I had an appointment with a client in Darlington at 10am this morning, it lasted half an hour.

I then decided to come home via a circuitous route involving the North York Moors, Whitby and Robin Hoods Bay - have just got home after spending three hours sitting on the beach at Robin Hoods Bay answering emails on my blackberry while trying to keep up the pretence that I was sat in my office at home.

Nearly blew it when I was on the phone to one of our directors and a frikking ice cream van started playing popeye the sailorman right next to me, I made a crackling noise and hung up then rang back five minutes later explaining that I was in a bad reception area and was the ice cream van noise at his end ?



PS - yes I know you don't go via Whitby to get back to Leeds

PPS - My bonce is a cracking shade of red now.

well because its a nice day i decided to do some work in the garden. Then after around 5 minutes started to sweat like a turkey at christmas and thougth F""K it and came back inside to watch Wimbledon

Having been to Whitehall and back on the train I thought that was bad enough but then I got my train home (Leeds to Skipton). Northern Rail seem to have decided to stop putting the airconditioning on because there's an obvious need for it. Most of the windows you can't open so the train was like a cylinder of super-heated air. I was amazed nobody fainted.

Forgot my sun cream and got sunburnt today.

You'll be gald to know that I have done very little, made two phone calls, hammered the Pearl for an hour and bobs your Uncle, another 750 in the bank.

I thank all you tax payers out there, I love you all, especially you Gareth my little sweaty office whore.

How do you get the kids in and out of the classroom?

Jealous >

Ridiculous.

I'm basically just strutting round in a beater aviators and a gallon jug of water in hand.

Drop em through the windows!!!!


The door is down the steps, around a corner!

Went running yesterday evening and was sweating cobs meaning my skin, shorts and vest were soaking wet. By the time I'd stopped I was like human fly paper with seemingly loads of the little buggers stuck to me.

You trying to bring the thread back to Danny again.

Well, we do like to be very close...

Your car broken again ?

Tomorrow, if the plan works, I intend to visit some imaginary clients in Flamborough and Scarborough, I may be gone all day.

Friday, I have an appointment at a black pudding manufacturers, anyone want any samples ?