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Cold Feet!

16 November, 2009

I bought some new plain black leather shoes a few months ago. They are quite simple, nothing fancy, just something to wear for work. They were fairly inexpensive as I bought them in a sale and I put them in the bottom of my wardrobe (closet) and forgot all about them.

This morning, as it’s the first time I’ve dressed smartly for work. I’ve been wearing jeans for the past few weeks due to the construction work going on in my new offices which has now all but been completed.

I decided I’d wear the new shoes this morning as I’ve dressed all in sombre black; black shoes, black socks, black trousers, black and white striped shirt and a black v-neck pullover.

Valentine Dyall would have been proud!

I set off to work this morning in the rain and towards the end of my journey parked up in my usual park and ride spot. As I was walking across the soaked car park towards my tram stop to finish the last leg of my journey to my office, I began to realise that the new shoes must have leather soles as they immediately became very cold and felt very damp and clammy.

Next time I buy a apair of shoes, I’ll ensure I buy a pair with synthetic soles or at least remember to get them rubber soled before wearing them in the cold and wet!



Happy Birthday Russell!

14 November, 2009


Happy Birthday to Russell Tovey who celebrates his 28th birthday today! All together now….”Happy Birthday to you…”

Poor Lampard

13 November, 2009

So Chelsea are to sue the FA for £900,000 after Frank Lampard picked up an injury during a cramped seven-hour flight to Doha.


Lampard has been forced to return home and will now miss Saturday’s friendly against Brazil in the Middle East.

And the Blues are blaming the erstwhile FA for skimping on an economy flight, forcing the England team to spend the long-haul journey on a charter plane designed for short-haul flights only.

Fabio Capello’s pampered Premier League footballers are more used to flat beds for long journeys and were shocked to find they had to put up with seats that barely reclined.

But poor Lampard, who strained his thigh after bursting into a sprint in training, was not the only one to suffer and other players complained of cramps and muscle pains on their arrival in Doha.

I feel so sorry for these guys being forced to travel like mere mortals and I make no apologies for using a photo of him shirtless. It’s my blog afterall!

The most asked questions in Google “Why”

13 November, 2009

The most asked questions in Google if you type “Why”

Google Whyinspired by Milo & Ryan

Work:The Whole Story

13 November, 2009

My regular readers will remember that approx a year ago I left my old job of 5 years to move onto pastures new.

It turned out to be one of the worst decisions of my adult life. Don’t get me wrong, the company I now work for is great, as a whole. The office that I went to work for was terrible. Among the things wrong with it were that I was lied to in my interview about the amount of travelling I’d be required to do and many other small and petty things that when combined made life there unbearable.

After 9 months I was stressed and sick, both mentally and physically. A trip to the doctor confirmed this and I was told to take some time off and given a sick note.

After 4 weeks I had a home visit from the very person who contributed the most to my stress, which really didn’t help

4 weeks after the home visit I returned to work expecting to get the cold shoulder and maybe even face a dressing down. What happened in reality was a complete suprise. I had a meeting with my regional manager who told me he knew I wasn’t happy and that he realised that the job I was doing wasn’t what I was supposed to be doing.

He then offered me another job with a different division closer to home and for more money, it also involved me taking charge of my own branch.

I was stunned, flabbergasted and shocked.

I accepted on the spot and here I am a few weeks later having the time of my life, loving every minute of it as I’m back in my comfort zone of teaching to adults in a classroom setting and managing my own branch.

It’s pure heaven. So that’s me all sorted and that’s you all up to date with what’s happening to me.

Straight boys can dance…

12 November, 2009

It’s so nice when straight boys are so comfortable with their own sexuality that they can produce something like this without reverting to campness!

Me Abercrombie Boy

9 November, 2009

While I’m waiting for my pc to be repaired so that I can share my holiday snaps with you, I thought I’d share an amusing incident that occurred in the Abercrombie & Fitch store in Las Vegas.

“The Beloved” was in the changing room trying on some clothes and I was hanging about waiting for him to finish and come back out. While I waited I was absently fiddling with a display of T-shirts when a rather attractive young man approached me carrying a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.

He smiled sweetly at me, handed me the pair of jeans, then asked me if I had them in his size and could he try the sweatshirt on.

Being slightly confused as I’d been day dreaming I was too embarrassed to tell him I wasn’t staff, so I pointed him in the direction of the changing rooms.

As soon as he was out of sight I found an assistant, explained what had happened and what the young man had requested.

The assistant found the incident very amusing and trotted off to find the correct size jeans for the young man.

I found the whole incident quite an ego boost and I realised why he’d made the mistake. Whilst I’d been fiddling with the t-shirt display I’d been absently folding t-shirts and tidying up the display. That and the fact I was wearing an Abercrombie T-shirt like a member of staff.

The reason I found it an ego boost, well have you seen the calibre of men that Abercrombie employ in their stores?