Late nights and early mornings ……


   These late night and early mornings are beginning to disagree with me somewhat. In my youth (if I can remember that far back) I would have thought nothing of getting to bed at 12:30 and up again at 06:30. Now it is a little different. I suppose one late night that a week is reasonable, but three in a row … I struggle.

   Youngest been great again. No problems at all tonight. It’s difficult to get your head around the difference he can be. He can be like two different people sometimes. May have spoke too soon. He sounds like he may be going off a bit.

   Work went quite well today. Had enough to keep me going, but not too much. I succumb to temptation this morning though. I’d had a large bowl of cornflakes at around 07:00, but by 08:30, I was getting hungry. So I thought a bacon butty was in order. I know I should not, and I should have had some fruit, but…

   I was right about the youngest. He is kicking off a bit. He was fine 10 minutes ago, and now he is not. I think it was getting him to shut his computer down. I don’t think he was quite ready. I’m convinced too, that when we tell him to stop, it just makes him worse.

   Nipped into ‘Chat’ for a few minutes, but I do not seem to be bothered about it now. I can remember when I used to sign in every night, sometimes into the very early hours. It is not the same now though. Many of the people I used to chat to no longer use the site, and those that do are very predictable. (Youngest seems to have calmed down now … fingers crossed) There are just one or two, that I still like on there. What I mean by like, I suppose, is that they don’t bore me. Mind you, people on ‘Chat’ take on a different persona, to what they are when on MSN Messenger or even when on facebook. I suppose on ‘Chat’ you are anonymous, so you can be whatever or whoever you want to be.

   I’m thinking of getting a new page on MySpace. I want to give it a try again, as I have heard it has had a bit of a makeover, and the speed has got better. I’m not convinced yet about MySpace. It does seem to very American, whereas facebook, whilst it is obviously American, has a massive English contingent.

   Right, I think I have moaned on long enough now.

And yet another day…….


It did not start well. The youngest lad up at 4:30am. He was in and out of our room for his ‘cuddles’ about every half hour. I reset the alarm clock for 7:00am, thinking I would be off at just after 7:40am. However, I had not banked on the frost. To make matters worse, the ‘de-icer’, that was a good price is a bit rubbish. The spray is so fine, that it just does nothing at all. So it took 20 minutes to get the car into a sufficiently safe state to drive. I was a little worried that I was low on juice, but the light was not on, so no problems. As soon as I hit the motorway, on came the light. The petrol gauge was hovering just a fraction above empty. So with fingers crossed I got to work. Just had to worry about getting home now, but there are plenty of service stations on the way home.

I thought I had trashed my mobile tonight. I had tried to send a ‘flash’ movie file (.flv) by bluetooth, but it was taking such a long time, that I cancelled the transfer. After that, nothing on the phone would work. Literally nothing was working. A bit of panic was staring to set in as I had no idea what the problem was, or what I could do even. I tried everything I could think of, but as soon as the the phone started, it crashed. I then had a random thought, and changed the memory card for the older one. Hey presto, as if by magic, the damn thing worked as normal. I was able to then delete the offending file from the phone memory and then replace the memory again. Job done. So now I’m puzzled. Why should changing the memory card allow the phone to work again ? Is there a link between the internal phone memory and the card ? Do I really care ? I think not.

The catering department are selling ‘bacon n sausage’ butties tomorrow. They are a good price, cheaper than the van by about 60p. It all depends on whether they are a comparable size. They say the baps are ‘floured’ baps, so I hope they are not those dinner bun size. That would be a bit small. Never mind, I will give it a try once and report back.

Speaking of reporting back, I made a start on the biography today and as promised, I read chapter one. It has started very well, and I’m enjoying it already. A friend has read it and says it gets better as it progresses.