tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53306752011-09-28T16:46:15.373ZScribblings From A BroadRamblings from a fevered imagination.Generic Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03892231250291427213noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5330675.post-1061888286532498512003-08-26T08:58:00.000Z2003-08-27T07:35:11.133ZBring On The Plastic DonkeysWell, as I start to type this I've been back from holiday for a couple of weeks, and the usual post-holiday blues kicked in the moment we touched english terra firma. Still, you’d think it would have been eased slightly by the continuing heat wave here in the UK and the fact that I don’t have an office to run back to.
But you’d be wrong. In fact it was actually a bit disheartening. Because, Generic Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03892231250291427213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5330675.post-1058536667452829182003-07-18T13:57:00.000Z2003-09-01T17:41:14.633ZBeached WailsIt’s been an untypical English summer. Untypical in the fact that it has been long, hot, sunny and very dry. And I have to admit that being out of work in weather like this is a positive blessing. It wasn't that long ago I glanced gloomily out of the windows of my 3rd floor office (too high to people-watch, too low for spectacular views) at the sun baking down the vast grey, soul-less tarmac ofGeneric Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03892231250291427213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5330675.post-1057019336894723582003-07-01T00:28:00.000Z2003-09-17T07:36:10.060ZI Can't Stand Up for Falling DownIt must be a sign of old age, I'm convinced of it. When you hear yourself saything things like "Kids today don't know how good they've got it" , "I wouldn't dream of being that cheeky with my elders" or "In our day, we had real music", you just KNOW you're joining your parents on the downward decline into warm underwear, stiff joints and browsing through seed catalogues of an evening.
Indeed, Generic Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03892231250291427213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5330675.post-945905822003-05-19T17:51:00.000Z2003-09-17T07:36:51.763ZFight For The Right To Be FluffyOr, Why Do They Have To Make Things So Complicated?
As I gradually stumbled towards the inception of my personal piece of web heaven (and the end of a year's worth of good intentions and prevarication), I had barely begun to stand up and take my first faltering steps before tripping up and falling arse over tit on another, seemingly insurmountable dilemma. Now falling down is nothing unusual forGeneric Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03892231250291427213noreply@blogger.com