With voting having dribbled to a conclusion, there are three joint winners of the plonk-a-thon: Kim, Teacher Lady and Sammy. I’ll be contacting you shortly to arrange the logistics.
Category: Uncategorized
Space Cadet 2006 – the Nominations
Vote for your favourite detachment from reality story. Contributers may vote as may their friends (non-imaginary) and family, and random individuals paid small sums with a view to corrupting them into padding the vote. No-one is monitoring THIS election. You can read the full stories in the comments here.
(1) Drunkenspaniel and the employee who was amazed to hear that you have to do what your boss tells you if you want to get paid.
(2) Kim and the blonde who rummaged through the kitchen drawers looking for the new batteries to make her car headlights come back on.
(3) Gamba for the private school girl who couldn’t work out why slum-dwellers didn’t just move to a nicer area.
(4) Rick whose Mum thinks that the trouble with the Middle East is that the Israelis won’t stop fighting the Jews.
(5) Babymother nominates herself for a tragically misguided attempt to persuade her husband that she knew about football.
(6) Peter invites our attention to his sister who believes that the famous naval battle of Trafalgar was fought in Trafalgar Square in London.
(7) Brother Lawrence for the Nun who thinks that the Lord works in sufficiently mysterious ways that she need not plug in her speaker wires in order to hear music.
(8) Booger for the colleague to whom it came as news that the Republic of Ireland was … er … a republic.
(9) Pog nominates her rampantly egomaniacal boss for his annoyance at the fact that everyone else in the business is too fond of themselves.
(10) Sammyface admits to still having some difficulty in working out on which day of the week Friday falls.
(11) Useless man auto-nominates for his suggestion than an elderly lady might wish to consider a second-hand hip.
(12) Teacher Lady nominates the student whose grades were at risk as a result of a worldwide stapler famine.
That’s yer lot. Get voting and, more importantly, visit some of the sites. there are some truly excellent bloggers amongst the nominees.
Saturday
Here is a picture of a nicely uneventful day.
I began by going to the Italian Bakery for a mixed seed loaf and some Parma Ham. The bread is warm in the paper they use to wrap it and the olive oil soaks through onto your fingers. It manages to be delicious even before you cut the first slice.
The hot weather had broken and a sweltering storm had begun. The rain fell in big, warm drops. I stopped by the house which has now completed the 5th of 40 weeks of work. In the picture below you can see what remains of the building and can, with sufficient acuity, just make out the floor raft of the extension to the right. Having had a romantic seizure I buried a note about how much I love P under what will be the new bay window (archaeologists please note). I like the thought of the proclamation being literally part of the foundations of our home. Corny I know but I’m a big softie.
Â
During the afternoon we went to see a new addition to a friend’s family. The friends have gone to great lengths to involve P and I in their family. We are godparents to their eldest daughter. I am deeply ashamed to say that at first I saw it (and resented it) as a sort of charitable gesture to the childless, but I now realise that to be invited to be any part of someone’s family is a precious privilege and I was wrong to gurn and cringe. The first picture is of the newborn: Beatrice.
 
And this is Joseph, showing me how to box. He is a little monkey always climbing and jumping and dashing about.
