Ribbon Candy and Moon Pie

The title has nowt to do with the entry content but may well be a metaphor for third world suffering. Or it may not, I’m not very good at making decisions. Or am I?

Well, we had a health and safety inspection on Friday and I was in charge and panicky. Not that anything was particularly bad, I just didn’t know what I was meant to be doing. To this end I stayed at work until 21:50, and considering I stopped getting paid at 18:00 I’d consider myself quite commited indeed! Or I’m considering getting commited… I forget…

Well anyway, that is over at least and I am once more back to my usual habits of moping through the days with little real purpose, as befits my bleary haired, long eyed (eh?) Jesus-like visage. I might try the miracle of turning wine into no wine later- I’m quite good at that one! And while we are on the subject of old Mr Crucified and his fun with wine, he was clearly an alcoholic- turning water into wine just for the sakes of it? I think AA meetings would have done him more good than the being-stapled-to-a-tree malarcky! Bless their barbaric little hearts!!!

I’ve done a load of work at ACME today, so I’m in the good books! That’s why I’m allowing myself this little breather before I go and bugger off back home for tea and stuff! I like having stuff with my tea!

Well, that is all I’m going to write for now, but if all goes to plan I’ll type another upsurge of shite later! Over and out!

Tom

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