Towel Day

Today is Towel Day, celebrated by a few Douglas Adams fans. Were you one of them?

On another less literary related note I'm now a trained claims handler for an insurance firm. Work is good, but not what I want to do indefintely. I finished my training in the Baggage area of Travel claims which is people claiming for stuff they've lost or stolen whilst on holiday. It's not as interesting as it sounds?

Still not long to go before I can move on down to Bournemouth with my lovely! who is now safely in Port Macquarie. It's the start of the Gold Coast so she's probably going to learn to surf. I think today she's been wine tasting. It's alright for some!?

Needless to say I am missing her to a degree but It makes it easier knowing she's having fun. And I honestly can't say I mind her going away for 4 weeks. Some of my team at work were flabbergasted that I'd let her go. One of my Temp friends was more reasonable as he has spent some time on cruise ships away from his girlfriend for 4 month sorties. I don't know what all the fuss is about!

Beccy Leaves for Australia

So Beccy left today to go to Australia for 4 weeks. I left her at her house before she went to the airport to get on her flight. She's headed out there with her friend Rosie, who lives in Manchester. The rough travel schedule is as follows:

Date	Arriving	Method	Distance
	Setting off from Manchester		0
21/05	Heathrow	Plane	165
22/05	Kualar Lumpar	Plane	6,725
24/05	Sydney	Plane	10,828
25/05	Port Macquire	Greyhound Bus	11,023
28/05	Byron Bay	Greyhound Bus	11,219
30/05	Brisbane	Greyhound Bus	11,309
02/06	Cairns	Plane	12,169
08/06	Sydney	Plane	13,384
16/05	Kualar Lumpar	Plane	17,487
16/05	Heathrow	Plane	24,047
	Back to Manchester late on 16th		24,212

MY BIRTHDAY

It is my Birthday today. I awoke at my Auntie Sue's house as I had spent an evening there with my two cousins, Emily (12) and Lydia (9). Also my nephew Alex (9 months), Mel, Jonath, Lizzie, my Mum, Stuart and of course the lovely Beccy were in attendance. We had a delicious meal and a very subdued and relaxed evening on Saturday which culminated in going to bed. Today I opened my presents:

1. A montage of events of the past year in my life
2. Whisky
3. A bike rack
4. 2 bottles of Kronembourg Cru
5. 2 bottles of Kronembourg Blanc
6. 12 bottles of Grolsch
7. Jeans
8. A box of thorntons chocolates
9. A box of roses
10. A book; "The Tao of Physics" by Fritjof Capra
11. Various folding

We then had brunch and on to Blackpool Pleaure Beach. We played on the camel racers, then the automatic air gun, then we rode Valhalla which was a mistake so early on because I got drenched and I didn't have a coat. On then to the 2p slot machines. I didn't take part but the majority of the group got stuck in. What a con!

After those I won a small teddy on the Hook a Duck stand. Then the mini log flume. Next the Grand National, which is a very old and rickety ride and shakes your fillings from your teeth. We then played some arcade games and I won the racing games every time against Lizzie, which is Ironic as she has just got a speeding ticket.

Then we had to head home and we are going out to the Borough, which I believe I've mentioned before. Can't get too drunk coz I'm starting a new job tomorrow as a claims handler at a leading insurance firm.

My Nanna's Howse

So I went to my G'Parents house in the Lakes to take some pics of the house. I took my camera and tripod but I couldn't take the nice weather, in fact it was raining toward the end and I held an umbrella against the tripod stand. As I don't seem to be able to actually publish them on the web in a weblum (that's my word! hands off Gates), despite my best efforts, using some funky software called J Album I'll just add some of the better ones here. I tweaked one using Paint Shop Pro (now Corel, not Jasc) and turned it into a Painting - a - like.

Have a looky:

Politics Explained

A little boy goes up to his Dad and says "Dad, what is Politics?"

Dad says: "Well son, try and think of it this way. I'm the breadwinner so let's call me capitalism. Your mum, she's the Administrator of the money, so we'll call her the government. Now we're here to look after you, so we will call you the people. The Nanny, let's consider her the working class and your new baby brother, let's call him the future.

So the lad goes uo to bed and thinks about his Dad's analogy. Later that night he awakes to here his baby brother crying, so the dutiful lad goes in and finds he has filled his nappy. The big brother heads for his parents room to find his Mum sleeping on her own and so decided not to wake her.

He trots to the Nanny's room. The door is locked, so he peeks through the keyhole to find his Dad in bed with the Nanny so he gives up and goes back to bed.

Next morning the lad goes down to breakfast and his father says, "Well son, do you think you know what Politics is all about now?"

The little boy says, "Well while capitalism is screwing the working class, the government is sound asleep, the people are being ignored and the future is in deep shit."