well now ... where was I

the end of year at work has been a treat I must say. Can you say a d m i n i s t r a t i v e n i g h t m a r e? Not only is there all that client orientated stuff to do. I have deadlines for Semester 2 course materials which begin oh about 8 months from now. Then there is the research audit data entering program thing which was designed by a sadistic mofo of a ... well ... mofo really.

Also M's dad died suddenly which was a terrible shock for all, and will destroy Christmas for them for all time probably. I am going down to be with them on boxing day ... Nelly is back fro Melbavegas which will be excellent. HAve managed to miss her homecomings the last few years ....

I am hobbling around still from riding bike into parked car .... I am stylish and have an inner grace, but I knew no good would come of Dr Locky giving me a bicycle... It was feeling okay until I had a teatowel fight with Tom, back from boarding school and all that jumping around has seemed to fuck it up. The bruises are almost all gone , just the palest yellow marks, and thescabs have almost fallen off. Hadn't had scabs for years ... forgotten how fun they can be ...

Oh and in other stylish and gracious moments I let go of oh about a ream of paper when Locky introduced me to his stepson who is the sex symbol doctor on the national soap ... so I looked liked some drooling fan when I don't even watch the show ... He was very sweet though, as he and his very new wife were leaving he hugged his stepdad and said I love you Locky.

Locky is going to be in one of the women's magazines as one of the two proud fathers of the groom as the magazine paid for the whole shebang ...

So happy holidays to you (all) dear reader(s) and if I knew how to wrap world peace (but as we know I can't even fold a sheet) that would be my present ... or ipods ...