Monthly Archives: February 2013

The week continues franticly busy. In the evenings I have been working on the Hocus Pocus front wheel. Now fully stripped down except that an M8 stainless grub screw which locates the hub brake is bent. I have spent quite a … Continue reading →

On Saturday, Sherri was passing, staying near Heathrow. We went for an excellent curry in Hounslow West and got caught up a bit. She was on her way to Hawaii, then to Oz. On Sunday morning Rainer visited and stayed … Continue reading →

Today was a better day, despite hangover. At work I am taking a JFDI approach. When I worked for BA we were deluged with ‘Initiatives’. TQM, PPF, WFC. No need to explain. They are TLAs (three letter acronyms). The one … Continue reading →

It continues to be a slightly odd week, with too much booze again. Work went reasonable OK. I made some progress on some of the projects, including installing and commissioning the new printer. I don’t have a phone session until … Continue reading →

Today was a better day. Last night, after doing relaxation exercises, I got rather drunk. It seems to have blasted out my worries from the weekend. A different reason to feel grim! The exercises are on my tiny old MP3 player. Rather weird as … Continue reading →

Been a while… I had most of last week off work. Didn’t walk on the 10th, but was visited by Rainer. Mostly slept until Weds. Got the door jam finished and put a bookcase together. A big white tooth filling broke. … Continue reading →

I had my first CBT type phone counselling session this morning. I was pretty dubious about it, but it was really good, though I was shaking and sobbing for a few mins afterwards. The counsellor is going to send me … Continue reading →

I am getting a bit concerned about the slip-ups. I have forgotten to buy petrol twice recently. The first time I managed to roll onto the garage forecourt. Last night it hadn’t quite stopped when I parked for Otilia’s birthday … Continue reading →

The last week has had a few slip ups. I got the date for Otilias birthday wrong. It is tomorrow. Thought it was a bit quiet when I arrived at the restaurant. The Brazillian grapevine went into overdrive and Andy … Continue reading →