Inspired by the new fangled gadgetry of being able to blog straight from my mobile and the pure joy (or at least convenience) of linking blogger to Facebook ("more addictive than crack cocaine", Tracy Bowen, 2007), I've decided I might start a bit of blogging again.
I'm currently working off the other gadget du jour, the 3G data card, to ease the pain of a GNER train that looks something like this, while I head down to RH HQ for a photo shoot. I have been selected, as the most handsome man in the company (possibly), to be the new face of RH. That is to say, I will be one of the many people featured in the next "look at the folks what work here" recruitment brochure. I'll try to get a copy of the image to amuse you.
Oh, and I've got some meetings too, which is handy for the timesheet.
After the bottom-pain of last week's introduction to spinning, today I will be complaining about my shoulder and fingers. We decided to start sanding the little bedroom down yesterday and, in a fit of enthusiasm, I sanded the whole floor by hand. Now, it's not a big room but five hours of non-stop sanding is, for someone not accustomed to manual labour, quite a trial. Even the application of Sian's girly hand cream has not restored my fingers to their usual baby-softness. However, having done it, I'm feeling much better about the whole nursery project and slightly more certain that the baby will actually have a room to sleep in when it arrives.
Tuesday, 28 August 2007
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