Lies!!!

Michele tagged me for this! In this meme, she challenged me to tell some lies. This is not something that comes easy to me, someone who once had the nick-name "Honest John"...

Here goes, I hope you enjoy it.


Pride: What is your biggest contribution to the world?
Impossible to say. My mere existence has improved the world no end, but I believe that it is the little things that count, such as this blog, which regularly brings a ray of sunshine into the otherwise dull and pointless lives of my readers.

Envy: What do your co-workers wish they had which is yours?
Where do I start? My dashing good looks, my brains, my talent for whatever I turn my hand to?

Gluttony: What did you eat last night?
A Chinese meal for 6, 3 cheese cakes and 12 bottles of beer.

Lust: What really lights your fire?
Peanut butter.

Anger: What is the last thing that really pissed you off?
We ran out of peanut butter.

Greed: Name something you keep from others.
I am actually richer than Bill Gates, but I don't tell anyone, not even my family. If I told them they would want me to spend some of it, and then where would I be, huh? And even worse, if the news got out I would have all these pesky poor people asking for donations so that their dogs could have operations, or their kids could go to Disney Land, not to mention the charities with their bleeding heart-begging for my cash! No, it's all mine!

Sloth: What’s the laziest thing you’ve ever done?
Being too lazy to chew my own food and forcing my children to chew it for me and then spit it into my mouth.


So there you go! Genuine RCBS!

Please feel free to join in!

Update

Sunday was great - good weather, good friends, good food and drink. Of course, somehow we ended up with more wine than we started with...

I have got Number One Son here with me this week, learning a bit of GIS, web design, etc. I might be a bit scarce as a result. We are having great fun, though.

More soon - watch out for another photo - me age 11...

Friday chillout...

...maybe I will sing next time...

25 years ago...

Just found this photo of the band I was in during my late teens and early 20s. That is me on the left.

Stuff...

I had a day off, yesterday.

My daughter was going to the cinema with the school (to see Ice Age 3) as a reward for being such a good pupil. This is an odd one, really. We have had letters saying that her attendence is not as good as they want it to be, but her work is faultless and she got this reward so things can't be that bad. We know that she has days off when she just wakes up feeling like crap, but after the way things went with our eldest daughter we just don't push things. Most parents are paranoid about their childrens' health - I guess we are even more so?

Anyway, after the movie she was going to be left in town, so I wanted to be around to meet her and come home with her. Work has been quiet - workwise, that is, the drilling in the foundations is less quiet - so I took the whole day and we decided to make the most of it.

Got the kids to school.

Walked the dogs (Custard and my dad's dog, Spot).

Collected my dad's pension for him.

Went shopping for party food.

Did the house work.

Were "married" to the sound of a distant thunderstorm, only for there to be a massive clap of thunder seemingly right overhead at the vital moment. Nearly died laughing at that!

Collected my daughter and walked her home while she told me about the insane nurse who had given her a jab that morning.

Apparently she stood there with a huge needle and told my daughter that she was tense, needed to "relax like a teenager".

"How do I do that?" Good question.

The nurse grabbed her by the shoulders and SHOOK HER!

"What are you doing?"

"Relaxing you."

"Well that really didn't work!"

The nurse then stabbed her in the arm, said "Oh", pulled it out and stabbed it in again in exactly the same spot! Nice!

Oh well, it is all done now.

Then in the evening we played Poker with the Michael Jackson tribute on TV. Brooke Shields talking about her friendship with Michael and Jermaine Jackson singing Smile had me going. A sad end to a very sad life, IMO!

The weekend

What a weekend!

The weather was amazing (hot and sunny all day with rain at night to keep the plants happy) so we got stuck in to sorting out the garden for our party next week.

Next Sunday would have been my eldest daughter's 22nd birthday, so we are having an open house with food, drink, games systems (Sega Mega Drive and N-64 in the shed, Wii in the living room), tombola with prizes, etc, etc. My daughter loved things like this so it is another way of remembering her in a positive way.

Mrs RC really went to town on the gardening while I took the garden truck to the DIY store for gravel - 2 trips in the end, but well worth it as my barbeque area is now all gravelled and great to work in. I thought about my American friends as I slaved away - I was sure that they were having a much more relaxing 4th of July than I was!

We also dismantled the trampoline that the kids have grown out of, which makes the garden feel much bigger. Our garden is rather small and we have to make the best use of the space we have got. The trampoline is on its way to a new home where it will hopefully serve for a few more years.

Sunday was more relaxing - a stroll into town for a bit of shopping and then back for a barbeque in my new gravelled area. It was great. We had a mix of fab sausages, gammon slices and tuna steaks. This was my fiirst time with tuna and it was really good - I suspect that this will become a regular thing for us now.

Oh, as I rarely do gardening, I had forgotten how dirty you get. Sunday morning I got up and looked in the bath and saw the muck that I had left behind! ICK! I was appalled! I could probably have grown rice in there!

Anyway, this is getting a bit long, so I will sign off now!

Bye!

Spiderman, Spiderman

My dad has been feeling a bit under the weather lately, so we have taken to walking his dog for him.

His dog is a white, short haired Jack Russell terrier called Spot. He is a fun little dog, who seems to enjoy his walks in the fields with Custard. We don't let them run loose, but have them on those extending leads that wind back in automatically.

Normally, Mrs RC and I take one each when we go out, but when one of us has to do it things can get quite entertaining, as they often decide that the most exciting sniffs are in opposite directions. Mrs RC says that when this happens she feels like Spiderman.

Last night I had to walk them on my own.

Hm, Spiderman, eh? I wonder if you could do it for real, swinging along streets, with dogs on leads? Maybe if you had a pair of bull terriers (or maybe Boston Terriers if you were fairly light?), you could hurl them up so they grapped onto something with their teeth, so you could swing on them? Then, once the second one had a grip the first would let go ready to grab hold of something else? Interesting idea, don't you think?

Better go now, before you get too worried about me!

Happy 4th of July, everyone!