Poorly bunny

It's not often these days I come home sick - in fact havent had one day sick since I started working here but today I think my head might just explode and I can only put it down to the fact that I am a twat and cant find my prescription sunglasses.

I have spend a good couple of months trying to find them, even managed to go without on holiday by using contact lenses and wearing normal shades but today the squint has caused me to have a right nasty old headache.

A nasty enough headache to warrant us coming home again at 12 noon, and me sodding straight into the city to specsavers to order another two pairs if sunnies as I just cannot stand this any more.
So I am another £75 odd quid lighter and have two pairs due in the post in about a week which means I will have to spend the next few days surveying looking like a welder :P

Hello, Good Evening & Welcome.

That sounds quite posh for me doesn't it?
I'm sure given five mins and my current state that will soon change.

Ok so here we are... me a tadge tiddly (Simon's at scouts for the first time in ages) I've just finished the drawing of what we surveyed today down in Harwich... Not quite sure why the fuck we were right down there but as much as I would have loved to pop in and say hello to the Widged one on the way back, had a miserable grump of a Bob the chain man with me and in all fairness we didn't actually pass Harlow... hmmmm ok ?!?!?

So update....-
You are not sacked in the slightest, in fact I'm very impressed with the suggestions coming in reference the Simon person and what the bloody hell I can refer to him as.
Oddly I wont be using any of them, mainly because 'nibs' (oh come on, got to get one last one in before I announce the new one...) has asked if I can use the nickname which has in all fairness stuck quite well and quite descriptive too.... namely:

"Little legs"

So in true 'me' fashion - from now on I will refer to Simon as:
"Short & loud"
(buggered if I will be doing anything anyone wants! HA!)

Ok so the holiday..... was really fantastic. Yes, a small jaunt to Plymouth granted but I really did enjoy it with walks over Dartmoor - in fact even purchased a pair of PROPER walking boots for the efforts whilst there and also got to meet S&L's mum too... She is really nice bless her and you can certainly see where he gets a lot of his traits from :D
In all fairness the last proper holiday I had was to the Llama's all those years ago.... and to be able to have a proper week off type break was grand. Well worth the money spent.

I will at some point upload some photos, should anyone want to see them but be warned, no photos of me, just S&L, coastlines and lighthouses to be honest! But as with me, all very artistic lmao

OK what else?
Ahhh yes. Apologies to those who follow the trout via my space as I really have neglected it and have every intention to continue to if I am honest. As much as I like the anonymity of it all I really cant be arsed to check this that and the other when i do actually get online. Oh come on, at least i do have a job these days so don't sit on here moaning all the fucking time! You should be chuffed. I wont be deleting the account as like the Mr arse profile the blogs still stay intact and even I have a giggle and go read back some of the shit I have posted when bored - well why not!

Then there is the
"I've turned into a fat fucker since stopping smoking, how will we be dealing with that then?" OK maybe that might be a bit of an exaggeration -
How would I describe it? Hmmm honestly more of a "got a bit of chunk on the old thighs and arse" syndrome. I'm no skinny bint for sure but am nowhere near as fat as the fucking cousins from hell, which seem to keep appearing on bloody face book...all added under the restricted privacy group called "I think not" for some strange reason. Giving them access to pretty much fuck all information of I am honest.

The way forward is.... I have joined the local gym. Yes, tight arsed banks has started forking out 35 quid a month just to use a sodding swimming pool every day at 06:30 it seems.
Don't get me wrong, novelty hasn't worn off yet and I have been going quite well this week and fingers crossed wont kill myself by Friday...lol give me time though and considering i will be monitoring the progress via the Nintendo wii fit as well will keep you up to date as much as I can be bothered - which is quite good for me!

Lets just give you the initial starting weight as taken at the beginning of this week then will just take the piss out of my crap progress from here on in.
To get the gist of my weight -
normal ish standard weight - 9 3/4 stone dress size 12/14
weight after dad shite last year - 9 stone: dress size 10

weight before giving up fags - 9 1/4: dress size 10 but a tadge tight :P

weight after bunting up due to giving up fags, eating like a horse and enjoying S&L's cooking:

10 1/2 fucking stones. however these currently feel like bricks hence the joining the gym etc. I will get there and not smoking does help me actually swim without having a coughing fit - looking like I might just die, so certainly cant be bad.
Either way I am proud of my lacking in fags, short and loud is also proud as are the rest of my family. fucking right too if you ask me!

What the bloody hell happened there?

A couple of odd messy mad things transpired today....

One of which was the fact that there was 'supposed' to be no more work for me to do until I came back from Plymouth next week.
Not that I am complaining, as I certainly am not and in fact, the job in question is just a scoot round a site to produce a quote for a survey anyway and considering poor boss man is on crutches after his hip op and likely to be for some time how could I possibly say no?

So this morning was supposed to be just quickly sorting out yesterdays survey drawing, sending it to the boss to send on to the client and make him feel like he still has something to do... this ended up taking me until about 12:30 but did also include a shit load of PA work for the other half as well - including driving to the next village out to register him with the doctors!

Finally managed to complete drawing and was just about to email it and he rings me asking if I could go and do this site visit tomorrow... yeah, of course I can but trying to get said information of location has turned out to be a bit of a shite due to fax machine throwing a right royal hissy fit... all sorted now for 09:00 tomorrow... and daft dawg gets to come along too.


Then after a telephone conversation with big sister seems I have some more readers to the daftness blog :P
Hello! Welcome! but never take what you read here too seriously as I am after all... full of shit normally!


Other than that - the rest of today I have to myself and have every intention of fannying about with the veg in the garden in a moment, watering other stuff and coming back in to sit on ones arse ready for "him" to come home!

Nope, haven't thought of a name yet... and you lot are really no bloody help at all *sigh*

That's it, you're all sacked.....OK not really

See now this is the one and only nice thing about..... errrrr Chappie? No, that's a dog food... Better half? nope I don't like that either, hmmm OK for now... Simon being on ridiculous earlies (3 AM starts) is its now 8pm and he's already gone to bed which leaves me to sit here and write utter shite online whilst being attacked once again by the blue meanie puddy cat Nipper.

Now since no one has yet come up with anything as a replacement for 'his nibs' you are officially sacked, so ner.

Yeah yeah, I know. Just wanted to start on someone as its been a mental day.

Will sit back and shut up again now.

Answers on a postcard please.....

I am for once in a major quandary about 'his nibs' and its exactly that nickname that has caused the problem.

How long have I been calling him that?... forever it seems, however this now needs to change because... he doesn't like it :) which is actually fair enough!

The problem I am actually faced with now though is what the bloody hell do I refer to him as???
I am for once at a loss. He did suggest "other half" or other such things but they really don't hit the mark when describing ... well... him.

So that is your challenge dear reader, should you choose to accept it... come up with a suitable referral method of the chap in question and the winner might just get something amazing plop onto the door mat after the closing date... OK so may there is no prize but any help would certainly be appreciated!

Ok should I update on the other exciting things to happen in these neck of the woods? Hell I have a vodka so why not.

There is to be a slight name change from the original "arse towers" from now on due to Big sister and her aptly named "Horsely Hall" Evidently we are now residing in "Clements Castle" which obviously is much bigger and grander than a hall... *cough* My arse!

Then we have the work front. I have pretty much been working non stop these days which is actually fantastic. Boss man Brendan went in for his hip operation Thursday of last week and according to the proper boss (his wife Shirley) all went well and he's pretty much on the road to recovery and should be home again soon. All the more work for me to do then!

Then we have my amazing ability to tend to the vegetables growing in the greenhouse so far. After being a bit "gung hoe" and planting some stuff out when still to small of which are being savaged by something, not quite sure exactly what yet - keeping them in the greenhouse until a point there is just too much for the cannibalistic thing that lives under my shed to cope with.
On the plus side the list of stuff actually seeding is fantastic and at some poitn I will list them but we know how it will end... I wont and the only way you will know is from the photos of said stuff just at the point I will eat them! Oh well, better than chuff all eh?

Oh good news week! I am finally, for the first time in bloody years going on holiday! Granted it is a trip down to Plymouth (where errrrr hmmmmm *insert new nickname here* is from) of which one of the visits will be for me to meet his Mum of which I am really looking forward to, but it will be an opportunity to leave the mobile switched off, not be contactable and yes Not even have access to the web... I really can't wait! Photo's galore!

Then, finally, we have a frog update!!!
Over the past 2 weeks, my mother has pointed out 'she' has some frogs spawn in her pond, then I noticed that site I am currently surveying manholes, 'their' pond has some bloody frogs spawn in it too.... did mine have any? did it bollocks. I was starting to think that because I had only put it in this year it wasnt likely I would get any in there. Then today, whilst scalping the grass so as to have time to give the mower to my neighbour John for a service, I happened to glance over at the pond and YAY!!!! I am the proud owner of my own little spawn of frogs... well as such :)



I did have a quick scank about for the frogs again and you've guessed it... little fuckers are still in their holiday home up in the pipe near the house but hey at least I managed to get a better photo this time and they have figured where it is safer from the monsters of the garden these days... namely Tigger & Nipper!


Would just like to point out through all the daftness the mad black labrador is still going strong as ever with her silly 'lets keep your arthritic lump warm eh?' She also does seem to like the cats being here too, which is handy!

Nighty night all, time to join the three snorers in the other room :P

Right proud of the older sister me :P

Have a gander at the link for my big sister Sandy's exhibition in May. I for one am really impressed with her efforts and both myself and nibs will be attending one of the open days!

Oddly the link has been removed on 28/01/10 because my sister things I am a useless cunt.


Oh well, no more sister for me then... what a shame.

The ultimate "that'll teach me" I guess!

I would normally give this kind of irony a good laughing at but for once I really am suffering due to pretty much me being a mucky tart!

I am currently laid up in bed, after a day of supping on Co-codamol tabs whilst struggling like bollocks to survey and finally coming home to a VERY hot bath and hot water bottles and now sleep.

So the reason for the pain? Yep spent all day in bed yesterday, felt very guilty for not getting on with the stuff I was supposed to do and karma has now slapped ones butt big stylie... that will teach me :P