Life between coffees.
Yep, the footy tipping competition is on its way gentle readers so fear not. Assuming my monitor un-explodes and I will be able to use my computer this long weekend the invite will be posted early next week.
And this year there’s going to be a twist. Stay tuned.
I just saw the first episode of the new Dr Who.
Thankyou BitTorrent and BBC Wales for giving me back my childhood for 45 wonderful minutes, I can’t wait for the next 11 episodes.
Growing up as a Tiger supporter back when the AFL was the VFL I came to love my Tiger symbol – the tiger striding in front of the yellow sash on a black background on a shield with Tigers – Richmond Football Club above it. They flirted with a stylised Tiger head in the early 90s (words can not express how much I dislike that era) and now the club uses a magnificent tiger head image.
But nothing says Tigers to me more than that old shield. To me, it’s the true Tiger emblem from our most recent glory days so you can imagine how happy I was when my wonderful gal found this.
It’s going on my winter jacket, opposite the new Tiger logo.
Apart from using a name Mr Spielberg and Co may be interested in it seems that Dreamworks On The Bay printing services (even from USB drives) in Hervey Bay took on the wrong person when they apparently mistreated the lovely Miss Beth and M.
There’s more information for you to read on her Dreamworks On The Bay information page.
UPDATE
Here’s the response from Dreamworks. Are they saying Beth is lying? I guess I’ll have to wait for the appropriate action to be taken before I get a chance to ask. And why didn’t they sign off with a name? :
Sir,
PLease be advised that at no stage was a quote requested, this is an every day service at an every day price.In fact this lady advised that at the library the cost was 50 cents per copy, provide your own paper, so she was well aware of the costings associated with this service.
In the event that we find any adverse comments made in the public arena, appropriate action will be taken.
No further correspondence will be entered into untill that time if it may arise
A new camera, more photos.
Once upon a time busses would stop here and this was the welcome to Shepparton.
Thank you to all who emailed and contacted me over the past few days, your thoughts and words mean a lot to myself and my family.
We sent Dad off well. It was a good funeral, if you can have such a thing, and then a long afternoon and evening of happy tales and toasts to the man the whole family loved.
I know the sun will come up tomorrow, and the day after that; but I’m still sad my dad won’t be here to see it. I’m now even more determined to live my life in such a way to make him proud after hearing about how much he meant to so many people.
My Dad passed away at 1:30 this morning.
He was good man, he lived a good life.
He was a great dad.
I have no words for how much I will miss him
I’m going to be away for a while, hopefully no more than a week.
I’ll see you then.
Recently the Richmond Football Club, my beloved Tigers, offered 60 lucky people the chance to have their photo taken with the entire team. For a not too tiny donation to tsunami relief you would get to sit with team for an official photo.
Having no money and with a young Tiger on the way I thought what a great thing would be to do. Rae on the other hand didn’t just think. She pointed out it was a once in a lifetime opportunity and that we would find a way to get the money and have the picture taken. I tried to talk her out of it but she can be very persuasive when she sets her mind to it and I eventually signed up.
Well, Sunday was the day. We rocked on up, registered (I got number 2 although a very grumpy family from Shepparton were in front of me. They had to wait for all the individual shots to be taken before family shots were done) and waited.
The 60 or so people could be spilt in to two distinct groups. Half were obviously footy players who followed the Tiges and wanted the chance to be in a team photo, the other half were footy chicks who wanted to be snapped with Kane Johnson or Brownie. Then there was me – geek boy in the middle of 20 odd super fit professional footballers. Even though I was wearing my jumper with number 10 on the back I felt a little out of place. As I sat down some wise guy in the team said “Hey Staff, he’s got your jumper.”. He didn’t know how right he was – I bought the jumper from the club off Ebay a year or so ago.
Now it’s a four week wait to get the pic. Rest assured, you’ll all get to see it.