Cold showers

No I am not talking about the weather here. Although it has been showery here in London and also quite cold considering last week I was wandering around in a tee shirt.
I am actually talking about at home. No not because I am horny. Although after the tube encounter I could hardly be blamed.
No this is the sad and sorry tale of my broken boiler and the inept plumber. Wednesday he came to look at it and then was supposed to come back on thursday – so a couple of days without hot water – I could have coped.
Unfortunately It is now Monday and I still have cold water. He didn’t arrive on Thursday and called to say he would be with me on Sunday but unfortunately he had an emergency job to go to [my cold water is obviously not an emergency] So now he would like me to reschedule for Wednesday – a week later. Grrrr
I need to take a day off work too – which is impossible with my current schedule. Bah.
Anyone know a good reliable plumber in South London? Please?

love it

You know sometime you see a site and think ‘Wow, I wish my site looked like that’ well here is Daniel Regan, stylish and making me want a redesign…
Oh and it’s not just stylish either – there’s content too! I so sympathise with the magazine buying dilema. I think we all had one of those moments.
Oh and his brother has the same birthday as my brother apparently 😉

I am so crap

Okay so here is the deal. I’m on my way home from lunch in Soho and get the tube from Leicester Square to Balham and we have to stop at Kennington. So everyone gets off and we wait for the next southbound train.
I glance up at the other people waiting and there is a really cute guy looking at me. Well at least I think he is looking at me.
So thinking I really should make some sort of effort to look away he starts smiling and I immediately think I have a bogey hanging from my nose r something. No, he is genuinely smiling at me. Nice. The tube arrives and we get on the same carriage but different doors. He is still looking at me and I am stil looking at him. I’m thinking he is really very cute.
Eventually I muster the courage and decide I should go over and say hi, offer him my number when we pull into Stockwell and he gets off looking back at me.
I am by nature indecisive so debate internally whether I should get off and then say hi. By the time I have had this internal debate however the tube has moved off and the chance has gone. The only thing left would be to put one of those ads in the back of boyz. You know the ones.

‘Saturday 27th April around 6pm. Southbound Northern Line, saw you at Kennington station and we got on the same carriage. Me Camo bottoms, green jacket and baseball cap. You cute with gorgeous brown eyes. You smiled and I was too shy to come and say hi. Contact me on 0780 150 XXXX.’

Walk for Life – 23 June

Walk for Life is now in its 13th year and has become the largest HIV and AIDS fundraising event in Europe. It is a great day out for everyone, taking in some of the sights of London on an easy 10km stroll along the Thames. Details of last years walk can be read here and in seen here, where the AOL UK team raised over ?1500.
If you want to go along register at: http://walkforlife.co.uk [team name AOL UK – you don’t need to work for AOL] or phone 0870 011 0022. Then just email me to let me know you’ve registered or pop a post in the comments. I’ll email people who’ve contacted me closer to the time to arrange meeting up and other details.

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG’S DIARY

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG’S DIARY

Day number 180
8:00 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
9:40 am – OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
10:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
11:30 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
12:00 noon – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
4:00 pm – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 PM – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
5:30 PM – OH BOY! MUM! MY FAVOURITE!

Day number 181
8:00 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
9:40 am – OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
10:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
11:30 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
12:00 noon – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
4:00 pm – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 PM – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
5:30 PM – OH BOY! MUM! MY FAVOURITE!

Day number 182
8:00 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
9:40 am – OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
0:30 am – OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
11:30 am – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
12:00 noon – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
1:30 pm – OOOOOO. BATH. BUMMER.
4:00 pm – OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 PM – OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
5:30 PM – OH BOY! MUM! MY FAVOURITE!

EXCERPTS FROM A CAT’S DIARY

DAY 752 – My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling
objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry
cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and
the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture.

Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

DAY 761 – Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet
while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the
stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once
again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair… must try this on
their bed.

DAY 765 – Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in
attempt
to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into
their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat

I was…Hmmm. Not working according to plan.

DAY 768 – I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I

was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning
foamy chemical called “shampoo.” What sick minds could invent such a
liquid.
My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 771 – There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was
placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise
and smell the foul odour of the glass tubes they call “beer..”
More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of
“allergies.” Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 774 – I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe
snitches.
The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is
obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got
to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports

my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time…

thanks to Rob for this 🙂