Friday, April 28, 2006

Booked it....

Packed it...

But not quite left the building yet!

At lunchtime, I'm leaving to head north of the border, and onto the coast of the Solway Firth for a couple of days.

I've packed far too many clothes and shoes.

It's a totally lovely morning, and I've been for a stroll around the lake where I live. I took a bread roll and fed some of the fish. Some of my new piscatorial friends are quite large, and I'm ashamed to say that I don't even know what kind of fish they are.

Relaxed - It's an understatement. I am in possibly THE most chilled out mood I've experienced in a long long time. The soothing sound of the waterfall comes drifting through the doors, and barely audible above it, I can hear birds chirping.

I am in two minds as to whether to check the weather for Dumfries - I'm afraid I'll jinx it! Oh, go on then a quick peek won't hurt. Fox scurries across the internet to Wunderground, and returns in high spirits - no rain - and that's all that matters!!

As long as I can get to go walking and shopping and see some of the great outdoors, I'll be more than happy. Didn't much fancy the concept of sitting in my hotel room watching TV for a weekend, although it's a lovely hotel.

Right, well, at least I've got an excuse for not blogging for the next couple of days..... See you all on the other side. Hope you have a lovely weekend!!

Thursday, April 27, 2006

These boots were made for walking...

And that's just what they'll do!!

Tomorrow those boots are gonna be walking all over Dumfriesshire.

It's an extended foxy style weekend.

I'll let you know how things go upon my return!

I must apologise for the sporadic nature of my blogging. I used to diligently write chapter and verse, each and every day. Lately, there has been a fair amount of upheaval in my life, and as such it is neither right nor proper for me to moan about this, or to enthuse about that.

Suffice to say, I'm still alive. Life's quite different from how the year started, in so many ways.

I rarely watch television any more, I buy cut-flowers for my apartment, I pride myself on my housework, and I observe a hitherto unexplored ritual of male grooming, I have even been known to wet-shave once or twice!!

One thing, that you'll be glad to know has not changed, is my ongoing fascination with the obscure side of life. As an example of the things I spend my time doing, here are a couple of links:

Remember "Twin Peaks"? Wasn't it bonkers, with the backwards/forwards talking dwarf, and the cherry pie, and coffee?? Well, what about that Audrey Horne?? Wasn't she a total vixen?? Well, when Twin Peaks was being shown, in about 1990, she appeared in a rather interesting publication - I am tracking two copies of this literary masterpiece on ebay!

Concerned about global warming? Want to take part in a flash-mob event of semi-global proportions?? Jump for joy!!

At last.... Fetish clothing fit for an Arctic Fox!

Remember my battling kitten? He isn't winning too much these days, but go and give him a hug anyway. Particularly pertinent, as my apartment is "no pets allowed", and I lost custody of my two favourite meowers!!

Oh, yes, before I forget.... For those of you who had wondered in the past few months.... I have wheeled out my bike again, and ridden it three times this week.... Not for any massive distances, you understand, just to get back into the saddle and to start building up my stamina again. I should really be out riding it right now, while the weather's lovely and the afternoon is young... But I'm here blogging by my waterfall instead!!

Ok, well I guess that's enough for now. It's Thursday afternoon, and I don't go back to work until next Tuesday - You won't hear me complaining.

I'll bring you all a stick of rock back from Scotland..... All you have to do is come round to playboy mansions and collect it!!

*** Post update update ***

The poll, and the previous polls, and the annoying music that's been hanging around for so long have all been changed.... finally...... Thanks for your patience!!

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Happy St. George's day.

For the benefit of my mum, I felt it necessary to not only think it, but to say it out loud (well virtually at least).

For some time now, it has been a sore point, that I feel the necessity to go out on St. Patrick's day, and get absolutely blotto on Guinness.

St. George's day holds no such fascination, nor is it associated with such heavenly drinking theme.

How should one celebrate St. George's day I wonder. One suggestion which was doing the "internet rounds" lately (i.e. swamping mailboxes all over the world) is as follows:

Being British is about driving in a German car to an Irish pub for a Belgian beer, then travelling home, grabbing an Indian curry or a Turkish kebab on the way, to sit on Swedish furniture and watch American shows on a Japanese TV. And the most British thing of all? Suspicion of anything foreign.

For me, of course, it is much simpler.

I woke up, had a shower, went out and fetched a bit of shopping for breakfast. Sat and read a newspaper, ate a toasted teacake and some muesli. Watched the London marathon. Walked to my nearest hostelry, and drank a couple of glasses of Guinness (old habits die hard). Had a spot of lunch at the pub. Walked back, observing the daffodils, and the newborn lambs playing in the surrounding green and pleasant countryside. Came home, drank coffee, sat in the glorious sunshine, and watched some David Attenborough documentaries on TV.

Admittedly the TV was Japanese, the Guinness was brewed in Dublin.... But everything else was strictly a British affair, and bloody lovely it was too.

And on a much more serious note: Apparently the krill (a small shrimp like fish thing), measuring about 6cm long, is the most numerous animal on the planet. The collective weight of krill in our oceans actually outweighs that of all of the humans.

On that happy, sunny, playboy mansions note... I bid thee happy St. George's day.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

I see a bad moon rising....

The full moon, once again brings with it a wave of feelings. Not all of them are good, and not all of them are bad, but I can safely say that the moon has not disappointed.

I planned a full moon walk this evening, but it's not to be.

I've tidied up the apartment, and am gonna take a shower, and get an early night. I've managed to secure a large quantity of lime scented Source shower gel, and it smells so good, it makes me want to eat myself!!

There's some proper mad stuff going on around me today... My thoughts are with a special couple of people (who I am sure won't be reading my blog but they know who they are anyway) in the hope that they reap some positive energy from both myself and the moon itself.

I'm glad that things with me are not quite as bad as a couple of my friends have it.

In brighter news, I became an uncle again this week, when Miles Edward Arthur was born on Sunday lunch time, weighing in at a hefty 8lb 12oz!! Welcome to the world nephew!! Hope the world's ready for you!!

I'm in retrospective, moody, thoughtful mode tonight. I'm wondering and wandering round a candle lighted apartment, just waiting for the moon to show its face above the treeline. I'm looking back a bit, and forward a bit. You might even say I'm pensive!

I really hope the moon clears the air and brings a brighter tomorrow.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Nothing to see here.

Things haven't really been conducive to blogging lately.

There are SOME things which I simply can't share.

Suffice to say, I'm still alive and well, and living it up in Dingly Dell!!

The torrential rainfall seems to have subsided somewhat, and the river and waterfall are returning to a more sedate pace.

I've just spent an hour washing up and tidying the apartment, and am looking round desperately for some household chore to keep me from setting up my main computer and cracking on with my accounts.

At this point the fox scurries off to the kitchen to find biscuits to go with the first king sized coffee of the day.....

.... And promptly returns, having scrubbed a mysterious sticky patch on the kitchen floor, adjusted the central heating, and rinsed out a few dishcloths... With a jumbo sized bowl of muesli.

This shopping for one malarkey is quite hard... And I end up throwing a lot of milk away... Cereals are the future!!

How odd, that at the ripe old age of 37 and a bit, I should find out that I actually don't mind washing dishes and tidying up after myself!! Housework is the new form of procrastination.

I haven't even plugged my Nintendo in since I arrived in the apartment... That's saying something!!

I have played a little bit of Pogo though. Old habits sure do die hard! Just ask Bruce Willis!

And so, you can clearly see... There's nothing to see here... Move along now, lest the fox folds you up and puts you in a wardrobe, or hoovers you, or dusts you off, or washes you up.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Tired as a fox...

The fox yawns, rubs his bleary eyes and sets about the mammoth task of tidying up the apartment.

It's amazing how much carnage can be created from a simple bit of post-drinking supper.

Well, it's finally happened. The laptop, I have "borrowed" has finally run out of disk space. I've "bittorrented" it to the max, and filled it so full of music that it can no longer breathe. Fortunately for the laptop, I managed to get hold of my "real" computer yesterday, and am preparing to carry out a major mp3 transplant on their asses! Unfortunately for my "real" computer, I forgot to bring my mountain of blank CDs with me!!

I don't think I've ever been so tired, but the sun's shining into the apartment, and it's trying to rain, and it's making the most glorious of mornings.

Last night, I went out for a cigarette on the patio. I switched on the outside lighting. As I stood by the railing overlooking the river and weir, I caught sight of a little owl swooping amongst the branches. How positively lovely!! No more than twenty yards away from my door. I nearly wept. I love the owls!!

I need a shower.

I need to vac the apartment.

I need to get some shirts sorted for work.

I need to do some supermarket shopping.

I need to fall asleep on the sofa watching a black and white movie

Crumbs.... Just got sidetracked for a minute by a stupid game about matching fish on Pogo, the next thing I knew, I was dancing round the room listening to a very funny house remix of Rainbow's classic "Since you've been gone", then I was outside smoking a cig, and two Swedish looking blondes are walking their dog down the road.... I think I musta nodded off and been dreaming, it's all gone quite bizarre!!

Time for that shower I've been promising myself... I think I'll make it a cold one!!