Send three and fourpence, we’re going to a dance

June 28, 2005

What was said to the Project Manager, “After three days of analysis we have discovered where the problem lies. We are now working on a solution which, assuming no further problems, should be ready to unit test by the end of the day.”

What the Project Manager actually heard, “Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, end of the day.”

I might as well be trying to push a kilo of butter up my own arses with a red hot needle.


An eerie silence

June 20, 2005

The Aussies seem a little quiet today! No sporting achievements to crow about I suppose.


Happy birthday

June 14, 2005

To George. George is four years old today, he’s Sam’s best mate from nursery and is a fantastic little boy. The relationship between Sam and George provides a great deal of amusement around both households. Keep it real George!


And the Lord said unto Eve…

June 6, 2005

…You silly moo, I’ll never get the smell out of those anchovies now.