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To add to my growing collection of international sporting tops I present The Bolton Wanderers of the English Premier League. This one’s special though, it’s personalised with my name and the legendary number 17.

Not enough ways to say thanks to Mr Mightier Than.

Oh dear god, PT Barnum was right, I couldn’t help myself.

Rae and had an Enjo do this afternoon and I couldn’t be stopped. Everything seemed so good; it cleaned, it cleaned quick and took no effort so I wanted one of everything. Thankfully Rae managed to hold me back to a kitchen glove and the amazing chamois thing. We had a very wise demonstrator, she let me use the chamois to finish off my car that I was cleaning. One swipe – I was sold and she was a lot better off for her afternoon’s effort.

Now I have to wait a week until I have one of those wonders in my hand. I swear I’ll be washing my car every afternoon, just ’cause I can.

Found out today that I share my birthday with Fin, the Vancouver Canucks mascot.

And Parker Stevenson.

A whale and a Hardy boy, who could ask for more?

To the person who looked up ‘my address‘ on google and ended up here, here’s a tip.

Walk outside. Look at the name of your street. Look at the number outside your place.

That’s your address. I don’t know what it is.

A couple of weeks ago Nigel had a job and no web site.

Now Nigel has a web site and no job.

Taking a little dose of retrenchment in his stride Nigel has launched Mightier Than, his own freelance copywriting business. Within one week he wrote the site, I built it and now he’s ready to take on the world so if you need a bit of the world’s best feelance copywriting take a look at www.mightier-than.com and contact Mightier Than.

Or if you want a web site in a week, give me a call.

Bit warm today, temperature is touching 39 outside so it’s beer weather. So, you are all asking, what is Tony drinking?

Indian Pale Ale – at the moment from the Malt Shovel Brewery but as soon as Goat get their supplies out to our local bottle shop we’re switching to the sublime Mountain Goat IPA.

Who said nothing good ever came Empire building or beer?

Finally got my copy of Revenge (off Ebay), and it’s just as great as I rembered. Made me realise though that kids these days don’t get to have a favourite side. Side B (it was a tape) was always my favourite, even though all the singles were on Side A.

To take me back a little I paused between 5 & 6. I’m old and sad, but have good music.

It’s cyclic, must be.

Flash back to 1984. My school up until then, St Colman’s, had amalgamated with the girls school across the road, Sacred Heart, to form a new co-ed secondary school, Notre Dame College (what a shocker of a site NDC!). Toward the end of the year we held some sort of sports carnival and I, along with a couple of mates (I think it was Joe and Simon, willing to stand corrected by those with a better memory). decided creating a time capsule would be a good idea to get of going to the sports day.

So the day rolls around and we’ve done bugger all about it. After the rest of the school left we raided classrooms and managed to find enough utter rubbish to fill two tubes. (we’d asked for a 30cm wide tube – the store didn’t have any so we got 2 15cm tubes instead. Nice logic there.) God only knows what’s going to be in there, we didn’t keep a list. The terrible thing is that there is, apparently, a plaque where we buried the damn thing and I’m told it has our names on it. I can’t remember when the opening date is, my only hope is that the there will be a highly localised earthquake that swallows exactly the one metre of earth and the plaque that covers it. Save that I may have to change my name in case they track me down and ask me to come to the digging up.

Flash forward 19 years and I was reminded of this today when the Blairgowrie Yacht Squadron called to ask for a copy of their web site (www.bys-aus.com) on CD. It’s going in to a time capsule for twenty five years this coming Sunday. I’m going to have include technical information so some computer historian can attempt to recreate it in 2038. I’ll only be 58 when it’s dug up, maybe I should put my mobile number and email address in with it. Should be good for a laugh come its time.

My ‘new look’. Yes, I managed to grow some hair on my face over my holidays so I’m keeping it for a while.

Is there any more depressing time than 5.30 on a Sunday evening the night before you go back to work after two weeks off?