Not Bryansford

We had a teacher retire last week in school. Weird time of year but when you can go who would wait around for June? He'd worked for the past 38 years and since the early 70s in the same school. When he took 20 minutes out of lessons for his thank you/farewell speech, no one in the staffroom was prepared to walk out, he'd earned it. As I was leaving on Friday afternoon, I said cheerio to him and wished him well. I asked him what he'd be doing Monday morning instead of coming into school and he said he'd be anywhere but home, 'probably Bryansford'. This Monday morning I was not in Bryansford. Only another 32 years til that dream becomes reality. Oh good.

So what did I do this Monday? Well, I worked all the live long day, probably much like you. In fact I am just about to reconvene my work. Well after 'The One Show'. I have my priorities sorted out alright. Chris Moyles is on tonight, it's like my morning and evening routines meshed together!

In other news, my Student Loans Company disaster continues. I don't think I've mentioned it on here but the highlights are they are still charging me what they did when I was away. No, you're right, I have been home for MORE THAN A YEAR!! Something they haven't managed to grasp. I think it's only the fact that every representative has a pleasant Scottish accent which has held me off writing to 'Watchdog'. That and their assurances that they've got a handle on the 'complexities' of my case. I'll give them complexities alright. The latest episode tonight included a nice girl who actually seemed to know what she wasn't talking about and hopes are high with both parties that a resolution can be reached. She even understood my explanation of why I shouldn't take part in the customer service survey. 

It was a glorious moment of bridges being built.

It was all going so well

I was having a good day yesterday. I even rocked it at the gym (making up for Monday's disaster) by doing 3k on the treadmill. Then came the evening when I had to watch 'Mamma Mia' and a road diversion that took me miles extra. By the time I got home even our slow coach of a toaster pissed me off.

I'm over it now. But 'Mamma Mia' next time I see even your titles, I shall be walking out. I despise thee.

Four for four! It's like the days of NC!

The trick is to keep the momentum going.

I'll start this post by saying it probably won't be the most profound/funny/interesting, I just wanted to keep going.

So what waffle to fill it with?

1. I am flipping well tired. I need to be more strict with myself about getting to bed. Ridiculous o'clock is too late for me to go to bed, especially when my alarm goes at quarter past silly. I was so good in Singapore. I'd even miss prime time Oprah to go to bed, yet I got up at a similar time to now.

2. I was supposed to work after my last class came left today. I didn't. Instead I talked with another teacher which was definitely less productive. Useful in its own way I suppose.

3. Had the last batch of burgers tonight for dinner. Upon reflection they look best and indeed homeliest (yes, I made up that word) when raw. Another damning indictment upon my actual cooking skills I think. Although I don't think the taste was impaired in any way.

4. You should iPlay the programme 'Disco Babes' from the other night. Hil-ar-i-ous!

Alright, I think that's me.

Three for three

That never happens any more!

I'm watching the Brits by the fire pretending to 'work'. And by work I of course mean I'm dossing on tinternet and eating cinnamon lozengers. 

I would consider myself pretty mainstream but watching this has made me realise how much I'm not (and I don't say that to make me sound and cool and alternative. Clearly, I'm just about to make the move to Radio 2. Which means, by my calculation, Radio 4 is only ten years off. Oh boy.) Katy Perry got an award right at the start and I swear I'd never seen her before in my life. Kings of Leon are just off and I wouldn't be able to pick them out of an identity parade. And that's after having seen them.

My other thoughts on the 'British Music Industry Awards of the Year'.

-U2. Hate that song, beginning to dislike them too. Maybe they've always come across as arrogant and I just haven't noticed.

-Natalia Imbruglia. Seriously?

-How small is Jamie Cullum? He made Jamie Oliver look tall.

-Paul Weller? Is this a joke?

-How old is Duffy? Is it just me or does she look old? Oh my, she's only 24!! I feel bad now.

-Kings of Leon again. Maybe I will recognise them if this keeps up? Is it wrong to be suspicious when a big international star/band are there and win stuff? Same at the BAFTAs and the like.

-I'd like to have been a fly on the wall where they decided on Take That's performance.

As much as I'd like to continue this for the next hour, I really do have work to be doing. David Hasselhoff may have pushed me over the edge. Plus the cat needs letting in.

I am wonderful

I really like this song at the moment and I much prefer this video to the actual one where he's running so I thought I'd share it with you.