Employment

The following poem is written by Chris Bartington and it brilliantly sums up the sentiments I’ve heard from friends (and myself) about work. Continue reading

The 10 Commuting Commandments

It’s only been 5 months since our company moved to Covent Garden, and I am now a jaded London Commuter. I was young and naive and initially enjoyed my quiet time reading and the bit of excersise to the office. I always wondered why people were in such a rush to get to work but now, 5 months (3 hours per day) down the line, I realise that they just want the commuting-nightmare to be over. I’ve compiled a list of my top 10 annoyances; each could be solved if everyone took the time to think about other people. Continue reading

Mah’s Pasta Sauce

Home Alone on a Friday Night

I’m back living at home, so I’m lucky enough to get my dinner cooked for me by my mummy, but occasionally I have to fend for myself. This means either getting an oven meal or something that takes less than 20 minutes to prepare and cook – for example stir fry is one of my favourites, quick and healthy. I can cook but I don’t have the patience to prepare a meal just for myself but prefer cooking with company other than the dogs and Magic FM (it would be Radio 1 but it sucks after 7pm unless you’re planning on spending the night clubbing in your kitchen). Continue reading

New Camera & Photographs

My old camera died the way most fiddly-electronics seem to with one of its buttons becoming permanently stuck down, meaning it wouldn’t even switch on. It would have cost £60 to fix and so they recommended I just go for a new one. So after a few days eBaying I won an Olympus C-60 Zoom. It isn’t a new model, but it was cheap, has 6.1 megapixels and a lot of preset functions which is good for me as I’m not the world’s greatest photographer.

The results of a night out with my new camera can be found at my Flickr account, which was created only so that I could add comments to the @media pictures.

Leaves on the Line

Last week we were left a note on the whiteboard of our tiny local train station saying that from 1st October all trains to London, Waterloo would be leaving 3 minutes earlier. This seemed like a good idea and I was quite glad of being able to arrive in work at 9am rather than just past the hour. Continue reading

London Calling

There were many reasons why I thought I didn’t want to work in London. I think it was mainly fear of the unknown, yes I’d been shopping in London but I’d always had someone who knew how to get places and knew how The Underground worked. I thought that working in London would mean 1 and a half hours of commuting misery where I’d get lost and probably mugged. Continue reading

The Musical Baton Drops

After seeing this chain post spreading around the blog community, I feel quite privileged to have it passed my way by paul. Continue reading

26 Years Old, Tomorrow

I’m getting old, tipping over the edge on the slippery slope to 30. Luckily I haven’t noticed any wrinkles yet and I don’t physically feel old, but when I say the number out loud it just sounds like a lot of years! Just think how parents must feel when they realise they have children who are 26 – sorry mum.

So, at what point in your life did you start to feel old?

Complimentary Compliments

Compliments can sometimes be hard to accept, even more so when men get their feet jammed sideways in their mouths. I know they’re trying to make us feel good about ourselves, but somehow they don’t get it quite right. Continue reading

Pizza, French Fries

*Fast* food

I can french fry the whole way down! We started off pizza-ing our way down very very slowly, then built up to pizza – french fries – pizza – french fries, and ended the week french fries everywhere. Continue reading

Happy Valentine’s Day

Will you be mine?

It’s sickening when you’re single, and let’s face it, it isn’t much better when you’re attached. But it isn’t the idea of V-day that makes me shudder, it’s the way that the media takes it and rams it down our throats. Continue reading

Celicaless

2nd hand car trouble

On the weekend of Don’t Forget Your Mobile, as I was cruising along the M26, my ‘check oil’ warning light started to flash intermittently. I arrived home and found that there was no level to check – I was totally out of oil and nothing was registering on the dipstick. I didn’t have a leak and there was no blue smoke when I started the car, which is usually a sign that the engine is completely worn out. Continue reading

One Life, Live It

This quote has been doing the email rounds for months now, I received it again today and it still makes me smile reading it. It just creates such vivid imagery and a sentiment that makes me want to follow it to the letter. Even if you’ve seen it hundreds of times before, it’s here for you to read and contemplate. Continue reading