Shoo Wop Be Dooby Doo Ay

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

Back at work today after the long Labour Day weekend. 

There is not much to report from today, other than Fujitsu, having effed something up, have finally agreed to implement a fix that I suggested to them three weeks ago. 

This was after much resistance from both Fujitsu and Smock. Smock seems to think if you pay someone to do a job they MUST know what they are doing despite my insistence that no, Fujitsu are crap.

Smock asked me if the fix I had suggested was easy to do and I said, "Oh look here's the email I sent to them at the start of the month saying how to do it. Five minutes."

I'm a small, petty man, and this brought me some satisfaction. Fortunately I also know no shame, so I could enjoy my pettiness.

Now I am home and Caro and I are watching "Rollermania" a documentary about the Bay City Rollers. It is nostalgic good fun. The bloke who wrote "Shang-A-Lang" explained that shang-a-lang is what he used to say instead of "shit" to avoid getting battered by his mum when he was a kid.

He then went on to say that "Shang-A-Lang" should be the national anthem of Scotland. "Better than that boring Flower of Scotland shite," he said. 

Now I come to think on it, "Shang-A-Lang" did always seem to get played at every wedding we went to in Scotland. 

Funny the things that make you nostalgic. 

Shang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-a-shooby-doo-way, remember all the little things we used to say...

I may need to buy a tartan scarf.

S.