Now, who are you again?

There is that moment when you bump into someone in the street, at a party or wherever, and you have no idea on earth who they are. But then to compound matters they seem adamant that they know you. So there you are, racking your brains, thinking who the hell is this, whilst trying (but mostly failing) not to look like a complete idiot.

Take it into cyberspace and you're playing scrabble with an apparent stranger for several weeks until one evening the penny drops and you realize they are not such a stranger after all. Ahhhhhhhh......

Ups and downs, bumps and bounces

Sometimes things seem to just go ok. You don't do anything in particular, you just plod along, keep at it and it all somehow comes together in the end. Then there are other times when, despite all your work, creativity and planning, the whole things goes splat. And then you have a room full of people staring at you, all of them thinking "I don't get it". Bugger.

It lives!

Well its a start at least but mother would be proud. Now where is my apron.....

A question of words

Is it good or bad when you need a dictionary to understand a book written in your own language? Does it mean you are extending your vocabulary at the same time as having a good read, that the writer likes to use words that the average person wouldn't understand in an attempt to sound more intelligent, or that you should have paid more attention to teachers who told you that your command of the English language needed some improvement?

Reflections on the week that was

Positives

Fruit picking and learning how to make sloe gin, getting into reading books again, spending time with my family, cutting down on drinking (despite the sloe gin - it takes months before it is ready I promise), cooking, ok starting to think about cooking.


Negatives

Not applying for a job that I really should have gone for, something thankfully forgotten making an unwelcome reappearance, getting lost in a city I've been living in for other 2 years.

And...
Listining to Dire Straits and quite enjoying it (not sure where that fits in the above).

Weird dreams

I'm surrounded by work colleagues (and random friends) as our director of marketing stands before a derelict building with a sledgehammer. I'm told off for talking and am made to carry a golden handbag. The marketing director then knocks one brick from the bottom of the building and the rest collapses. She then asks us one by one what our salaries are.

Black beauty 0 Me 1

It goes to a knock out decision, but there's only one winner in the end.

The end or just the beginning

But as with many things in life only time will tell.

Alternative career options: The confidence builder

Play scrabble against me and you are guaranteed to feel a super intelligent wordsmith... or your money back.

Sunday morning

Morning? What on earth are those...? The sun is shining and people are moving about. Maybe I should do these more often.

A world of intrigue, corruption, high politics and international diplomacy

Who would have thought that international trademark law and intellectual property rights could be so interesting? And its even worse (and ridiculous in equal measure) when you hear about the details. Now, when was I born again.....?