Egg Head

On Saturday I couldn't eat my breakfast (see blip for reasons why) and today I am breakfast :-)

Di went to Darlington yesterday, so I'm 'home alone' for 3 days. No need to feel alarmed. At 54, I think I will be OK.

Whilst I very much like the freedom of being alone, I have to admit that I could never live alone. Even though I have plenty to do to keep me occupied, I miss having someone to talk to and worst of all, I think snacking becomes a substitute for conversation. If I had to live alone, I think I would end up twice my current size.

Tim, if you ever read this, the answer to your weight loss challenge is to dicth the faddy diets and just get yourself hitched to a good woman. It would do you a power of good.

It's at times like this that I reflect on what my dad's life was like after my mum died. I would visit every couple of weeks, and I know he spent a lot of time with my younger sister who is so like mum that he must have felt very at home with her. Even so, that leaves many hours of many days when he was on his own. Not a nice thought, but aside from having the whole family living together in an extended home, a reality of the way we live in the west.

Only 4 days of work left before I go on vacation. I am already de-mob happy which is not good as that is going to make those 4 days drag. When I mentioned this in a response to WhiskyFoxtrot's blip a few days back, she posted a link to the song Hold On by Alabama Shakes. This is a band that Andrew has mentioned and in fact been to see in Cambridge but I have overlooked them. Based on the evidence of this song, I need to take a closer look, and thanks to the wonders of Napster, I shall be listening to them whilst working today :-)