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I've now "progressed" to referee assessor meaning I stand on the sidelines assessing the poor sods they send out to ref.

Just as I'm getting ready to leave, hail stones are battering horizontally against the house. Lovely day for standing at the side of a playing field for two hours.

I'm taking a morning off to catch up on the piles of links and stuff my friends have been sending me. Did you know that there really is someone called Emma Roids. That's either child abuse or a very poor choice of husband.

They even make racist oats these days: White's Only Oats

While digging out my heavy winter coat, I found my Gary Larson "Far Side" Gallery books. That's my toilet reading sorted for the next few months.

T-mobile and Orange signed their merger today. A coming together of companies who have delusions of adequacy.

Two months left on my contract and T-mobile have a very clear "do not sell my details or pass them on without my permission" notification from me. In the last week, I've had 5 companies call me, all starting with "hi, this is T-mobile, your contract is due for renewal", when pressed, they admit they're resellers who've bought my data from T-mobile. T-mobile deny selling my data when I challenge them, even though the reseller says they got it from T-mobile and there's no other way they could get my name, phone number, address, renewal date, phone type, etc. They've been told that I'm swapping to someone else at the end of the contract and that if I get one more reseller calling me that I'll be reporting them to the Information Commissioner.

No flowers there for a good few weeks, then the roses come out and now there are a few other plants threatening to flower. It seems that my back garden has become unionised. One out, all out.

T-Mobile are pish. Their network is pish, their customer service is pish and I have two months left of my contract before I go with someone else.

The rose bush in my garden has flowered today with two nice big roses. Never seen that in November before!

I shaved off my beard last night just to see what it looks like. I did it in the usual manner of full beard -> mutton chops -> goatee -> moustache -> hitler 'tache -> clean shaven. At the moustache bit, I upset my wife as apparently I look exactly like my dad. I'll be growing the beard back again... I've decided I like the face fur.

I was thinking the same when I heard Robbie's new song

I suppose the posties have to do something on their day off. Nice of some people to organise a Festival for them!

Small "m" mail, not the Daily Mail

I got my mail delivered today.

They played the new Susan Boyle song on Radio 1 this morning, it was actually quite good.

I've discovered that my word of the week has become "f***nut". Especially when aimed at nutjob racists.

Jeremy Vine on Radio 2 just now: "Do email me if you've never used a computer before"

You can now buy bacon jam

They don't... they take it as given that they can screw you because if you fight back you tend to be informally "blacklisted" among the very tight community in one of my core markets. Sue one and you get nothing in future from any of them.

I am looking forward to Stargate Universe tonight on Sky. Robert Carlyle starring.

My client just called and asked if I would consider halving my invoice for the pre-work I did for "goodwill" purposes, I countered by suggesting they double it for "goodwill" purposes considering that I'm now sitting at home as it's far too late to get any replacement client work until next week at the very earliest. They didn't quite get my point when I said that it was "goodwill" that I had no current intention of suing them for breach of contract or enforcing the contract termination clause in the contract.

A difficult to explain problem when you get home!

Yep, I will try to get someone to "buy" it first though, if it doesn't sell then I'll get about 10-20 copies done as a vanity job. Great stuff!

First day in many a month that I've needed lights on while working at home.