Today I became an auntie for the third time to another beautiful baby girl.
What?
I can't count that?
I didn't do any work? Well true. I slept through it apparently. But that doesn't stop me being an auntie again. And having got the hang of getting small t shirts over disproportionately sized heads I am much less intimidated this time around. That, and the fact I am now an expert poo avoider.
Ok, so I can't count that.
Erm... I crunched some numbers for the boss.
And.
Um
Well now I am off to see if I can help the Letchworth Boo club win a pub quiz.
The day isn't over yet!!!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Things I achieved today
Monday, November 26, 2007
Christmas

Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Humpbacks
What is so terrible is that although we saw 8 mother and calf pairs that day, humpback numbers are not even a tenth of their former levels, certainly we can't afford to begin to decimate the population again. What is the point in universities such as Macquarie spending money researching how to protect the whales while another nation merrily murders each beast that they spend hours identifying and tracking?
If you agree that Japan has a responsibility to continue to hold off hunting whales, please vocalise it. They truly are astounding animals.

Saturday, November 17, 2007
Spending money like water?
Radio silence, PC silence
For anyone (Katy) who has spotted the irregularity of blog posts of late, I have a good excuse.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Charity?
Never let it be said I am not a charitable soul... But I can't let this evenings TV go unmentioned.
I can't help thinking that if the "stars" who appeared on children in need just donated some money, rather than their time, we would be saved an evening of bad telly.
I am more than happy to go without bbc1 for the evening, and the radio stuff wasn't too bad. But fat men dressed in womens clothing, greying men holding up a cheque in their best grey suit, the most activity community centres see all year? Urgh.
And the children in need "special" QI on bbc2 tonight. Painful. QI is a comedy programme. But somehow when children in need gets its hands on it its just crude and unfunny.
All in all I think I shall just go to bed and leave darling Terry to it.
