This blog is a diary I suppose and an attempt to see the funny side of mostly mundane issues of work, family and life in general. Hope you enjoy it and feel free to comment and recommend it to others!
Wednesday, 19 December 2012
Friday 7th December, 2012
I have to say I'm a little disgrunted this morning. I really expected to
have a letter to the Editor published in The Daily Telegraph. How many
other people do you know who noticed that Dave Drubeck was listed in
yesterday's Birthdays column ( 92 years old ) right across the page from
his Obituary. Not that many I suspect. Well anyway, disappointingly, I
pointed this out to the Editor but it seems he didn't care that much. The
truth is though that my mood has been affected more by the prospect of two
rarified evenings in a row. It was our sales traders "drinks party" at
Dirty Dicks last night. I am pretty sure I invited you. Pity you
couldn't make it. Tbh I was in the Christmas spirit ( Spanish brandy to
be specific ) after a working lunch even before I got there and didn't
last that long. The stories are beginning to come out of various degrees
of carnage wreaked and as I was lapping these up, I noticed that a friend
of mine had just posted the following quote from James Joyce following an
evening of his own which I thought was kind of appropriate ( if a bit
rarified )...."There is a curious kind of honour-code among men which
obliges them to assist one another and not hinder the free action of one
another and remain together for mutual protection with the result that
very often they waken up the next morning sitting in the same ditch." -
James Joyce
And tonight I have to head up to Rugby for my daughters end of term house
Christmas dinner. What a treat that always is. Virtually undrinkable
wine, seafood delice (what ever that is), a sloppy slice of turkey and a
bit of cold Christmas pudding with custard. The consolation is I doubt
very much I'll end up in a ditch. Oh its high living all right. I can
hardly believe, this time last year I was in Sri Lanka staying at the
Amanwella.
Christmas Challenge
As you run down the year here's something for you to mull over....I
confess I have done this one before, about ten years ago, but I've always
enjoyed limericks......I've written the first line for you. Please
complete.......the best contribution wins a bottle of something good...not
Spanish brandy I promise.....
"There's a salesman at CIMB......
Take your time, do your worst and have fun!
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