Coo – A couple of days go by without a blog entry, and I’m surprised to find that people appear to be relying on my entries as proof of my day-to-day existence! I receive a few emails and smses from colleagues and friends wondering ‘what’s happened to you?’ and ‘where are you?’ – blimey!
Up fairly early as I have a long day today – travelling down to London for an overnighter. It is, by happy coincidence (as these things often are!) also LONAP‘s 10th Birthday Party this evening too, at The Old Bank of England on Fleet Street.
The train journey is uneventful, and I’m sure the 3G service that I use (O2) is getting worse. I manage to sustain a connection for a few minutes, but the signal is so shonky that by the time I’m at Chesterfield it’s gone. I can’t even connect up directly on my phone. Crap. So, I spend most of the journey guiding Birmingham City through the mires of a underachieving Premiership season in Football Manager 2008. I wonder how long it’ll be before the board get sick of me and give me the boot?
The afternoon meeting I have scheduled with our datacentre account manager is pushed back until tomorrow, which is both a blessing and a pain – but it gives me some time to catch up with work, before heading across the city to Temple station for this ‘do’.
Picked up our ‘Navigo‘ sat nav units from the Citylink depot this morning. From there we went on what appears to becoming a weekly sabbatical to Meadowhall. We went under the guise of buying Emma a necklace, but ended up – of course – returning with full bellies from La Tasca, and more toys. Specifically, the Guitar Hero III game that I said only 6 days ago that I’d not buy.
One highlight of our time around an exceptionally busy Meadowhall was Aimee walking around the centre, holding my hand. She’s becoming more and more reluctant to idly sit in her pram, and likes to walk around holding our hands. I was as chuffed as hell walking down the busy covered ‘streets’ of Meadowhall, holding Aimee’s hand whilst she giggled madly, walking properly, like a little girl. We pick up a waking ‘harness’ for her from Mothercare, we’ll see what she’s like in it in the coming days. It’s amazing – every day that passes, she becomes more a little girl, and less a toddler. I can’t believe she’s only sixteen months old.
So, last night, my blog entry was referring to how I thought my cold was dying off. Well, that was a complete non-starter. Woke up at about half-one this morning with extremely uncomfortable stomach pains and an uncontrollable urge to visit the toilet NOW. A few hours of very broken sleep and three toilet trips later and the sun was coming up. Not good at all.
There’s no way I’d be any use at work, so I call in sick and spend the day alternating between the sofa and the loo. It looks like the illness I’ve been experiencing could well be this Norovirus thing that’s been going around recently.
Regarding the entry the other day – Bad Brother – I read with great interest that the 19 year old “entrepreneur” contestant Liam Young has actually told a few teeny-tiny little porky pies about his allegedly booming business. Namely that…well…there isn’t one. Not really. He’s hired a mailing address and bought some shared webhosting. Sure, he’s registered his company name with Companies House – and, bless, his mum is Company Secretary – but he appears to be living in cloud-cuckoo-land with respect to his claims of being an internet business magnate!