Free Beer

Had a work night out last night, to celebrate the succesful completion, delivery and release of a couple of high profile projects.

They had a free bar from 17:30 to 22:00, plus snacks, so I thought it would be worth attending.

I had a parents evening for Samwise (his teacher said that he's working well at school, and is starting to get a bit cheeky), and had to pick Frodo up from his first session at a new After School club for kids with Special Needs (which he enjoyed), so I didn't get there until 19:15.

Managed to make up for lost time all the same. Had a good night drinking, munching and gossiping - those of us who were left when the bar was closing all threw in a fiver each, to tip the barman. Rolled into a black cab with dodgy suspension and bounced all the way home.

Red Nose Day

Watched the celebrity team struggle up Kilimanjaro last night, which inspired me to get off my backside and drive to Sainsbury's to spend a few quid on a red nose for each of us, plus one for the car.

Watching the main event tonight and after a few laughs, and a few tears, I bunged off our main donation. Pleased to see that last years record total was broken just after I did this.

World Book Day

It was World Book Day on Thursday. The boys school asked all of the children to come in dressed as their favourite book characters. It was quite a sight seeing all of the kids, and the teachers arrive in fancy dress. Our two both went as Dirty Bertie.




They got a WBD book voucher each entitling them to a quid off a new book each. Went out to Borders today and bought two more Dirty Bertie books and a two about a new character for us Zac Power - a boy Secret Agent / Rock Star. We read the first chapter of "Poison Island" tonight, which ended with Zac jumping out of an aeroplane.

For Those About To Rock

On Saturday, we dropped the boys at their Grandma's and headed off to Nottingham for an old friends 40th Birthday bash, which was also a bit of a Wolves Poly Rock Soc re-union.
We had a splendid time, swapping stories, catching up, tattoo admiration, "where did your hair go?", "where did your hair come from?", sinking bevvies, boogie and bacon butties. Pushed the boat out and sank it again.

Break Step

On day 4 I got so brassed off with the reset button on the pedometer constantly resetting my step count that I ripped off the button. After this, about half a day later the pedometer missed so many step counts that I gave up on the cheap, promotional piece of junk. I'm still going to carry on the walking though. Hiked out to Zavvi's today and picked up a pile of CD's in their "everything must go" closing down sale.