Thursday, 14 October 2010

Little treats popping up everywhere...


And a good evening to you from across the Pond after another GREAT DAY in the Mother Country. Here's a crazy stat for you - EIGHT WEEKS AND COUNTING UNTIL WE BOARD A PLANE BOUND FOR HOME!!!! How on EARTH is that possible?

So first off - I simply must share a GEM of a quote from the London Underground today. I'm walking toward the Jubes (aka Hitman's FAVORITE TUBE LINE) when I hear the following announcement:

"Update from the station control room at Bond Street: Planned track closures will affect 10 lines of the London Underground this weekend. The Central, Circle, Hammersmith & City, Bakerloo, Victoria, Piccadilly, District, Central, Metropolitan, and Jubilee line will all be part or completely suspenced. All other lines will operate with a good service."

Sounds GREAT, right? A few track closures only affecting 10 lines? It doesn't sound too bad, until you consider THERE ARE ONLY 11 LINES ON THE UNDERGROUND! ONLY THE NORTHERN LINE IS RUNNING. I mean, true, the Waterloo & City line doesn't have a planned closure, but THAT'S BECAUSE IT SHUTS DOWN EVERY WEEKEND BECAUSE THERE'S NO BUSINESS IN THE CITY. I mean really, couldn't they have just said: "Service update - TAKE THE BUS." It would have been quicker.

In the Land's End Challenge today, Sammy ran a 5K in 25 (those potato chips 2 hours before were NOT a good idea) and then did 10K on the bike. It wasn't a stellar performance, but on the whole I was just glad to get back on the treadmill.

The best part of the day was an interoffice mail I received. A work pal Elena walked it to my desk, and I noticed that the previous address on the envelope was the Big Cat. Very curious as to what Obama or Socialist hate mail he had sent me, I unwrapped the envelope, only to find a sealed envelop with my name on it (Ritz Carlton letterhead). I then opened the letter (Anthrax free - I think...) to find a sealed deposit slip with the message "Have a beer on me." That's right, folks - unable to redeem them, the Big Cat shipped me his last 3 quid in coins. NICE ONE! Big Cat - that WILL be a pint of Timmy T this weekend.

Other than that, it was a quiet day in the office. With my shelves finally cleared (and that damn Fingerpost book done), I went to Waterstone's (the Barnes & Noble of the UK) and did something I haven't done in AGES - bought books for myself. Consequently, I'll start with "Shutter Island" tomorrow. Hey, if nothing else, the cover is cool...

Muffin Puffin is busy making din-din, so I better get in there and lend a hand.

Okay, that's all the news that's fit to print. Chat tomorrow!


Sam and Jenny

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