Well it's been a day of fun and frolics. Or was that a load of bollicks? Radiation training at work. Oh what fun. Not the least dry of subjects (at least if you leave it in front of the microwave on full blast*), and to make it worse I had to share a room with the Boorish Bore and Boss Bullshite for a day, two people I'd like to nominate for the golden order of the stab in the throat with a skewer soaked in chilli juice. As per usual, it seems my department is not up to spec on health and safety legislation - shouldn't be suprised, what with senior management kerfuffle and shop floor poor morale we haven't been able to organise a piss up in a brewery for years. I'd leave but there's really no point, it just pays too well and lets face it, I've got naff all else to keep me occupied. Attempted to get a few days , and the weekend off, but no joy. As it happens there's a bundle of people in tomorrow so if I'm lucky, I might blag an office day... got a bunch of pre-course reading to do, but I'm a bit bummed about the weekend. I smell something bad somebody's way coming.

And speaking of things that smell bad, or more specifically DON'T smell bad (tenuous link or wot), had the last of my tasty Yorkshire farm shop meaty treats for tea... my take on sweet potato roasties are improving, they're not quite right yet but unlike last nights attempt, they weren't horrible. Now almost out of fresh ingredients, but as I'm out sandratting for a week, I'll not bother getting more in. Other domestic jollity, no joy on wallpaper procurement for the passion pit (HAH!!) - going to be quite important in a short while, as I've got to do terrible things to the wall. I managed to chop my telephone cable while sorting out floor installation yesterday, so I'm going to reroute it up from where it comes in, through the loft and inside the wall to where it did connect up. Going to see if I can bodge it myself, got a bloke booked to come and look at it in two weeks time (yeah really, the best I could get, is it fuckwits chopping wires season or something?) if I can't.

And now it's probably time to go out and do something again. Going to drop my old man a letter as I'm going to be down there next week, it'd be nice to see him. Equally nice was the reply from Jules from my previous posting; compared to my last journal I don't know who's reading it, it's a lot less interactive than the last system where most of the readership had made themselves known to me in one place or another. In a lot of ways I prefer the old, but like I said, it was time to take a break from that or go bananas.

Ta mate, it was getting lonely here, hope you liked the pics!





*This is a radiation joke, please try to keep up.