Is there anyone on the ‘net that doesn’t have a gmail account?! I logged on to mine to find that I have 50, yes 50, invitations to give away…. sheesh!
Oh, and if you want one let me know 
I bought 16 kilo’s of bacon in the weekend – that’s over 35 lb !
I like bacon 
5th December 1999.
That’s a long time ago in the world of digital photography, and life. This is from a trip I took to New York with a colleague of mine Jamie Sessions purely because we looked at each other at work and said “we have too much leave owing – where can we go?” Jamie had a mate who lived in Summit, New Jersey so a couple of cheap trans-atlantic flights later and it was the boys in New York for a week.
The thing about looking back through the photos of that trip (taken with my first digital camera a Nikon Coolpix 700) was that two things have been taken from us. As everybody knows the Twin Towers were destroyed on September 11th 2001 and sadly Jamie was killed last year.
Pictures are funny like that……..
Jamie’s in the extended entry:
Update: It seems that the case of Jamie’s death has gone to court recently and the guy will be sentenced soon.
A painfully funny thing happened while playing golf yesterday.
I was about two thirds of the way around the course and was driving along in the buggy eating a banana when I bit down on something crunchy. My first thought was that I hadn’t got all the peel off – that was until the pain hit!
A wasp had flown into my mouth and, as I bit him, he stung me on the very end of my tongue!!! Luckily it didn’t swell up to much but damn it hurt! and really put me off my already rubbish game for three holes.
There are few good things about being woken up at 05:45 by a two year old – this would be one of them.
I’m back from Sydney and a bloody hard week it was too! Luckily Vic had planned on taking Max out early this morning to the Martinborough fair so after waking up at six to play with Max for a while I got to sleep in until 09:30!! Yay!! Even then I only got woken up by the guy from over the road needing to borrow some milk (bless him )
There’s nothing worse than a snotty doctor’s receptionist who insists you tell her what is wrong in a room full of other patients. I know we all have experienced this, and I love the way this old guy handled it.
An 86 year old man walked into a crowded doctor’s office. As he approached the desk, the receptionist said,
“Yes sir, what are you seeing the doctor for today?
“There’s something wrong with my penis,” he replied.
The receptionist became irritated and said, “You shouldn’t come into a crowded office and say things like that.”
“Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you,” he said.
The receptionist, “You’ve obviously caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the doctor in private.”
The man walked out, waited several minutes and then re-entered.
The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, “Yes?”
“There’s something wrong with my ear,” he stated.
The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he had taken her advice.
“And what is wrong with your ear, Sir?” “I can’t piss out of it,” the man replied. The doctor’s office erupted in laughter.
