This is a first...working on my day off. After the hard slog of three assessments and scoping umpteen other possible referrals on Friday I eventually got home after a ten hour day. Mind you,I then joined a group of friends for a night out on the town to celebrate a friends eighteenth birthday (yes, she can legally drink now). A lot of beer, a good band and a naughty but nice kebab before collapsing into bed at 02.30 after an excellent night out. Todays paperwork is to keep myself ahead of the next weeks expected deluge as well as to allow myself time to deal with the difficult unexpected third assessment which we received at the last minute. For a variety of reasons this was extremely difficult and potentially it is a legal minefield. Hence I shall approach it with caution and ensure I am not dropped in a deep hole full of shit and woe.


















However, having now caught up on the paperwork for the other assessments I am free to laze about in this oppressive heat and humidity. There isn't any sun because of the clouds but I can still use the time for appropriate activities (book reading and contemplating my navel). I am also aware that I will receive no kudos for working on my day off and there are more important things in life.
TTFN.

n.b. As an aside this makes interesting reading.

Domestic issues are taking up my time and I'm currently wearing a blue U.N. helmet to try and keep the peace. But after overheating for ninety minutes in a tin box yesterday I am more than happy to work from home today. It should be cooler here on the coast. Back to work...
TTFN.

A good night out and lots of beer consumed. The only bum note was the band who could play music but their presentation was truly awful. Think of Blue Peter budget, sticky backed plastic and Dr Who. As for the gormless Frank Skinner lookie-likie who appeared to aimlessly twiddle the knobs of the bottom half of a dalek....and the Beatle wigs!! We left.


















The beer, the company and the craic was mighty and hopefully to be repeated soon.
TTFN.

I've had a few days off and enjoyed the sunshine, the peace and quiet as well as recharging my batteries.
Yesterdays news came as a shock with the death of Michael Jackson. It was totally unexpected although the news of Farah Fawcetts death was expected. I enjoyed Charlie's Angels, well what 16 year old boy wouldn't, but for me Kate Jackson was the most attractive of the three. Alluring, hidden sexuality and unobtainable as she was generally hidden in sensible clothes. She also appeared the more intelligent of the three.


















Michael Jackson was a musical genius although perhaps we may eventually have some sort of explanation as to whether he was paedophile or not. What is more likely is the hagiography will explode into myth and any truths may never come out. I can see the myths already: He's not really dead, he's hiding away and living as a guru on a commune in Colorado; he's on the Nasa spacestation; he's been cryogenically frozen alongside Elvis, Lennon and Princess Di, etc...
It is a no brainer to realize that most of the media will focus upon Michael Jackson and not Farah Fawcett. The news today reports fans gathering, singing songs and offering up prayers. The myth will grow...

As an aside here is some food for thought, that we as consumers of various media do not just take 'news' at face value, that we do ask questions of what is presented to us.
TTFN.

Interesting.
Perhaps they were pretending to be dumb in their pursuit of world domination.














TTFN.

Here comes summer...













Apart from a brief foray outdoors to walk the pooch in the early morning 'sunshine' I have been stuck indoors. It is the summer solstice this weekend and the days begin to shorten. So where is the long hot summer threatened promised by the Met office? The NHS plan to respond to the heatwave as 'fahsands' succumb to water shortages, temperatures in excess of 20 degrees celsius, exposure to flabby white bodies stress disorder and BBQ food poisonings is gathering dust. You can always rely on the British weather: damp, with more damp and some light dampness over eastern areas.
I'm orf for another paddle.
TTFN.

Baaa you woolly bastards!

Apparently I am a border collie although I would have said I was a Heinz 57.
It is currently bucketing down and I opened the window wide for 30 seconds with the result that both the pooch and I are wet. Not the smartest thing to do but hey, why not.
I would like to say I was hard at it but I had to go offline and do a quick virus check. Some advert pop up popped up on Mrs C's watch and LE also had the same thing. Difficult to get rid of and it came via Facebook. So whilst scanning for nasties I did a little light dusting and polishing, hoovered (Dysoned?) up, cleared some weeds, poo patrolled the garden and emptied the rubbish. I also had some cous cous with peppers and snorkers. It takes a hell of a long time to scan the PC these days.
Time to return to the hard slog.
TTFN.