We all have weaknesses

We all have weaknesses.

Some can't resist chocolate. Others can't save themselves from the cuteness of a kitten.

No, really - imagine it, sitting there, looking up at you...

I'm laying here on the bottom bunk, travel mate (probably) asleep - quite sweet really, even if she would kill me for saying that.

There's a few options here. I have hours of audio material on this netbook. There's a pair of good books in the bag. More then one hundred hours worth of sewing that needs to be done.

Instead I'm typing away on the blog (even if this will be posted late - probably when I get to civilisation)(yes, I mean, wifi) half watching a musical.

But there's one small difference.

I happen to keep this specific musical around because it's really easy. It's short, fairly sure to make me smile and sing along.

But I watched this with a friend the other month. We were singing along quite merrily...and she commented about the lyrics.

She pointed out exactly how filthy they were.

Now, I'm not going to give you an example, because this is a family blog. Well, it's intended to be readable by family members from work, anyway.

But all I want to do is sit here and sing along, trying not to laugh at the *terrible* double and triple meanings.

Certainly not going through the motions...

The smallest library in the country

I may well be in the smallest country in the world.

I certainly have more science fiction and fantasy books. I probably have more fiction books...

I don't have more books with authors starting with "Mac". Here, they have an extra 18 inch section before "M" starts...

Things money can't buy

There are many things money can't buy.

Hope, love, peace and time.

But in a city of more then one hundred thousand souls - so not a town, but a city - there is something else you can't buy.

For a day I searched. I looked in the small shops - the local businesses. I searched the chain stores and the national stores that bestride the place. Not a sign.

I can understand not finding an honest politician.

But are non-serrated needle nose pliers to much to ask for?

PC Free

Well, sometimes you just have to do the unpredictable.

Wear a suit to work. Do something you can't stand. Stroke a spider.

If you're the same person at the end of this year as you were at the end of last then it's a waste of a year. Well, unless you're dead. In which case you're not my target audience.

So I'm getting rid of my main PC...and not replacing it for a while.

How long, we shall see. But it'll stop me playing any computer games significantly more complicated then tetris for some time....

Christmas

There are somethings about Christmas that doesn't change.

There is always cheese. This I don't object to.

But then, so things do. Another year passed.

Things end, things begin. What you loose you loose forever.

And the BBC keep screwing up Dr Who.

Rage

I am not an angry person.

But it's 45 minutes till Christmas and I am filled with RAGE and ANGER because of multiple FAIL on someone else's part.

And for added fun they're blaming me.

Yet still I do not shout or rant.

Maybe they'll make me feel better?

If the police are here by morning, it wasn't me...

Change isn't always good

I'm sitting here, first thing in the morning, listening to the radio.

All I can hear is some women from the committee (I can't remember which body, it's too early!) going on about how cheques are dying and how we should set a date to abolish their use.

That less then one in a thousand transactions are cheque based.

All I can say is "you muppets!". All their arguments are being based around the fact that big businesses don't like them because they are a relatively expensive way (for them) to be paid.

About the only defense that seems to be made is that the elderly use them most.

But then, I use cheques on a regular basis. If I need to give someone like a friend or family money I almost certainly use a cheque. Small associations I belong to - they get cheques. When (ok, *if* I give to a charity) it's via small change - or a cheque.

I paid for a weekend break in January with a cheque.

People use them because for a certain class of transaction you can't replace them.

Just because it's 300+ years old does not mean we need to replace them.

Besides - think of the language.

Cheque please!