tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38356542011-04-22T02:07:56.763ZThe Big Man RestlessAs the title says, random thoughts of a restless big man...Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comBlogger1071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1098611614568587622004-10-24T09:46:00.000Z2004-10-24T09:53:34.566ZI'm getting more excited, and at the same time more nervous about the new Windypops club night. I'm slightly disappointed to be given the 8 to 9.30 slot on the opening night (will anyone be there then?) but if it is quiet at least I won't have a lot of people complaining if they don't like it. Of course it's a great shame that they'll miss out on my well planned 6 record run of absolute Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1098000641185568272004-10-17T08:07:00.000Z2004-10-17T08:11:49.936ZI really think a corner has been turned. Things are looking up - let us hope that these floating ideas become solid reality, although the fact that mere opportunities have cheered me up so much has to be a good sign. On Friday I came home to the idea / offer of a new club night starting of which I may be one of the DJs, I sent the organisers a set list of the sort of things I'd like to play, and Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1095702056813922452004-09-20T17:31:00.000Z2004-09-20T17:40:56.813ZI always said I would never been seen dead in a gym. Or alive. But now, I've done something I've never done before. I have purchased some sports gear, not for wearing at weird kit fetish nights, but for sporting use. Whatever next? Being lazy and easily bored I have still resisted joining a gym so I've gone for swimming. So off I went to buy some trunks and goggles (and nose clip - being a Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1095488947400354322004-09-18T06:17:00.000Z2004-09-18T06:29:07.400ZI have volunteered to attend an NHS Expert Patients programme. This is set up for people with chronic health conditions as a way to help them manage their lives better. For some reason it always slips my mind when faced with collections of "the public" how stupid a lot of them are. The first task to flummux some was arriving - the programme kicked off at 2pm and some wandered in at 3.30 . The Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1094974045913275502004-09-12T07:09:00.000Z2004-09-12T07:46:40.936ZAnyone who can recall my early blogs will know how I hate buses, especially the crappy service provided by the 225 in South-East London. However yesterday I was forced onto the damn things as I wanted to go to the record fair at Olympia and the District and Circle lines were shut because of engineering works.
Travelling in London by bus is actually one of the best ways to get to know the city. MyIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1094485879273725662004-09-06T15:49:00.000Z2004-09-06T15:51:19.273ZI needed to buy a new mobile phone. I never wanted one to begin with, but my
mother got a buy one get one free offer and I ended up with one. Now the
battery no longer holds it's charge, it conks out if I try to call someone
and it's useless if I needed to use it in an emergency.
I must have been asleep when the world decided that a mobile phone is not a
communications device for talking to Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1094379956637243632004-09-05T10:05:00.000Z2004-09-05T10:27:43.803ZI don't know what really caused it. Maybe it's a (hopefully premature) mid-life crisis. But for every Saturday in September I've decided to do something I've never done before. Last night I went to a sex club - The Hoist. I knew the only way I'd actually go to it and not talk myself into yet another Saturday night of looking at eBay for Brad Davis memorabilia was to go with someone else, so I am Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1094149534954918802004-09-02T18:24:00.000Z2004-09-02T18:25:34.953ZI had a call last night from Wendy at the Retro Bar saying a Paul Crosswanted to talk to me about a Robin Scott article. He'd done a internetsearch for Robin, turned up my blog and contacted me via the Retro Bar todiscuss, what with me being the worlds leading (/only) anal retentive M fan.I wish I could do more DJ-ing but as with all things, I get this paralysingfear that I'm actually crap at Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1082456998955968922004-04-20T10:29:00.000Z2004-04-20T10:33:57.060ZIf anyone was wondering...I've not died...just been busy living life rather than writing about it.
The work situation has not improved. I'm now dreading going in every morning. I know most people hate / dislike their jobs. They do get in the way of living after all.
I DJed at the Retro Bar's reopening which was great fun. I'd actually heard of some of the other DJs (i.e. The Readers Wifes) I Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1077095774509797092004-02-18T09:16:00.000Z2004-02-18T09:18:50.686ZThere is very little I hate more than people who go on and on about their jobs / work all the time, as if they have nothing else in their lives. Yet I have had an uprooting and started a new position on February 9th and it has been a huge culture shock to me. I was initially worried that I’d merely have things to do, which has not really happened before in any of my working life. I’d clearly Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1075629793475574112004-02-01T10:03:00.000Z2004-02-01T10:05:27.310ZMade my debut at the Retro Bar's regular Saturday night Swivel last night. I was very nervous before hand that I'd clear the place out but I adapted what I was going to play, and made it slightly more mainstream than I would have really liked, out went the Devo b-sides and in came the "Oh I remember this!" type things. It was also a shock that of course it not being a quiz night people were Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1074178308011188732004-01-15T14:51:00.000Z2004-01-15T14:53:39.030ZWent to a fantastic Human League night in Chalk Farm, organised by Sean from Blind Youth. I don’t think I’ve danced so much ever…I also fell madly in lust (as always seems to happen at these Human League things) but at least I’ve been walking around with a dopey grin on all week because of it…
I felt all inspired afterwards so I approached Wendy at the Retro Bar with the prospect of doing a Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1073647391883327232004-01-09T11:23:00.000Z2004-01-09T11:24:55.200ZMy plans to have a more exciting 2004 than 2003 seem to slow in getting off of the ground. After only a week back at work I am already feeling exhausted. Still it will not be for much longer thank goodness as I shall be moving on Feb 9th to pastures new. Being part of "Best Practice In Communication" doesn't half sound a load of bollocks. And probably is.
Lack of space at home means I am havingIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1073484918588896022004-01-07T14:15:00.000Z2004-01-07T14:16:59.513ZDismal Retro Bar quiz performance last night - 12 1/2 out of 20. But it was based on singles from 2003, which I think proved itself to be a very poor year singles-wise.
For the record here are my 10 favourite singles from 2003.
Human League - Love Me Madly?
Only available in the Benelux countries but it's my list and my rules so there.
Goldfrapp - Strict Machine
Their Black Cherry album wasIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1073120089248217552004-01-03T08:54:00.000Z2004-01-03T08:56:24.043ZAh well, another one gone...at least for me 2003 was much better than 2002 so I did not spend New Year's Eve being all maudlin. Well I did a bit, but not as much as usual. Went, inevitably, to the Retro Bar, which was fine, especially the free sweets. I still felt I failed to connect and actually be a part of it. All the false bonhomie grates after a while, although I did get a brief thrill from Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1066926809070811242003-10-23T16:33:00.000Z2003-10-23T16:33:28.806ZLyric of the day "You're the real thing...even better than the real thing" U2 "Even Better Than The Real Thing"
Went to see Karl Bartos last night at ULU. It was one of the best gigs I've ever been to. I did not arrange to meet anyone there but luckily bumped into quite a few people I knew from the Human League Secrets Online boards. They are such a friendly lot, it makes me feel a bit shameful Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1066292142201656582003-10-16T08:15:00.000Z2003-10-16T08:20:25.656ZLyric of the day “Things could be marvellous” – Lightning Seeds “Marvellous”
Finally made a triumphant return to being behind the decks at the Retro Bar, I did a fantastic (though I say so myself) second DIY DJ slot. Kim Phaggs one of the Readers Wifes was having his birthday do in there that night and afterwards he came up and said how much he’d enjoyed it which made me glow. I still get Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1063207202104211562003-09-10T15:20:00.000Z2003-09-10T15:20:21.873Z"OH. MY. GOD" - Vince "Queer as Folk"
Something happened to me last week that has never, ever, ever happened before. Stephen Eastwood & I went to hear Jake Arnott read extracts from his new book in Stoke Newington. This in itself was a trying experience, mainly due to the silly wankerish tendencies of most of the other people present. One ginger fag hag and her poofy friend in particular. "Do Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1063206532658998652003-09-10T15:08:00.000Z2003-09-10T15:08:52.646ZLyric of the day "Stay with us - we'll be right back" - Steinski & Mass Media "We'll Be Right Back"
Apologies from the break in transmission - like anyone cared probably.
Anyway - I know have exactly 100 M / Robin Scott items in my record CD collection. Isn't that marvellous? I'm sure you are all just dying to know what they are so here goes:
1. Woman From The Warm Grass (UK LP)
2. Woman From Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1061573511964808032003-08-22T17:31:00.000Z2003-08-22T17:31:51.883Z"I don't understand..." Depeche Mode "People Are People"
What is the point of Flash Mobbing? I don't get it. I could perhaps understand if it was some rag week lark but is the appeal to anyone over the age of a fresher at university? "Ah the point is it's pointless" claim the devotees.
Now the internet has provided the socially inept (such as myself) with many benefits. Des for one. Many greatIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1060417556667933132003-08-09T08:25:00.000Z2003-08-09T08:25:56.610ZLyric of the day "And the heat goes on" Talking Heads "Born Under Punches"
I so detest the summer. London is dirty, dusty and sweltering. The heat plays havoc with my diabetes, which has caused me no end of problems since we got back from Glasgow. Normally this would result in violent mood swings but generally things have been on an even, and positive keel. My favourite weather is drizzle Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1060025242756195152003-08-04T19:27:00.000Z2003-08-04T19:27:22.700ZLyric of the day "It's been a long time baby..." Dead Or Alive "It's Been A Long Time"
Blimey, only 17 years after Electric Cafe the new Kraftwerk album is here. After the very poor Tour De France 2003 single I was expecting the worst, so having not just decent but excellent new tracks like Vitamin and Elektro Kardiogramm almost makes the wait worthwhile. It's nice to have them back, though I doIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1059901764492666112003-08-03T09:09:00.000Z2003-08-03T09:09:24.496ZLyric of the day "Everything seems to be upside down" - Thomspon Twins "Day After Day"
Well not upside down exactly but I feel like I'm living in a villain's lair from the 60s Batman TV series at the moment. I just got some new glasses and my eyesight has changed slightly in my right eye. These new glasses make everything seem as if it's sliding away from me towards the right, which is very Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1059659875924619532003-07-31T13:57:00.000Z2003-07-31T13:57:55.893ZJust back from Glasgow – officially the home of the sexiest accent on Earth. It’s not often a shop assistant in Woolworth’s can turn me on just be asking me if I want a bag but Glasgow is not like any other place.
Initially I was very disappointed that Ollie from Geoffrey (Taylor) Kilts was apparently no longer working in the Sauchie Hall Street shop, and believe me I went in every day to check.Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-1058372714892086392003-07-16T16:25:00.000Z2003-07-16T16:25:14.826ZLyric of the day "I'm Coming Back" - The Human League "I'm Coming Back"
Went to the Retro Bar quiz for the first time in months and Wendy came over right away to say how nice it was to have me back. Sadly we didn't get the chance to talk and clear the air but progress is being made. My team won the big money and so next morning on Duckie News I was a "cunt" again and I just got fed up with the Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-959533472003-06-23T18:09:00.000Z2003-06-23T18:09:27.900ZLyric of the day "Rocking and shocking the whole dance floor" - Tom Tom Club "The Man With The 4-Way Hips"
Friday
Oh joy of joys – we had Des’ parents come to stay. Now I like them, they are terribly nice and kind people. I just find it near impossible to talk to them, as I’m not especially interested in Des’ father’s sister garden, Des’ sister or reminiscing about what fun Des’ ex was. Des’ Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-955967372003-06-12T17:15:00.000Z2003-06-12T17:16:52.000ZLyric of the day "All I ever wanted all I ever needed is here in my arms" - Depeche Mode "Enjoy The Silence"
Blimey - Xmas is coming in July this year. Not only are the Human League touring again but Kraftwerk are about to issue their first album since 1991. I won't believe it until I have the CD in my possession and then in my CD player but it gives me something to look forward to. My Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-955141902003-06-10T17:33:00.001Z2003-06-10T17:33:48.510ZLyric of the day "Money! That's what I want" - Barret Strong "Money"
I have done something today I swore (or hoped) I'd never ever do - I've applied for my first credit card. Money & me have never been close. As soon as I get some I have get rid of it as quickly as possible (usually to record shops). And saving is a totaly alien concept I've never got the hang of. There always seems to be too Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-955141882003-06-10T17:33:00.000Z2003-06-10T17:33:47.480ZLyric of the day "Money! That's what I want" - Barret Strong "Money"
I have done something today I swore (or hoped) I'd never ever do - I've applied for my first credit card. Money & me have never been close. As soon as I get some I have get rid of it as quickly as possible (usually to record shops). And saving is a totaly alien concept I've never got the hang of. There always seems to be too Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-948549872003-05-25T08:51:00.000Z2003-05-25T08:51:39.993ZLyric of the day "We're coming out / Out of our closets" - Lou Reed "Make Up"
So did the UK really garner nil points in the Eurovision Song Contest last night because of a political backlash against Tony Blair's decision to participate in the Iraqi war? Perhaps - but I think it has more to do with the UK entry being total crap, and not even in a "so bad it's good" way, it was just crap. Germany Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-932631362003-04-25T21:26:00.000Z2003-04-25T21:26:37.893ZLyric of the day "Is it true that I'm no longer young?" - Jefferson Airplane "Lather"
I've been messaged on gaydar by a 20 year old who finds me sexy. He likes older men. I've never seen myself as an "older man" but clearly it is time I did. But he wasn't born when Dare came out, he was born after Tom Baker had given up Doctor Who, he never knew life with only 3 television channels. It feels Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-931866962003-04-24T16:59:00.000Z2003-04-24T17:15:50.000ZLyric of the day "Through the walls I can hear them talk about / Someone who sounds a lot like me" Visage "What Have They Done?"
Paranoia.
This has not been a good day at all. I was asked in all innocence what time I was going to the launch party of the new club being run by Wendy from the Retro bar last night. I had no idea there was such an event. Never mind it'll only be "media types" I Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-931295552003-04-23T19:18:00.000Z2003-04-24T16:38:06.000ZLyric of the day "Your butt needs action, don't you agree" Modern Romance "Can You Move"
I'm ashamed. I have been acknowledged in a book written by an infamous UK right wing "journalist". You've probably never heard of him, which is lucky for you if you have an ounce of sanity. I did what I did under sufferance, I had no idea I would actually be named, by name, in it. Still thanks you homophobicIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-929923032003-04-21T17:23:00.000Z2003-04-21T17:23:55.746ZLyric of the day "Life is full of surprises" - Depeche Mode "Nothing"
No it isn't. Life is so predictible I could laugh if it wasn't so tragic. I sometimes feel the universe is a joke being played at my expense. I can be very self-important for someone so lacking in self-esteem.
I've now been a diabetic for a decade. The first thought that went through my head when my diagnosis was confirmed Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-924929162003-04-12T18:04:00.000Z2003-04-12T18:04:08.216ZLyric of the day "Did you miss me while I was away?" - Gary Glitter "Hello Hello I'm Back Again"
I don't know WHY I've been away either...things are going well - maybe that's why - nothing to moan about (apart from the post, buses etc) and some tosser on Ebay trying to rip me off by charging me £9 postage for the Hancock's Half Hour CD set! "But I have staff to pay!" he protested. Maybe he Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-916157212003-03-29T20:09:00.000Z2003-03-29T20:09:59.170ZLyric of the day "Everything's going my way" - ABC - Rolling Sevens
Well well well the good mood continues, and I nabbed 3 items on Ebay (2 Beatles bootlegs and the Sixth series of Hancock's Half Hour on CD) so I'm very pleased. In 40 minutes time I may be able to add the UK sheet music to Pop Muzik to my collection too. That's exciting isn't it? Got everything ready to roll for Tuesday's Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-914944942003-03-27T18:41:00.000Z2003-03-27T18:41:27.860ZLyric of the day "Nothing to do, nothing to say" - David Bowie "Sound & Vision"
A shameful performance at the Retro Bar quiz, and I don't mean our score. Poor Wendy, if only we'd known what pressure she was under I would have kept quiet. I'm totally ashamed. Good points : it was very entertaining and Hayley proved to be an excellent DJ - she even played my favourite pre-split Human League trackIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-912191892003-03-23T11:22:00.000Z2003-03-23T11:22:28.950ZLyric of the day "Sun, sun, sun - here it comes" The Beatles "Here Comes The Sun"
Ah - spring is in the air. Which is good. Time for 3 months of nice weather before it becomes summer and it gets too hot. Pah! And the BMR's recommended soundtrack for spring is the wonderful album by Junior Senior. The most up and funny album I've heard since the B52s stopped making new music and became a tragic Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-908178282003-03-16T21:19:00.000Z2003-03-16T21:19:38.280ZLyric of the day "Oh No. Not again" Rod Stewart "Infatuation"
Say no more on the lyric front. I feel on the edge of a DO situation again. I do hope not.
Went back to Essex to visit my family and see my new niece. Nice to look up some old friends too like Andrew and Dave who armed me with loads of DVDs. Thank you.
Spent Saturday brushing up on the quiz, which I changed AGAIN after a shoppingIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-906091242003-03-12T21:32:00.000Z2003-03-12T21:32:26.590ZLyric of the day "Crazy feelings that you get" - The Human League "I'm Coming Back".
Ah, back to the Retro Bar after 3 weeks away and another victory. I told Wendy that I had my 80s special quiz ready to roll, and she asked if I could put it on hold until after the money had gone as she didn't want to isolate the kids too much (?????). So we obliged her by winning the quiz and winning the moneyIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-903499502003-03-08T10:08:00.000Z2003-03-08T10:08:35.920ZSorry about this lyric of the day "I get knocked down but I get up again" - Chumbawamba "Tubthumping"
And how true it is...
And now the penultimate in an ongoing series:
Favourite 90s singles
1. Depeche Mode: Home
2. Duran Duran: Come Undone
3. Deee-Lite: Groove Is In The Heart
4. David Devant & His Spirit Wife: Radar
5. REM: Losing My Religion
6. Nirvana: All Apologies
7. Blur: Girls & Boys
Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-902520732003-03-06T18:53:00.000Z2003-03-06T18:53:55.326ZLyric of the day "I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?" - Beck "Loser".
I hate to say I told you so...but I did.
The crushing banality of the inevitable disappointment, and exactly the scenario I'd predicted would almost be laughable in some circumstances. Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-901976632003-03-05T21:59:00.000Z2003-03-05T21:59:32.606Z"A day's wait..." - Altered Images "A Day's Wait"
Well that's the interview over and done with. I only kicked myself a few times afterwards about what I could have said / should have said. Too late to fret about it now. I'll hear one way or another tomorrow. Really annoyingly I'm out of the office in the morning, and I just dread coming back in to see my other colleague grinning like the cat whoIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-901279012003-03-04T19:44:00.000Z2003-03-04T19:44:27.340Z"I see you shiver with antici....pation" - Rocky Horror Show "Sweet Transvesite"
Oh dear - I've got a job interview tomorrow and I've found out one of the other people going for the job (which would mean promotion) is one of my colleagues. I just know he'll get it. That the way things go - if there's a competition I never win it. (Pop Quizzes aside). I'm not a winner. I'm a perpetual second Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-897838672003-02-26T17:45:00.000Z2003-02-26T17:45:24.576Z"We're a happy family" - Ramones "We're A Happy Family"
For once in a while we are a happy family - a family that has grown with the arrival of my 3rd niece, born yesterday at 11.20 AM weighing 8lbs 1oz. I've heard disturbing rumours my sister wants to name her Anastasia. I suppose it can be easily shortened to Annie quite painlessly.
Talking of painlessly the foot seems to have been sorted Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-895468502003-02-22T11:20:00.000Z2003-02-22T11:20:12.076ZLyric of the day "Don't you get sick of feeling sick" - Voice Of The Beehive "Sorrow Floats" or "I've been laid so low for so long" - Tears For Fears "Tears Roll Down"
I've never known a cold like it, I've been laid up in bed coughing my guts up for over a week. Too ill to go out too ill to do anything much except watch TV.
Anyway after much delay - my favourite 80s singles.
1. Human League: Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-890487442003-02-13T20:05:00.000Z2003-02-13T20:05:01.016ZLyric of the day "My lucky number's two" - Lene Lovich "Lucky Number"
Something out of the ordinary at the Retro quiz on Tuesday, 40 songs and you had to say whether they got to number 1 or number 2. Luckily my wrath was spared by Lush not playing Shaddup You Face or Bright Eyes, the two most undeserved number 1's EVER, keeping, as they did, Vienna and Pop Muzik from the top spot. "This night's Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-887205692003-02-07T19:41:00.000Z2003-02-07T19:41:20.473ZLyric of the day "How come it took you so long?" - Human League - "Kiss The Future"
Oh dear, where did the week go?
Tuesday was good - won the Retro Bar quiz, and pocketed the cash prize. Much to the obvious delight of everyone else present. I think we should have won anyway for our wonderful team name : He Shot Me (It Felt Like A Kiss) which I don't think many (any?) people got the reference toIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-884827962003-02-03T18:16:00.000Z2003-02-03T18:16:13.160ZLyric of the day "There's a party in my mind - and I hope it never stops" - Talking Heads "Memories Can't Wait"
Birthday weekend. Sunday birthdays are always crap. No exciting post, very little to do. It all started so well though. Went to see the Rezillos with Mark & Colin, which was great if marred slightly by poor sound. They all looked great and had so much energy for a bunch of people who Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-883741262003-02-01T12:12:00.000Z2003-02-01T12:13:00.000ZLyric of the day "It's the 20th Century!" - John Foxx "20th Century"
Coming up with my 10 favourite 60s singles is difficult. I wasn't born until 1972, and not really aware of pop music until 1978. I don't have contemporary memories associated with these songs. Not like the 80s when boys I fancied at school are associated with The Smiths or Bronski Beat, or later relationships are associated Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-882193242003-01-29T18:51:00.000Z2003-01-29T18:51:51.563ZLyric of the day : "It was love, no matter what they say" - Scritti Politti "Brushed With Oil, Dusted With Powder"
Had a fantastic time at the Retro last night, the evening seemed to go down very well. Wendy said any other themed nights I wanted I could do, which was great. Of course my brain is now working over time on how to make an accessable Human League night, which I think I could just Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-881668372003-01-28T18:17:00.000Z2003-01-28T18:17:37.373ZLyric of the day "I am a DJ I am what I play" - David Bowie "DJ"
Off to the Retro Bar shortly for my special Bowie themed quiz night. I feel confident I've pitched it just right (for once), even those with no knowledge whatsoever of Bowie should get something out of it, and the really big fans will (hopefully) be pleased with the more anal questions. Being a Bowie expert will be no guarantee of Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-880505902003-01-26T16:32:00.000Z2003-01-26T16:32:31.536ZLyric of the day : "Nice legs, shame about the face" - The Monks "Nice Legs..."
Wore my kilt to work in celebration of Burns' Night. Lost count of the number of people who oogled my legs, asked me to do a twirl or paraded in to look at my knees. If a parade of men had done that to a woman, commenting "What nice legs! I'll tell all my colleagues to come and look." they would probably be sacked onIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-876762032003-01-19T11:21:00.000Z2003-01-19T11:21:01.206ZLyric of the day "I'm was running at the speed of life" - David Bowie "Secret Life Of Arabia"
Well well well, isn't broadband fun? Such speed, such wonderful MP3 transfers.
And may I say a HUGE thank you to Voice Of Buddha from the Human League Secrets Forum Website who read my blog an offered me a copy of Modern Romance "Adventures In Clubland" on CD. Thank you thank you thank you!Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-874942242003-01-15T21:00:00.000Z2003-01-15T21:00:21.580ZLyric of the day "We are the champions" - Queen "We are the Champions"
A 20 out of 20 victory at the Retro Bar Quiz, with a nail biting tie breaker that, for once, I won. As ever I picked the alcoholic prize which I'm sure my team mates appreciated even if I didn't.
Full steam ahead on me setting a Bowie quiz there at the end of the month, as long as I don't have to dress up like at the Bolan Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-873626312003-01-13T18:07:00.000Z2003-01-13T18:07:13.246ZLyric of the day “I can’t relate to you, I just can’t find a place to be near you” – Eurythmics “Never Gonna Cry Again”
10 Things I Observe That Have Been Popular Yet I Never Saw The Appeal
1. Dad’s Army
2. The Doors
3. alcohol
4. Big Brother
5. David Gray
6. Football (well I can see some of the appeal)
7. Star Trek
8. Mars Bars
9. Who Wants To Be A Millionaire
10. Morecombe & Wise
One band Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-872708542003-01-11T18:25:00.000Z2003-01-11T18:26:53.000ZLyric of the day "Ouch!" - The Rutles "Ouch!"
I have an ingrowing toenail - I never realised such a small thing could be so bloody painful. For once I've not procrastinated on a medical condition and have been hobbling all over London trying to get it sorted out. Fascinating stuff I'm sure you'll agree.
Just found another website to spend time on, added to my list of favourites such as Out, Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-869722832003-01-05T20:33:00.000Z2003-01-05T20:35:17.000ZLyric of the day "Will you cry when you hear this song?" - Chic "Will You Cry".
Well yes I will if it's Phil Oakey & Giorgio Moroder's "Together In Electric Dreams". And someone somewhere knows why. It's odd how I associate certain songs with certain people, especially songs that would not normally be considered tear-jerkers. "Both Ends Burning" by Roxy Music, "Piano Song" by Erasure, "Come Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-869286522003-01-04T18:39:00.000Z2003-01-04T18:39:34.600ZLyric of the day "Carry on regardless" - Beautiful South "Good as Gold"
Des came up with the idea that the only way I'd agree to watch his films in our DVD collection would be to watch them all in alphabetical order. We are currently halfway through my favourite section (mine of course) the Carry On films. I don't feel any shame in enjoying these simple films (well most of them anyway, I've Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-868366352003-01-02T18:10:00.000Z2003-01-02T18:10:11.836ZLyric of the day : “I’m bored. I’m the chairman of the bored” – Iggy Pop “I’m Bored”
I suspect that lyric of the day could apply many times over the coming year. Back to work, with not much to do for once so managed to spend most of the day doing what I used to spend most of time in my previous job doing – web surfing. Do people still say that?
The year is 2 days old and I’ve not made any musicIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-867912912003-01-01T18:11:00.000Z2003-01-01T18:11:00.036ZLyric of the day: “Bang goes another year...” Blur – Bang!
New Year’s Eve was enjoyable. It was good to spend it with some of my friends at the Retro Bar. A very nice young man even smiled at me when we came in and again when I passed him on the stairs. Must have been due to the confidence-boosting outfit I had on. I could hardly believe my luck when he approached our table – I started to panicIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-862296132002-12-18T18:38:00.000Z2002-12-18T18:38:47.883ZHow did things end up like this?
It could have been so good for me.
Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-860254352002-12-15T10:23:00.000Z2002-12-18T18:28:36.000ZSometimes I feel
That you're a part of me
Although it don't seem real
It's how I want it to be
But if you can't stay then I'll understand
You're just sawdust in my empty hand
If you can't decide
I'll still be true
Just open wide
I'm here for you
And if you think that you've found
A gentle sound
Where love breaks down
It's alright.
And if you can't overcome
What get's you down
Don't get uptight
Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-858504212002-12-11T18:58:00.000Z2002-12-11T18:58:01.370ZI love my friends.
When I'm feeling lost and hurt they are there to listen to me.
When I'm feeling vulnerable they try to protect me.
When I'm feeling lonely they try to make me feel part of something.
When I've mislaid my sense of humour they try to make me smile.
When I'm going over the same old ground and the same old mistakes they are patient.
But I like it best when we're all happy Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-858501412002-12-11T18:51:00.000Z2002-12-11T18:58:17.000ZWon the Retro Bar quiz, which was very pleasing.
I'm beginning to think I've made a terrible mistake at work changing jobs, I'm busy doing terribly uninteresting things.
As much as it pains me to say so I can't help but feel I'm heading for a fall. I tried to change too much too fast. I took 4 or 5 steps forward but seem to have been knocked back so much I don't know where I am anymore. Not Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-856981622002-12-08T23:52:00.000Z2002-12-08T23:52:31.430ZA lovely lovey day spent mostly with David O. But I feel like I'm living inside the lyrics to Sparks' "Your Call Is Very Important To Us. Please Hold". I'm getting mixed signals indeed. Sometimes I feel I'm taking one step forward and too back. But it was such a nice day that at the end of it I found myself rather upset because it was over. One thing I have to learn is that there may be lows, butIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-856545062002-12-07T22:35:00.000Z2002-12-07T22:35:38.683ZAt last – my final day in my hated job. I have a spring in my step and several songs in my heart. One of which, for some reason is My Baby’s Taking Me Home by Sparks which I suddenly find myself thinking is one of the most moving things I’ve ever heard. I am getting soppy. But I still feel I’m surfing on a positive love wave. Or something.
My colleagues buy me cake & HMV vouchers. Two very Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-854967842002-12-04T19:50:00.000Z2002-12-04T19:50:28.066ZI still feel euphoric. I'm doing my best not to listen to nagging negative voices in my head, People are noticing a change already, and this has got to be good. I suppose that's the point of manic depression - it's manic. Breaking the cycle is hard work, but I know I have a good support network, and that helps me enormously.
Ordered ticket for the Rezillos reunion show in London on February 1st Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-853918852002-12-02T20:14:00.000Z2002-12-02T20:15:37.000ZA big huge enormous thank you to Karen, who stumbled onto my blog via Simon and made some very positive and perceptive comments on the piece I wrote on my depression last week. I was in two minds about what I was writing it for and whether or not to put it on here. I'm glad I did. Also a big enormous thank you to David Hope for our brain storming session on Sunday. I know feel I've a much betterIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-853275932002-12-01T11:19:00.000Z2002-12-01T11:19:40.316ZLuckily the record fair was not too much of a drain on my finances. I only spent £2.50. Saw Eddie whom I used to work with which was nice. Record Fairs are also very MALE. I think it was at least 99% male, certainly in terms of punters. And I was the hippest and coolest person there. I had no BO and no carrier bags (I did ask for one when I made my purchase but the woman (!) behind the counter Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-852878942002-11-30T08:44:00.000Z2002-11-30T08:44:29.673ZBlimey - that's 3 auctions in a row I've managed to win on Ebay without having to stay up until the early hours trying not to be outbid at the last second. Is there really little demand for Portugese Devo EPs and Italian M singles? Thank goodness I don't avidly collect Beatles stuff.Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-852878532002-11-30T08:42:00.000Z2002-11-30T08:42:30.436ZToday is the day that my almost maintained record abstinence really goes to pot, at least in theory. The Wembley Record Fair is upon us, and the day after pay day too - what luck. They're funny places record fairs, full of rude dealers and nerdy punters. They remind me of going to Doctor Who events when I was younger when I was convinced I was the hippest and coolest person there. And I probably Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-851775262002-11-27T20:30:00.000Z2002-12-01T14:13:07.000ZIt was a shock to me to find my father is on anti-depressants, and what a history of depression there is in my family. I had no chance really - it was in my genes.
Still there was good news on the job front in that I'm leaving my hated job next Friday. I give the new one 6 months max (famous last words) I really need to sort out what I want to do with my life. I can not be a drifter for much Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-851068462002-11-26T13:32:00.000Z2002-11-26T13:32:19.160ZStress on the Tube. “99% of our staff report some sort of abuse” proclaim the latest posters on the Tube. Well boo bloody hoo. Would someone care to survey the percentage of passengers delayed and inconvenienced on their way around the city in an average week? I suspect the figure will be similar if not higher. Taking it out on the platform staff is wrong of course. Perhaps the management would Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-850653642002-11-25T18:30:00.000Z2002-11-25T18:30:03.350ZDepression isn’t cool. Depression doesn’t make me interesting. Depression isn’t sexy. Depression is horrible and debilitating. Depression keeps me indoors on a Saturday night when other people are out and about, presumably having fun. Depression makes me paranoid and guilty even when I know I’ve done nothing wrong. Depression makes me lethargic even though I crave change. Depression scares peopleIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-850031442002-11-24T10:36:00.001Z2002-11-24T10:38:52.000Z"Life is very long when you're lonely" - MorrisseyIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-850031472002-11-24T10:36:00.000Z2002-11-24T10:37:49.000ZTop 5 Non-Charting 80s Singles
None of these acts charted in the UK.
1. Leisure Process: Love Cascade
Leisure Process issued 4 singles on Epic in the early 80s, their debut sounds like the sort of single the Pet Shop Boys would have charted with a few years later. Martin Rushent produces it, with perhaps unsurprisingly a similar production sound to Dare. Leisure Process were vocalist and Ian Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-850029162002-11-24T10:22:00.000Z2002-11-24T10:29:31.000ZI spend the weekend alone. Des has gone to Birmingham with work, other friends have gone to Sweden. I was asked out on Saturday night but my agrophobia got the better of me and then I start to feel guilty about letting people down and get into a worse and worse state.
I enjoy being on my own, I can do what I want when I want and have the space to do it in. I managed to spend most of Friday in Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-848144192002-11-20T14:09:00.000Z2002-11-20T14:09:52.593ZSo I bought another CD, but it was An Evening With Quentin Crisp and spoken word doesn’t count. Also managed to finish off Christmas shopping for nieces & nephew, which made me feel very smug. Hamley’s was relatively quiet and I was very disciplined for once in my shopping. I’m so glad someone thought to invent internet shopping, especially in December. Although having to rely on the crappy post Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-847197792002-11-18T19:24:00.000Z2002-11-18T19:52:27.000Z101 Things I Love
Oh well time to get out of my favourite place, bed (1). Maybe I should set my alarm a bit earlier just so I can pretend I’m having a lay in (2). Thank goodness 1 in every 5 working days is a Friday (3). Time for Marmite toast (4) for breakfast and some fruit juice – my one concession to healthy living. If I’m lucky it’ll be drizzling (5), or better yet foggy (6). And oh yes theIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-846567932002-11-17T11:14:00.000Z2002-11-17T12:15:20.000Z101 things I hate in a typical day
With apologies to John Waters
I wake up (1) when my alarm clock (2) goes off at 7.15. I then struggle to get up from the futon (3) that Des thinks is an acceptable bed and try and prepare myself for going to work (4). The clothes I want to wear either reek of cigarette smoke (5) from the night before or have been washed and are still damp (6). Prepare toast forIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-846385172002-11-17T00:03:00.000Z2002-11-17T12:12:17.000ZARGH!
An inarticulate howl of frustration.
Rhetorical questions:
I'm fed up with feeling fed up. Why do I feel fed up all the time?
Why do I never believe compliments, yet criticisms stick to me with superglue?
Is it psychologically possible to have lower self esteem than me?
Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-846144482002-11-16T08:12:00.000Z2002-11-16T08:12:33.960ZTrying to find out what my family wants for Christmas is always an agony. I like to get all my Christmas shopping out of the way in November, as feeling smug in December is one my favourite hobbies. My nephew and eldest niece are easy; children are easy to by for. Although having once made the mistake of trying to get them things in Hamley’s one Friday night in December a few years ago I tend to Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-845360882002-11-14T18:24:00.000Z2002-11-14T18:25:48.000ZA frustrating day at work. I finally thought a light was at the end of the tunnel and I’d be getting out of there in a sideways move (not as good as moving up but better than staying where I was). Only one person applied for my post (not that I blame them) and it was there interview today. I could be away in weeks if they were suitable. They didn’t turn up. They “forgot”. How do you forget you Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-845355822002-11-14T18:11:00.000Z2002-11-14T18:11:32.000ZWent to the clinic for my annual diabetic eye test. Thankfully the nurse there said my pupils were dilated enough not to need the horrible eye drops that leave me unable to see for hours.
I wish she hadn’t muttered “Oh looks like an aneurysm” under her breath though leaving me palpitating for ages until she muttered again “Oh no my mistake”. Keep it to yourself next time please
Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-844818142002-11-13T18:11:00.000Z2002-11-13T18:11:42.580ZA good fun night at the Retro Bar on Tuesday. I set the pop quiz, and whilst I don't think it was one of my most inspired efforts those that were there seemed to enjoy it. You can read a far more amusing account than I can muster on Simon's blog . It was also a pleasure to be asked what tracks I'd been playing, firstly because one was my "theme tune" The Big Man Restless by Kissing the Pink and Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-843759852002-11-11T19:38:00.000Z2002-11-11T19:38:56.000ZA 50 minute wait for the fucking bus. Why when I leave work early does the public transport system always prevent me from getting home early? I only left 1 minute early for goodness sake. Why do I deserve to be punished for that?
I ache all over today, especially my thighs. I don't recall using them to put the CDs up. Oh well. Came home to find a CD has arrived in the post. I can't lift a finger Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-843308092002-11-10T22:13:00.000Z2002-11-10T22:13:09.683ZI think I'm cured. I will never buy another CD again. After 8 hours work Des & I have finally managed to get all the CDs onto shelves. I was close to tears at times. All I need now is to find a CD by an artist beginning with 'A' under the sofa and I think I'll have a nervous breakdown. I don't want to look at them, play them, keep them, sell them. They're just there now.
Now I'm craving a quietIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-842745812002-11-09T12:40:00.000Z2002-11-09T12:40:43.710ZWhat a week. For the first time in recent memory I've been out and about every night, and will be tonight too. Went to the DIY DJ spot at the Retro Bar on Thursday. They played my two favourite singles, Pop Muzik & The Sound of the Crowd so I was happy, but I could have done without the Wurzels and Paper Lace.
Friday I went over to Limehouse to spend the evening with David O & David H. At least Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-840878572002-11-06T00:37:00.000Z2002-11-06T00:37:52.713ZI'm 30 for goodness' sake. Why do I feel like a lovesick teenager with a crush on the school soccer captain? Cryptic words for confusing times...Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-840191412002-11-04T20:16:00.000Z2002-11-04T20:16:46.580ZThe shelving - turns out "running out of space around XTC" was wildly optmistic. I ran out of space at Fad Gadget. A rethink is called for before I can let anyone come round and inspect my collection...
Back to work after two weeks off. No wonder I feel so miserable. Lack of sleep did not help either. No one seemed to have done my work while I was away so I had two weeks worth to catch up on. Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-839344672002-11-02T23:05:00.000Z2002-11-02T23:05:42.303ZGet my back pay and feel it burning a whole in my bank account. Luckily I find a Region 1 DVD box set of Are Being Served series 1-5. That should take care of some of it. Maybe I am gay after all.Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-839344252002-11-02T23:04:00.000Z2002-11-02T23:04:12.770ZA week off work and I've been busier than I ever am at my job (which isn't difficult).
Further proof I'm not actually gay - went to Ikea for the first, and I hope, last time. Despite being a huge believer in retail therapy I never knew shopping could be so unpleasant. And so expensive and draining. Never again. Still at least the purchase of £500 worth of shelving should give me somewhere to putIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-836722042002-10-28T18:07:00.000Z2002-10-28T18:07:07.830ZThe holiday Blog
Sunday
Up at the crack of dawn (or so it seemed) to head off to Gatwick for our free holiday to Florence (free via Ramblers Holidays as Des works for the Ramblers’ Association). Worried that we were going to miss the check in at 7:55 we arrived at 8:15 to find no one in the queue and a check in that took about 2 minutes. Needless to say however we were the last of the Ramblers Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-832117612002-10-19T13:18:00.000Z2002-10-19T13:18:20.220ZPacking for holiday to Florence, leaving Gatwick tomorrow at 9.55 so that will mean getting up at 6. Due to see Sparks tonight at the South Bank, which I'm looking forward to more than the holiday. I can't multi-task, I can only get excited about one thing at a time. I'm scared of flying too, but not scared of the Maels anymore. Ron's stare and moustache lost their power to frighten me around Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-832062802002-10-19T07:33:00.000Z2002-10-19T07:33:53.416ZFriday
Receive an email list from a guy in Belgium was was also after the Robin Scott CD. He sends me his list of M / Robin items that he owns - it comes to a pretty impressive 48. At work I try and remember everything I've got that's M related - I've got 82 items. (With one other on the way).
I'm getting nervous about flying to Italy on Sunday. My first ever flight was to California around Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-831309552002-10-17T19:25:00.000Z2002-10-17T19:25:56.736ZTuesday
Off to the BIG MONEY Retro Bar pop quiz. I was wondering whether or not I was definitely going to turn up as I had half a dozen people wanting to play on my team, and the maximum is 4. Jon, my ex-boyfriend whom I recently made contact with via Friends Reunited, came along for the first time was lucky for us as we only dropped 1 ½ points and so ended up with £108 between us. Which was Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-830366702002-10-15T23:19:00.000Z2002-10-15T23:21:50.000ZOn days like these…any slight irritation can get blown out of all proportion. What I need is retail therapy. Or enough money to keep me in the style of retail therapy to which I could so easily become accustomed.
My Top 5 Songs For Blowing The Blues Away
1. The B-52’s : Roam
2. Tom Tom Club: Never Took A Penny
3. ABC: Rolling Sevens
4. The Turtles: Happy Together
5. The Osmonds: Crazy Horses
IIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-829152592002-10-13T08:49:00.000Z2002-10-13T14:23:08.000ZTop 10 bestest singles ever...(this week anyway)
1. M : Pop Muzik (1979)
2. The Human League : The Sound Of The Crowd (12" version) (1981)
3. The Smiths : How Soon Is Now? (1984)
4. Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark : Souvenir (1981)
5. The Beatles : Something / Come Together (1969)
6. Bobbie Gentry : Ode To Billy Joe (1967)
7. The Monkees : The Porpoise Song (1968)
8. ELO : 10538 Overture (Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835654.post-829152422002-10-13T08:48:00.000Z2002-10-13T08:50:55.000ZSunday morning
How ironic that the what I've been looking forward to all week should cause me to sink into a depressive mood. The D word scares people. I'm very lucky that I have good friends who help cheer me up. A big round of applause this weekend then for Stephen E, Gareth H & Alan.
I did manage to locate most of a Scotland kit on Friday night, although the socks proved elusive. I was able Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03143799182463749877noreply@blogger.com