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Tuesday, February 18, 2003
Continuing in the whole referring to other people's blogs, but onto a different topic, Helen said

Only in England...

"They cheered, shouted, sounded horns and banged drums, waving signs with slogans 'No War On Iraq' and 'Make Tea, Not War'."


I thought I'd join in with the fact that I liked the banner "Tony Blair is really annoying." That's almost Rimmer worthy i.e. Polymorph:


"Let's get tough, the time for talking is over. Call it extreme if you like, but I propose we hit it hard, and hit it fast, with a major, and I mean MAJOR leaflet campaign. And while it's reeling from that, we follow up with a whist drive, a car boot sale, some street theatre, and possibly even some benefit concerts. Okay? Now if that's not enough, I'm sorry, but it's time for the T-shirts. "Mutants Out!" "Chameleonic Lifeforms? No Thanks!" And if that's not enough, well I really don't know what will be."


Okay, maybe the whole quote wasn't strictly necessary, but I like it.

So, have I done anything exciting lately? Well actually went out yesterday with Helen and some friends from church to see Dirty Carpet in The Shed. Dirty Carpet is the band that two of my friends are in (Mary, as in person I've roped into helping with Kids Clubs and Jim her hubbie). The Shed is a bar in town. I hadn't actually heard the band play before as I was at the Stargate convention last time, yes, I know what kind of friend am I? I'm so sad that I go to a convention instead of to my friend's gig at her own birthday party. To be fair to me I had bought and paid for the ticket long before she invited me to her birthday thing. I didn't know it was her birthday back then. Hmm, that sounds even worse doesn't it? I don't even know when my friend's birthdays are. Anyway, last night saw them for the first tie, they're pretty good, they play mostly covers, but they played well. The band after them was thrash metal, so it was just kind of loud. We went downstairs during that and didn't stay particularly late, didn't hear the 3rd band.

Yesterday was really hectic at Work not sure why, just loads of people and all needing quite in depth help. Plus a couple of teenagers that were in early in the afternoon using the computers (they hastened to inform us that they were not skiving but that one was ill and one was suspended) decided it'd be amusing to tape the outer doors shut by taping the handles together, it was only when a member of the public tried to leave that we discovered they'd done this and someone had to cut the tape off by reaching through the gap. We could have gone out the fire exit and round, but it's inconvenient obviously. I had heard them laughing out there when they left, now I know why. Honestly, tut.

Right, going now, time to swim in half an hour, I'm going 3 times a week now, see, aren't I a good girl. Helen seems to think that there's something wrong with my fitness logic though, i.e. I do 20 or so lengths in the pool 3 times a week and then eat loads of chocolate or whatever. I don't see the problem. I'm sure I'm not eating any more junk food than I did before, so at least I'm getting some exercise which must balance it slightly.

Right, going now then.

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