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Friday, 30 September 2016


Health is, as we all know, the only thing standing between each of us and death.  i.e. it is pretty important.

That seemed mildly amusing when I wrote it, but hard to follow that with tales of unwellness in Scobi Towers without sound an alarm.  Nothing to worry about, no-one near to their last breath, but we are all under the weather just a little bit.  Both Maggots had a couple of days off at different times, LO is struggling, and even I, paragon of virtue*, have a sore throat and that "a few degrees under" feeling.

Nevertheless, it is a timely reminder, especially at this time of year, that we must all do what we can to keep well, to keep fit, to eat well, to drink plenty of the good stuff (boring old water) and not so much of the bad stuff (lovely beer and wine).

This weekend, health permitting, we will have football, drumming and, on Friday evening, for the older members of the clan, an evening out with David and Samantha, which we are really looking forward to, a chance to catch up on life, and possibly to reminisce on our holiday, the traces of which can still be found at the bottom of our respective sock drawers.

Talking of drumming, Maggot 1 will have to move his drumming lesson to Friday evening, because he has a job.  His old tennis coach contacted him asking if he wanted to be his Boy Friday, or rather Boy Saturday, helping out with junior tennis lessons on Saturday morning.  This came out the blue, but was rather flattering for Harvey, and an opportunity he has snapped up with indecent haste.  He has wanted a way to earn some money for a while, and this is an opportunity he cannot, and has not, turned down.  It will also look good on his CV, for when he applies for university (since it is no longer enough to have straight A+ results, one must also have volunteered, or climbed Mount Everest, or indeed spent some time as a junior tennis coach).

Talking of CVs, I have grasped an opportunity to go in to Maggot 1's school to help out with CV writing and interview techniques.  I have wanted to do some kind of volunteering, using my supposed experience to help nippers, and so when this was announced at the recent Year 10 evening, I grasped it with both hands.  I am really looking forward to helping out - I just hope that I have something useful to give.

Well, that is me done.  Have a great weekend, and speak next week.

* hmmm. Ed.

Friday, 23 September 2016


Just a quick update this week, coz have a fair few things I need to sort out.

Work is steady, about to get very busy I think.

Home is fine.  We are all a bit under the weather at the moment, mouth ulcers and general unwellness, which all sounds like run down, which is sad with so long to go until Christmas.  Luckily we have half term off and will spend some high quality R&R time over that week.

We will probably have football all weekend.  If Maggot 2 is picked, they have a 5-a-side tournament on Saturday, and a league match Sunday.

I have managed to sell some of my old vinyl (in the loft, some fond memories, but not actually looked at them for ten years) to fund a new PC for my remixing, and it is fantastic, must bigger and faster than the old machine.

That is all for now.  Have a great weekend, and speak next week.

Friday, 16 September 2016

Wedding Bells

We are at a wedding this weekend.  This involves an hour drive to the church, via a local Sainsbury's to have a coffee and get changed in the toilets, so we are crease-free as we arrive at the church.  It is then about an hour's drive to the venue, which is also where we are staying the night.  The up-side is that this is actually only about half an hour from home.

The wedding is for LO's cousin.  To be honest, we do not see him very often, once a decade or so, but his side of the family is very spartan, so we are in a sense making up the numbers.  The fact that his bride is Ghanain, with a massive Ghanain family behind her, makes the contrast all the more so.

Nevertheless, we are looking forward to a night away, to nice food, and not having to cook, wash up or any other of those usual daily tasks.  We will also be able to spend some time with the in-laws and Gee Gee (great grandma).

The Maggots both have their outfits - Maggot 1 a suit and tie (which will be used again during his upcoming work experience week), and Maggot 2 a jacket, a shirt that is "tight like the footballers wear" and a trendy bow tie.  Biased I most certainly am, but they will make a handsome pair of young men . . . right up until the knee-slides start.

This means no football this weekend, which may be a blessing.  They were beaten 9-0 last weekend, and while the team that beat them is one of the best in the league, our best performance would usually give them a good game.  The trouble was, we did not give anywhere near our best performance; it was, rather, dire.

The coach was not there to see it first hand, but by training on Wednesday, he had heard about it second hand, and he has decreed that until they start playing as a team, they cannot wear their team shirts.  This means that for the match on Sunday, the team will wear shorts and socks from their kit, but not the shirt - the orders are to wear anything, and then they will be given bibs to make them the same colour.  Unconventional, but I suspect it does at least get the point across.  Let's hope it works.

That is all for now.  Have a great weekend, and speak next week.