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There's nothing going on here. At all. But I'll keep you posted...

Old skool

Today, I went to Boots and bought a meal deal. I had a ham and emmental sandwich, prawn cocktail crisps and a raspberry and cranberry Innocent smoothie. Jolly nice it all was too. The only reason I mention it is because it's the first meal deal I've had since leaving the museum, and it kind of evoked a certain amount of nostalgia. Almost made me want to spend the afternoon in Action Zone Two, surfing the internet, sorting out felt-tip pens and generally avoiding work. This was not to be however, and instead I went to Ikea and bought furniture.

Just like the old days... but with new stuff.

Well, I knew that sooner or later we'd get round to it. I made the lengthy and perilous journey from Harrogate into the dark lands of Bradford in order to see my ex-colleagues for tea and medals (turned out to be just coffee and cheesecake though).

However, I felt that this was of such note that I should commemorate its occurrence with a post to this here interwebblogthingummydoodad.

So erm... yes. Here I am. We had coffee. And it was good.

On a more important and far more satisfying note, I hereby proclaim that I am to be a father. And here's a blurry black and white picture to go some way to proving it:


So there you go. A mini-me. What a terrifying thought.

Dusty shit...

Jesus, look at all the dust and cobwebs in here! What is this place? Looks completely deserted by the look of it. Can't have been anyone here in years.

Hang on... what's this sign here? Just let me rub the dust off it...

"STUCKS LOG"? Eh? That doesn't make any sense... ah, hang on, there's some more letters under here... yep, that's better.

"STARBUCKS BLOG". Nope, still doesn't make any sense.

And what's that over there? Eugh... I think that used to be some kind of fish in a bowl. Bit crispy now though.

Ah well, the batteries in this torch are running out. No way I'm staying here in the dark on my own. It's creepy. Maybe I'll come back with a search party.