Sleep, Interrupted
Last night, I slept in patches. And rubbish patches at that.
The Call Centre Guide To Answering The Telephone
A few years aog now, I worked in a call centre. Since then, I have encountered people who seem to think that I should now be a trained professional in the taking of calls. In actual fact, it was rather the other way around.
How To Exist In The Sunshine
According to the basic three-months-each theory of seasons, the summer starts somewhere around the beginning of June. This seems a good time for some thoughts on what to do when the sun puts his hat on, pulls up his pants and goes to work
Hiding From Politics in an Election Year
I bring you a short guide on how to carry on your normal life when politics really starts dominating everything. I stress, I’m not advocating political apathy; I will be voting and I would never discourage anyone else from doing so, but y’know.
Bank Holidays – It’s Going To Be A Long Weekend
It’s a long weekend, don’tcha know. A few times a year, for various reasons, we get Monday off work in order to sit around in our pants and scratch for a day longer. So what can one do with an extra day of holiday?
How To Get Rid Of Your Friends
I thought I’d try and explain what I should have done weeks ago if I genuinely cared about you, lovely blog readers. Yes, to keep FTBD ticking over, I should have long ago ditched all the “friends” who distract me from updating it. How? Well…
Easter Sunday – Things That Make You Happy
Easter Sunday seems to be a happy day. Of course, the reason you should be chipper may vary, as Easter has become even more schizophrenic in its meaning than Christmas.
Good Friday – The Second Most Miserable Day Of The Year?
It is Good Friday, in which we get a day off work to… celebrate… the Messiah… dying? With that in mind, here are some depressing thoughts for you to enjoy on this incredibly miserable day.
What It Means To Have A Birthday
Today, it is my birthday. This is a once-in-a-year opportunity, so I feel I should blog about it. After all, it’s not every day that you hit upon a date that has the same number and month as the one upon which you were born.
None Of My Busyness
I have now completed my run of fun. I went out for five nights in a row, I consumed alcohol on four of them, and I am still alive. Have I got anything to add to last week’s entry, now that I’ve actually lived through it? Any wisdom to share?