Monday, 1 June 2009

Oh, blimey

I've just remembered I agreed to write a piece for the newsletter. The deadline is tomorrow morning. I still have to prepare lunch for 12 following a meeting which I'm chairing tomorrow.

Everyone else who writes for the newsletter has something specific to talk about except the chairman. I sort of say "jolly good show, isn't it all splendid, carry on chaps" and I can't bear that sort of thing. I like a specific thing to talk about. Worse, by the time everyone gets the sodding newsletter I won't even be chairman or on the committee any longer.

Maybe that second glass of wine was a mistake?

No, if not driving a second glass of wine is a benefit. Give me a purposeful half hour and I'll have done it.

Then I'll cook lunch.

Hope the weather's good. I'm a bit truly fucked if I have to clear the dining room as well.


Anonymous said...

Ouch. . . you seem to have your hands full!

I wish you luck :)

Dave said...

I'm not commenting on this post because it's got a rude word in it.

Liz said...

There's nothing like a bit of Anglo Saxon for expressing yourself.

Blue Witch said...

The weather's OK so at least you won't have had to clear the dining room.

Rog said...

Come on Dave, the word "Blimey" is a bit tame these days surely?

BK Chowla, said...

While cleaning your dinning room,please clean up the foul word in your post.

Z said...

Dear Mr BK Chowla, I'm so sorry for having offended you. I appreciate that what was, in this case, used in quite a light-hearted manner, as a way of indicating the pressure I felt under could, especially in a different country and culture, be offensive. On the other hand, I'm not going to remove it - I'd not be rude enough to use it on your blog, but I can do what I choose to on mine.

It didn't rain. Thanks, Blue Witch, if you sent a spell this way.