Tuesday, 22 July 2008

The happy couple

Betraying no hint of wedding nerves balanced on the edge of a giant hole near Whitby, North Yorkshire (the hole of Horcum, hole fans)

What a cropper

Monday, 7 July 2008

Hello, Hazaribag, Jharkhand

My LiveFeed in the right hand column of this blog reveals who in blue blazes would want to read this nonsense. Quite a few from overseas, it seems. Today, amid the customary Grimsbys and Barnsleys, I have a blog friend in Hazaribag, Jharkhand. Maybe I should investigate twinning myself with Hazaribag, wherever it is.

PS: Hazaribag Note - it's a remote part of India, apparently. Turn left at Bihar. But before Mahabalipuram.

Pre-wedding nerves? The ideal solution

The eve of a wedding, as many of my 'regulars' will know, is a time for much last minute nerve-jangling and trying-to-hold-it-togethering. Not for me and Dee, though. Today, we are both invited to, through work,

"I would like to invite you to the next Multi-Agency Hate Crime Sub-Group. This is to highlight the good practice and initatiatives that we are progressing. As this is a partnership it would be appropriate for you both to attend."

Partnerships are one thing. I mean we're getting married fer crissakes. But not sure if a hate crimes partnership, even one chaired by Neil from the Young Ones, is quite how I want to be spending my last hours of bachelordom.