must say it was very quiet, well it would have been if it wasn't for the puppies running around the room most of the night and me running after them trying to keep them from going behind the TV.

Well I had better go and get some shopping as we have hardly any food in the house. Not too sure where I'll go yet but let's hope they have some cream cakes left, I fancy treating myself.

Shih Tzu Puppies at 3 Weeks

The puppies are learning to walk and play.

We Will Rock You documentry

I think it's time I visited London again, I'm getting Queen withdrawal. Watch the video and take a peek at the show 'We Will Rock You' and then take a trip to see the whole show, you won't be sorry.

Where Are You Coming From?

I think I will start a new weekly item titled 'Most unusual Way to find my blog'

Looking at my site stats tonight I found these searches which lead here:

writing for dog dog bandanas

people to look after my dog when i am on holiday in bristol

adult couplesswapping

what's under the bonnet

fun wanted with large lady in bristol

I think each week I will pick out the 5 which I feel don't match my blog at all.

It would be good if those of you, who did search for something completely different to what you got from my blog, would leave a comment, just so we know you where here.

Dog Sitting and Holidays

Ok. Own up. Who's coming to Bristol on holiday?

I don't think it is a place I would consider for a holiday so I only hope you are visiting friends or family.

Have you found someone to look after your dog yet?

What sort of dog is it? Is it a friendly dog?

Why not bring it with you?

I know, so many questions. Well if you will do a search on Tiscali 'people to look after my dog when i am on holiday in bristol' and end up at my site but leave without even saying hello, then you have to expect some kind of recourse.

Anyway, whoever you are I hope your dog finds a nanny and you have a great time here in Bristol.

That's a Funny Name for a Shih Tzu

The Puppies Now Have Names

The Puppies are now a week old and have more than doubled in size. We have also named them all so we can tell who's getting on well and who may need a bit of help.

One of the smaller ones at birth is now one of the biggest ones. here she is in my hand.

Summer Sleeping

Their noses haven't completely turned black yet and their eyes and ears have yet to open. I expect they will be everywhere when they can see where they are going.

Is this what Donny Osmond meant when he sang Puppy Love?

Great Balls of Fire

I was just catching up on the news and came across this story, which made me smile after my recent experience with Mr. T

The only advice I have, Men, if she don't want you there get out!

I didn't have a photo to go with the news story so I thought I would put one of the puppies who are now one day old. We've been thinking of names for them and as we were at the England under 21s match last night we may name them after some of the players. I'll up date you when we've decided.

All lined up with no where to go

Six New Arrivals - Shih Tzu Puppies

Well it was a bit touch and go if we were going to be able to make the football tonight.

I've taken 2 weeks off work because my dog was due to have puppies next Saturday but she decided she wouldn't wait and the first one arrived at 3pm today. I wasn't home and I had a frantic phone call from my daughter which was short and to the point. 'The dog's got something hanging out of her. Please come home'

I wasn't far away and by the time I got home the puppy was out and not long after the afterbirth was delivered. Now 3 hours later we have six puppies, four boys and two girls and a very good mum looking after them.

Three arrive and mum is shattered

Just waiting for the last one and then a good rest

My friend looks at one of the new born puppies - a new experience for her

England and Time off

On a happier note. I've got 2 weeks off work and I'm going to see the England U21's play tomorrow night :) Well I suppose it's tonight now.

Do I Really Look That Stupid?

This book should be put into the Christmas sack of all men who use dating sites

I was looking forward to Friday night. I had a date with a man that shall remain nameless to save his dignity.

It all started off on one of those dating sites. You know the ones I mean, the ones where nearly all that the men are interested in is getting their leg over, Umm that doesn't exclude many as in my experience all the sites are like that!

Anyway, I received the message below from, I'll call him Mr. T :
12/08/2007 @ 12:48 the match wrote: Hi,wanna make contact so we can chat! T x

So I replied:
12/08/2007 @ 13:03 you wrote: Hi. I would chat but from the sound of your profile you are only here for fun and that is not the reason I am here. I do not do one night relationships and I like to really get to know someone before I jump into bed with them. If you still want to chat after reading this then email again. Thanks .

The next reply from him was:
12/08/2007 @ 14:07 the match wrote: Hi, thanks for your honesty-i can wait for the 2nd date!lol. Please let me have your msn details so we can chat easier.T x

After one more message I gave him my messenger addy, thinking he knows what I 'don't' want so must be ok with this.

How wrong I was. We chatted for a bit on messenger until my PC started playing up (again). During the conversation and even though I had made it very clear that I was not talking to him so he could get his leg over me he continued to bring sex into the conversation at every opportunity. Then came the subject of photos. I directed him to my flickr so he could have a look at the ones that are public. In return he offered to show me the only photo he had of himself, a naughty one, as he put it. I declined his offer, even though he said it was a 'good one'

The conversation carried on in the same style. His with a sexual tone to every answer he gave me. And then he mentioned the photo again:

(21:38) Mr. T@bti:Are you sure you dont want to see my pic? may decide if you want to meet up with me or not?

(21:39)me:i think i made my feeling clear before we started talking. I have not changed my mind about anything but i think you think you will be able to change it

(21:39) Mr. T@bti:Its only a picture!

(21:39) me:i am not here just for sex but the way you keep bringing the conversation back to sex makes me think you really are

(21:39) Mr. T@bti: No

We talked for another 20 minutes in which sex was not mentioned once and we arranged to meet up and go for a drink.

Friday arrived and I met up with him and he drove us to a nice country pub, not far from where I live. We talked about family and holidays and past meetings. During this conversation the subject of porn came up, not in a sexual way but more in a general conversation way. He said about a site that he knows of but it was a pay site and I said that I knew of a site that was free and I told him the addy.

That was about the extent of the date. I was back in my local by 9.30 so I was either very boring to him or not giving off the right vibes. I didn't think I would hear from him again and to be honest I really didn't care if I did or didn't.

Anyway on Sunday he texted me. He asked how the weekend was going and asked if I had a webcam. That was when I knew where the conversation was going. When I said I didn't have one he suggested I could still see his even though I didn't have one.

I reminded him that not only would I be able to see it but so would anyone who happened to be in the same room as me. This was his reply:

'Then make sure you are on your own! Perhaps I'll put on a show for you'

I didn't bother answering, there was no point.

Monday I received another text from Mr. T asking if he had upset me and why I hadn't answered his last text. I explained I didn't want to see his 'show' and I gave him the addy of the porn site which he asked for.

The next text I received from him asked if I would sort out his PC for him and 'Maybe watch some porn?'

I said I would sort out his PC but declined his offer to watch the porn.

His next question was 'Do you watch it alot?'

I hadn't even said that I watched it and by now I was pissed off with trying to be nice to him, I'm a nice person and don't like to hurt anyone but I do have my limits and he had just reached them.

I texted back:

'I think you need to stop talking to me about sex. That is not my reason for talking to you or meeting you as I have already told you. I won't be answering any more questions about sex. To me sex is a private subject between people who have agreed that is what they want. We don't have an agreement like that.'

I sent the text and then went on to send another:

'If, after meeting me you've decided you would only meet me again for sex then it would be best for both of us to forget it'

He must have answered the first text before reading the second one because the next text I received from him was:

'I'm sorry if I have upset you. No mention again ok.'

And then in answer to the second one he replied:

'Ok as you wish. Good luck in your search'

Now I am left with a question.

Did he think I was so thick that I wouldn't realise that he thought he could persuade me to sleep with him or was he that thick to think he could?

Changes

I've been looking at some old photos of different people I know. Some I knew when the old photos were taken and some I didn't. The ones I did know jogged old memories of the good time we were having when the photo was taken, whereas the ones of people I didn't know before, were quite a shock. I don't think if they looked like that today I would recognise them at all. Some who don't have hair now, use to, some use to be larger and are now smaller and some that use to be smaller are a lot larger. Of course one thing all the photos have in common is, everyone used to be younger and now they are older. In some cases, a lot older.

Many of the people I still see, but a few I have lost contact with. Either by chance or because one or both of us didn't keep in touch and sometimes you don't even know the reason why.

Me, I am really rubbish at remembering peoples names. I can see someone in the street, know that I know them but for the life of me, no matter how much I try, I can't recall a single thing about them, not even where I know them from. This has made me quite an expert in answering questions without having to reveal how crap my memory is. It can however backfire and you just have to admit to the person, even though it may hurt their feelings to know they were not as important to you as they thought, you just can't remember who they are.

So if you are one of those people I have known in the past, sorry if I can't remember you. And if you meet me in the future, Make sure I take a photo of you and write your name on it or you may find yourself as one of the memories that got away.

Relax or Excite?

I can't quite believe the sun is still shinning. It can't last much longer, after all we have the balloon fiesta here in Bristol this weekend so it has to rain. Not that I want it to of course, but that's the way of the world we live in, nothing stays the same forever.

It is nice for all those who have time off work. It is time for them to enjoy themselves, relaxing or having some excitement, whatever does it for them. Let's just hope they don't over do it and need another week off after this one to recover.

Another good thing about the sun is, things are always better, or seem better, when it is shinning. I know I was smiling more today, not sure if that has anything to do with the sun or just that we are half way through the week and the weekend will soon be here again.

Anyway, I haven't got the week off so I had better go to bed or it will be another late start for me in the morning.

Wordless Wednesday - Trapped

Taken from here

The Sun Shines. The Green Looks Good

I just had the most fantastic weekend in Plymouth, away from all the rubbish that's been going on for me here in Bristol.

My weekend started on Friday night with the drive down the M5 then onto the A38 straight into my home town. Well it's a city really but I like to think of it as a friendly town full of people from my past and maybe my future, who knows?

As I approached Plymouth, the familiar spots appeared on the wind screen, yes rain again.

It didn't last long and by the time I pulled into my brother's drive it had stopped. A nice cup of coffee awaited me and as I drank it, me and my brother caught up on the family news.

The next morning was a bit cloudy and I was beginning to think it was going to rain, after the weather forecast had said it was going to be a sunny weekend, but it soon brightened up and there it was, The Sun.

I was on the edge of excitement all day and as the morning drove on into afternoon, all the clocks in the house seemed to be going at a snails pace.

1pm, 1.30pm, 2pm, 2.10pm, 2.15pm, only 15 minutes to go. 2.20pm, 2.25pm, "Come on you lot. Are you getting ready?!?"

A discussion as to who will drop who off, "You drop me off then pick me up on the way home" Settled.

My brother drove and decided it would be quicker to go through the back streets. Well it would have been if we didn't get stuck behind a van travelling at a maximum of 20mph. 2.50 and I haven't even got my ticket yet. I begin to worry that I would miss the beginning. The ticket office is about a 5 minute walk from the gate and there was bound to be a queue.

As I walked across the grass a man, dressed appropriate for the occasion, started to walk next to me. "I've been coming since 1954" he said "Same seat all that time"

"That's a long time" I replied, "I come when I can. Wish I lived here so I could come more often. I do go in Bristol sometimes, but it's not the same of course. Nothing could be quite the same as coming here"

I mentioned to him I didn't have my ticket yet and he said that I didn't have to go to the box office to get it, they were selling them on the gate. He pointed me in the right direction, well not quite the one which I wanted but time was short and I didn't want to miss the beginning, so I followed his instructions and handed my money over to a nice man.

Ticket in hand, I walked on unfamiliar ground to find somewhere to sit. With only one seat to find it wasn't hard for me to find one with a good view where I would be able to see everything that went on.

There were 3 men sat behind me and when I heard them talk I knew I was home. There is no mistaking a broad plymouthian accent. It has a sort of song to it and makes me smile every time I hear it.

3pm. It's time. Out they come to the cheers of the crowd, dressed in green and jumping and kicking all over the place. Then the man on the tanoy announces the players one by one, each getting their own individual cheer, with the loudest one saved for the manager.

The whistle blows and the game has started. Within no time at all Plymouth Argyle are one nil up to Bristol Rovers. Then two, and three, four and a fifth. Half time is approaching and we are five nil up, but the ball is on its way up the field, towards our goal. I can't look. Oh, they scored. The whistle blows and it's half time.

The second half wasn't as busy goal wise as the first and the end result was Plymouth Argyle 7 Bristol Rovers 3, a colossal improvement to the last pre-season match when the two teams met.

After the match I walked down to the club shop and managed to get myself and my daughter a club membership so we won't miss any of the games we can get to when the season starts properly.

The sun was still shining when my brother came to pick me up and the talk all the way back to his house was, of course, football.

Well that was Saturday. Sunday wasn't quite as exciting but a really good day in Cornwall with lots of men and lots of very nice cars but that's a story for another day.

Worried About Ray - Download out 17th June

The track I like most at the momment

The Sun

Where the hell has the sun gone!!!

Smile

Someone, well it was Tim, sent me some pics today and I thought I would share a couple of them with you.

Some people always know how to make you smile .

Wordless Wednesday - Suspense

Suspense

Randy Hedgehogs

Hedgehogs are in the news again, this time in Germany.

Police were called to investigate unusual noises in the garden of a Bremen house late on Monday and to their surprise it wasn't the teenagers, from down the road, trying to find somewhere to have some 'fun' but a pair of amorous hedgehogs at it hammer and tong.
The police looked on, trying to learn a few tricks I expect, as the hedgehogs continued making love beside the pond. But it all got a bit much for the police and as the sex session heated up, the police had to turn off the lights.

Did you know?

The hedgehog breeding season runs from April to September and their lovemaking is typically accompanied by very loud puffing and snorting, usually by the female as she tries to ward off the male. Well I suppose they're just like the rest of us then, not too sure if that's when we make all the noise though.

Wordless Wednesday - Rain Stops Play

Glastonbury Mud!

Fortunately Glastonbury missed the worst of Tuesday's torrential downpours, but as the gates open and traffic around Worthy Farm increases, the mud looks set to deepen.
The rest of Wednesday will not be too bad on the site. There may be one or two light showers during the day, but it should be largely dry and bright, albeit quite breezy. But the winds are probably stronger now than at any time during the rest of the Festival. Temperatures will reach 19 degrees - barely average for mid June.
Tonight will not be too chilly with temperatures of around 11 degrees but some showers are likely soon after dawn and the risk of showers will increase through the day with some heavy downpours mid to late afternoon. Thursday will be cooler than Wednesday with a maximum temperature of 18 degrees.
Friday is expected to be a smilar day to Thursday with spells of sunshine broken up by heavy showers. With very light winds on Friday there is a chance that any showers which fall could last for quite some time. (But looking on the brighter side, the sunshine - when it appears - should last for some time.)
Over the weekend it is expected to remain showery but it will also turn cooler with temperatures of 17 or 18 degrees by day, and as low as 7 or 8 degrees overnight.
So be prepared for wet conditions but do not forget to take a suitable sunscreen because you will get some sunshine down in the Somerset countryside.
For a five day forecast, go to BBC's Weather for Shepton Mallet.
Find out more about Richard on BBC's Points West.

Wax On? Shave Off?

Many women, and men, will either lean towards one way or the other to make different parts of their body silky smooth. Saying that, there are a group of people who like body hair and for them here is a link. I’m not sure when the dislike of hair on the body started but you can be sure it was something to do with sexual desire.

Waxing your body can have the desired effect of leaving parts of the body smooth to the touch and will last longer than shaving but shaving doesn’t hurt as much.

There are many different methods of waxing these days and some more painful than others. Pouring hot wax onto my body then ripping out the hair doesn’t really appeal to me, but if you’re into pain then this could be just what you were looking for.

Shaving is usually painless and can be done most anywhere. Unfortunately within 24 hours the smooth skin will have small hairs growing back and so the process will have to be repeated almost daily to keep that ‘smooth as a baby’s bottom’ feeling.

So, waxing or shaving, which is the best?

Dumb?

Ever wanted to know what I did with my time? Look no further. the answer is below. Now it's your go.

Am I Dumb? Test Results

Your Number Correct: 22/25
Average Number Correct: 18.12/25

You are smarter than 80.73% of the populaton.

Wordless Wednesday - Hush

Silence can say so much.

Knickers. What do You Wear?

While sorting out my daughters knickers earlier I noticed how many different types of panties she had and this got me thinking.

Do all women wear different styles of panties according to the situation they are going into or is it just me?

My panties draw contains about 3 different main types. Thongs, Bikini and Midi briefs.

Midi

These are the type I wear if I have an important meeting to go to. I think they make me feel a bit safer. I also wear them if I'm feeling unwell and just need that little bit of extra comfort.

Bikini

I wear these usually during the day and sometimes at night if I'm not going out. They tend to be a bit more comfortable than Thongs especially if you're sitting around doing not a lot.

Thongs

These I wear when I go out. They make me feel a little more dressed up and in some circumstances, very sexy.

I've noticed that my daughter wears a lot of boxers/shorts and I may try these instead of the midi ones. I think they look quite comfortable and I will feel 'safe' in them, but you can also get some that look really sexy.

I Wish I Could Afford A Beryl Cook

Girls Night Out

I've never been very interested in art. Yeah some pictures/paintings are nice to look at, but that's about all I feel about the subject. That is, except for Beryl Cook I first noticed her paintings while I was still living in Plymouth. My then boyfriend sent me a card, not sure why now, and it had one of Beryl's paintings on the front. From then on I was hooked.

The Painting on the Front Of My card

A lot of Beryl's paintings I can relate to as a lot are set in Plymouth, the, once seedy, Union Street part. This is where I used to go every weekend. It's where most of the town centre's pubs and clubs were based. It was also the main place you could pick up a 'woman of the night'

Girls in a Taxi

Beryl has lived in a number of different cities and moved to Cornwall in 1964 and then on to Plymouth. When I met Beryl's grand daughter a couple of years ago, we discussed Beryl at great length, although that was not the reason why I was meeting her grand daughter, and that is when I found out that Beryl had moved to Bristol.

Beryl is still painting pictures of the local area as seen in the picture below.

Bristol Packet

If you ever feel the need to buy a present for me, look no further than the Beryl Cook aisle of your local art gallery.

Dinner Time

Someone once sent me a photo of their dinner. Looks good enough to eat, I'm famished!

Girl (and man) Interrupted

I confess I don’t know a lot about the intricate workings of the space inside the metal box which I call my computer and I certainly don’t know how one minute you can be talking to someone and the next you have no connection, and yet when you turn your computer back on again in the morning its working.

This has happened to me at least twice this week and I think once last week.

Last night I decided to phone the providers support line. First I had to go through 3 different number menus. Then when I got to the right one, I had to wait while they listed the known issues affecting their service. None of these were the same problem as I was having, so I did as I was told and waited for someone to answer my call. And I waited and waited. I gave up in the end and phoned the main number again, hoping to talk to someone who hadn’t recorded their voice directing me to push buttons on my phone. Again, I waited and waited until I got fed up with waiting and went to bed.

This morning my computer and internet connection were working fine. I could read my emails and I was even able to send a message, which they will get when they sign into messenger, to the person I was in the middle of a very interesting conversation with last night, to explain why I had suddenly disappeared. I didn’t want them to think I was being rude and just ignoring them. I decided to phone the support line to explain what had been happening and to see if there was anything wrong with my connection. After various tests and lots of switching on and off of different parts of my set up, I was told they couldn’t find anything wrong and that if it happens again I was not to touch a thing and phone back.

Two hours later and, hey presto, as if by magic, from nowhere, without any warning, with no excuses, my internet connection stopped and I was stranded in mid cyberspace, not able to move off the Blogshares site.

Another phone call and straight through this time, to someone with a heavy accent which I could barely understand. He, without even asking me hardly any question said ‘You have a problem with your router’. I tried to explain to him about my phone call earlier in the day, that everything had been checked and it was all working fine but , as is typical for a man talking to a woman about technical things, he ignored me. In the end I gave up and said I would disconnect the router and phone back if I still couldn’t join my friends in cyberspace.

As you may have already guessed, ten minutes later I was back on the phone, unfortunately talking to the same man. This time I had to look at my control panel, all fine there. Then reconfigure my computer to the modem (I think that’s what I was doing) and as soon as I had done that up popped the small window telling me I had 49 emails in my inbox. I was back online. I said thanks to the man on the end of the phone and set about writing this blog. I’m not sure how long I will be here or if the connection will last, I don’t hold out much hope to be honest, things seem to be running very slow. I just hope I stay long enough to publish this and then I can go and make a coffee.

Soap Sadness

What is it with all this sadness in the soaps? Don’t they know I already feel miserable enough without them plotting sad story lines to make me feel even worse.

First we have Neighbours and Stingray’s operation hits complications. Leaving his life hanging in the balance. (Sorry that’s later in the week, I’ll have to stop reading the TV mag)

In Emmerdale last week Len died and that woman sung that song 'Time to say Goodbye' As they drove him out of the village.

Last night we saw Ian and Phil, from EastEnders, in a car crash which ended with the two young boys, Peter and Ben, stuck in the car as it goes under the water

Tonight I turn on the TV and Freddie, from Coronation Street, has died in a fire. How will Ashley and Claire cope?

I think I will just turn the TV off and go to bed until I'm feeling happy again.

Hang on. The firemen have finished in the Peacock household. They didn’t find little Freddie burnt to a cinder. The questions have begun.

Now that’s better, I like a good mystery. And there's alway Shane Richie to look forward to on Wednesday. Oh Shit that was last Wednesday, I missed it. I'll just have to make do with a picture.

Shane Richie

Life Changing Decisions

I've decided that I should take a good look at life and see where mine is going. Usually I let my heart rule over my head, but I've come to the conclusion that this is not the best way. From now on it's head first and I will be asking myself 3 questions before I make any decisions.

Question 1.

Will this benefit me in anyway?

Question 2.

Will this enhance my life in anyway?

Question 3.

Is this what I really want?

If I am able to answer Yes to any two of the three questions then I will look into my heart and see what that is telling me.

Hopefully this way I will not make so many mistakes in the decisions I make.

Don't Mention The Word 'Blog'

Mornin Tim, oh it's afternoon already. Afternoon Tim.

So what was it you were saying at the pub last night? Oh yeah something about ''Not just once'' I really should record what you say and then I would be able to play it back to you when you were sober. (You're not allowed to do that to me though)

Trev was saying something about 'that' night a couple of weeks ago. Something about ''Taking advantage of'' Not sure if he was talking about you or me. I can't remember a thing from about 10pm that night, no more vodka for me.

Last night was a bit quiet at the pub, or was it just that I was sober? One good thing about staying sober, I didn't lose my coat and accuse anyone of pinching it and my phone was still in my bag when I got home. (Sorry that's two good things)

My Local

(must have been before 10pm as Tim's not in the pic)