A clean sweep!

That's it; they've all objected with virtually the same letter.

I am now the subject of an 'Action Group'. Ahh the suburban home counties.....

Now I must rush off to tend my hanging baskets

And the saga continues

Of the 6 houses in our cul-de-sac 4 have now objected vitriolically to our planning application.

Suspiciously, with the exception of the unintelligent rant of 'fag-ash Lil' across the road they all seem to be virtually the same letter.

I think I can smell a conspiracy!

Positivity

To those of you have have read my blog since it's inception will know that I am prone to more than my fair share of negativity.

In this, my 39th year on this planet I have realised it doesn't bloody well get me anywhere and so A little more positivity is in order before I turn 40 and turn in to a grumpy old man.

'I don't believe it....'

How to piss of all your neighbours at once....

I've submitted a planning application and created my own personal shit storm in the quiet little cul-de-sac were Wifey, me and The Boy and The Girl live with our two scraggy moggies.

Remember the Kolb grief cycle? No one likes change!

All work and no play

Many moons ago now I used to have a good job. I had literally dozens of subordinates ready to to my bidding, admittedly there was always a group who moaned like hell and needed a good kick up the backside, but invariably they did what I told them to do.

Now I work for Wifey.

That's right for getting on for 2 years I have been my wife's PA. It's a hell of a culture shock I can tell you and there have been ups and downs.

The bid downs side is you are always at work. Pillow talk now can be a list of jobs to do tomorrow; sometimes it's the best time to talk. It can sure be a passion killer!

And two years went by

I last posted in October 2008. Back then we were just heading in to reccession and the writing was on the wall for my job. I predicted well and was made redundant in January 2009. This was acuatlly fortunate timeing as I was goiing to hand in my resignation anyway.

Wifey's business was getting bigger and she needed help; she also managed to get herself pregnant....

The girl was born on 11 August 2009 and life's just been a whirlwind since. Oh, and she's just the most beautiful little thing. Platinum blond hair, big, big blue eyes, the colour of sky and always smiling and giggling. I can see I'm going to have serious troubles with her when the boys start to notice her.

The business has grown and there are now 5 of us.

I really do need to make some me time for a quick blog now and again.

Oh, and is anyone still out there?