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TV Heaven - three UEFA Cup ties in a row. Plus a four pack of St Peter's real ale. Can't be beat - even if bloody Pompey did rag it into the next round with a goal deep in time added on.
Time for bed.
Time for bed.
2008-10-03
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Quiet shift today, being leap week; I did two or three interviews, made appointments for a few of people and spent the rest of the time getting answering machines or 'no reply'. Twice in the second half of the shift the computer ran out of cases to throw me. The first time, Sue was glad to have me available to stuff three more carousels; the second time, just after 2 pm, Christine just got me to switch to another selector, but again I ended up just making appointments and getting answerphones.
I do love Leap Week; what a shame it's over now. In other news I've hawked up some huge globules of gilbert today; my throat felt clearer after each one, so hope that's a sign my cold's on the way out.
Driving lesson after work. Made the worst possible start, stalling twice from not putting the clutch all the way down when braking for turns. The rest of the lesson went OK, though, especially after Peter told me to step on the gas when straightening up after turns (previously, I'd been waiting till after I straightened up to accelerate, meaning I came out of turns rather slow). By the end, Peter said that although I still needed to work on applying more brake coming up to junctions, and I'm still over-steering on right turns, it's getting a lot better. That'll do me.
I do love Leap Week; what a shame it's over now. In other news I've hawked up some huge globules of gilbert today; my throat felt clearer after each one, so hope that's a sign my cold's on the way out.
Driving lesson after work. Made the worst possible start, stalling twice from not putting the clutch all the way down when braking for turns. The rest of the lesson went OK, though, especially after Peter told me to step on the gas when straightening up after turns (previously, I'd been waiting till after I straightened up to accelerate, meaning I came out of turns rather slow). By the end, Peter said that although I still needed to work on applying more brake coming up to junctions, and I'm still over-steering on right turns, it's getting a lot better. That'll do me.
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Just been to see Kat Perrio at the Windsor Castle. I stationed myself at a table where, on the far side, someone had abandoned a half-finished glass of wine; several guys, passing by, said to me "She's left you, mate." Kat delivered another fine set, although many of my own favourites from her previous performances were omitted. She still did Summer of '69 and Torn though, and when she closed the first half with Big Spender she wandered round the pub flirting with various men, and included me. Only about half of those present were really interested in Kat's performing - I had to put up with endless chatter around me while she was singing - and there were no encounters with local celebrities or old school pals this time, but as this is the only one of three performances the lady is giving before Christmas that I could have got to, I'm glad I was there to support her.