I am feeling a tad victimized, several members of the female species at work have taken to comparing one or two of my expensive shirts to tablecloths and a quilt, of course I am mortified, especially when you consider I spent good money on these shirts, there is a gang of 4 that seem to be leading on this, they have now introduced 'shirt watch' amongst themselves and have taken to emailing each other when they discover which shirt I am wearing, and they copy me into these emails, today we reached a nadir....the 4 have offered to take me shopping and help me select new shirts, now I have been shopping with women before, particularly a certain kiwi (who is possibly the most difficult woman I have ever come across with regard to shopping) and the thought of going with 4 of them at once is too terrifying to consider (shopping that is), so I have politely declined the offer. They are now threatening to kidnap me and force me, and they have come up with the wheeze of a shirt designing contest, with the top design being worn by me at our end of year party, it ain't happening, trust me!

Also had a diversity questionaire to complete yesterday, I wont mention who sent it to me because to single out my local fire brigade would frankly be wrong..... now the questions were a scream, had us in stitches at work, one of the best questions was how many of our staff are LGBT? apparently LBGT means Lesbian Bisexual Gay Transperson, now I have come across one or two lesbians (i was her experiment) bisexual (see previous answer) and gay (I seemed to attract them in my younger days I am told)members of society but I was confused by Transpersons..... it turns out that is the new name for transexuals.... firstly i blamed Mayor Ken, but then I thought, hang on there is a government department that collects statistics, The Office of National Statistics, so its their fault I wasted half a day collating this info, how do I know about the Office of National Statistics? My big brother works for them, so therefore it his fault.......

Yours in Astonishment
PS Isn't Friends Reunited great? :)
PPS I would also like to point out that I have never been propositioned by a transperson, as far as I am aware.....now where is my green pen?

Get in there!!!!!
Its win win all the way today as far as I am concerned! Charlton came back from 2-0 at half time to win 3-2 at the Valley this afternoon! I was providing live match updates to BRFM, my broadcast assistant and I (haha behave Ms White!) were coming up with dodgy cliches for my reports, I think the phrase 'Charlton are going at it like a rabid dog on heat' was by far the best! Next weeks it Crystal Palarse at Sellout Park, another great chance to annoy Perma Tan Man Simon Jordan, The Charlton fans were warming up very nicely for that one!
Right I am off bath and an evening of celebrating in the best possible way!
Yours in Anticipation

I went to the Museum of Childhood this afternoon, was hoping to see lots of stuff I recall, but came away disappointed, cant help thinking the layout is wrong, it would be great if it was spit into era's, rather than the way it has been done, the coffee was good, thats always important for me, but the place was full of kids!!! noisy little sods.

Sorry its been a bit quiet on here, have been busy but not posting on here those movements!!!
I have a friend, a very good friend, female and I am not romantically involved with her (thought it best to get that bit out of the way) she does something very strange, you see every time we chat she seems to be in the bath, the other night she was in a marvelously echo filled bathroom in one of Londons best hotels, does anybody else have this habit of making calls from the bath? i did call Julz once on my mobile in the loo, she was not impressed!

Aliens are abducting men with large sex organs. You should be safe. I'm just writing this post to say goodbye.

I have noticed that as I have hit middle age, I do enjoy a good moan, in fact I seem to be actively seeking shoddy service to complain about, take last Friday on the way to Wales, our second stop was at Leigh Delamare on the M4, now we had 4 thirsty kids and two tea seeking missiles (myself and Stephen) so we purchased 4 fizzy drink and two cups of tea, £15.55!!!! I looked at the poor hapless guy on the checkout and then began to berate him about what a rip off it was and that in my younger days it was never that expensive. Of course I duly handed over the cash and shuffled on mumbling to myself.
I have been sitting at home looking forward to my son starting at his new school, not because I think he will develop into a well rounded citizen, oh not me, I am already at an advanced stage of planning for moaning at the head teacher, who I have seen at the open evening and was already sizeing him up for a future clash!! as for his head of year, am going to have some fun with him!!

I am also getting annoyed with Kevin Wheatley or whatever his name is, you remember Sgt Lewis form Morse? well he seems to be on every radio advert going at the moment, and his voice for some reason gets me annoyed, as soon as the git comes on the radio I turn over, the man is as dull as that other halfwit Nasser Hussain. As for James Allen, death would be a release for him!!!!

I must be getting old, the weekend and yesterday ripping out a fireplace have caught up with me and I have been sleeping all afternoon, young Dan has been at home instead of training with Kent, it was rained off, they sent me a text at 7am to tell me! so I have had Dan around all day, which was great when I woke up from a snooze as he made me a nice cup of tea.

Been sifting through photos of the weekend, 180 of em!!! there are some very good ones in there.

A flurry of emails has passed between myself and the ex of many years ago.... all very disconcerting for an old bugger like me. I did see her about 4 years ago when I worked at the museum, should have said hello but I am a coward!

Well we have just got back from a cracking weekend in Wales with a 4 kids!! was awesome fun, did you anyone see the big hold up on the M25 Friday? well we sat there for 6 hours!!! took nearly 11 hours to get there.

Had another message from the ex of 23 years ago.....gawd

Ok well it has taken 12 hours or so but I have finally opened the message..... your correspondent is now in a state of confusion....oh dear.... she just wanted to say hello and catch up, thats 23 years of catching up you realise, jesus wept that sounds an awful long time. So now I have to compose a reply......

Sorry for not posting in a while! been a tad busy...
We all remember our first real love, I am not talking about the poor lass you held hands a kissed in the school playground, no I mean the one that you fell for hook line and sinker, the one who made your heart skip a beat when you saw them, the one you loved so much it put you off your food, and the one that broke your heart into tiny pieces, do you get the picture? well i had my big first was when I was 21 ish and by god did i fall..... she shall remain nameless, well I have not spoken to her since 1984!!!! thats 23 years with no contact, so I get home from cricket practice and there in my inbox is a message from friends reunited, and its from her!!!! as yet I have been very cowardly and not opened it..... I am 44 for gods sake! why dont I just open it... answers on a postcard please!!!

We are off to the Brecons in the morning, for a weekend of walking relaxing and maybe the odd drink here or there, cannot wait, and I have a whole week off work....bliss