Archive for July, 2009

Following on from my recent post: from london, with love. Passive aggressive notes seem to be my thing at the moment (another appeared on the communal noticeboard in my block of flats but I’m saving that for another time).
On Monday, I went down to Poole with The Mechanic and two of his sisters. We were [...]


My contempt for the NHS is well-documented here and it seems to grow with every interaction that ill health forces me to have with it.
The incompetence over my cervical cancer scare was astonishing.
When I moved from Little Place to Clapham at the start of this year, I hoped that the move to a new practice [...]


…You can find me sitting on a hot water bottle in stupid pain and a cursed inability to wee.
Impeccable timing.


Passive aggressive notes are not limited to my old PR Agency, it appears.
This note has appeared on the big noticeboard in the communal hallway by the main door to my Clapham Common apartment block:

It isn’t me. I like the attention to detail in the addeed smiley face and cigarette butt drawings.


As you know, I am moving into my new flat towards the end of August. As an internet junkie, I will be hooking up to some ISP of some sort. I gather that there is a BT line installed (although obviously not connected yet).
As a rule I am not a downloader of music or films. [...]


Feeling a little gripey again today. Stupid little things are getting on top of me. I know it is because of Other Stuff and even the smallest issue can look like a mountain to climb (no, hurdle) when there are other forces at play. It doesn’t make it any easier though. Water and ducks’ backs [...]


It’s just one thing after another at the moment, whether it be family war, the court case from hell, financial woes or health bollocks.
Today started at 5am.I got to work early and finished late and my lunchbreak was spent hunched over my laptop, slurping soup from a plastic spoon.
Today I spent two hours sat on [...]


HA! NCE! HA HA HAAAAA!!!!!!


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Conversation excerpt:
Rock PR: With a bottle of pinot too, presumably!
Soupy: no.  i have a G&T. and corned beef
Rock PR: Nice. Errrr Class!
Soupy: Corned beef is underrated
and it is the only food i have in the house
apart from half a tin of beans, some utterly butterly and a bag of brown rice
oh and cuppa soup
Rock PR: [...]