I'm using a picture that I used last year but I like it so much that I'm making no apologies for using it again. If you want to see more of the same sort of thing, you can find them in my Funny file. Creative ideas like this are too good to be used just once.
It's been a bits and pieces sort of week and the reason I've not blogged is due to a OU text that I've been trying to get my head around. If you look at this extract you might get a better idea of the problems I've had:
Look at a man, or any other animal of prodigious strength, and what is your idea before reflection? Is it that this strength will be subservient to you, to your ease, to your pleasure, to your interest in any sense? No; the emotion you feel is, lest this enormous strength should be employed to the purposes of rapine and destruction. That power derives all its sublimity from the terror with which it is generally accompanied, will appear evidently from its effect in the very few cases, in which it may be possible to strip a considerable degree of strength of its ability to hurt.
On and on Edmund Burke drones (can you drone if it is written?) :why say one word when you can say 20. I only have so much brain and it's been almost fully occupied with this.
One thing I did do was download lots of old songs and album tracks that I used to like and I am now sitting wallowing in nostalgia. It's a mix of Al Stewart (yes, the Year of the Cat man but so much more to him than that track; in fact we often coincide our trips to the UK with one of his concert dates), there are a few Gerry Rafferty tracks (yes, the Baker Street man - did you know he has gone missing?), a couple of Oasis (Wonderwall and Don't Look Back in Anger), the Proclaimers (remember that Scottish du0, one of them had thick horn rimmed glasses - 500 Miles and Letter from America), T'Pau (China in your Hand and Heart and Soul), Kate Bush (the Man with the Child in his Eyes) and lastly (I should have done this as a list really) Simple Minds classic song Belfast Child.
One drawback I had whilst doing this was that due to having a French address the UK sites won't let you download from them - never mind that my Visa card is UK registered; apparently there are all sorts of international restrictions on this. I had to turn to a French site and do you know what - they didn't have any Fine Young Cannibals tracks listed at all. It was like they had never existed (didn't Roland Gift have an amazing voice), so I might be forced to try 'other methods' to get their tracks I wanted.
Another thing I did was try and kick my biscuit addiction. I have quite an addictive personality and for a long while I was quite addicted to Rowntrees Fruit Gums - yes, even the yellow and green ones.
I would buy a packet every morning from the kiosk at Oxford Circus station and by about an hour later there would be none left. One morning the kiosk owner had run out and I got some Fruit Pastilles instead but it just wasn't the same and I felt a bit cheated. By about 10.30 I'd had to nip out of the office and go to a sweetshop to get my Fruit Gum fix and that's when I woke up to the fact I had a problem. I mean it's not exactly 'waiting for the man' but I didn't want to have something for which I had developed such a need. It took me a month to get rid of the craving but I did it and I haven't had one since then (cue for the group hug at an addicts meeting).
Anyway, the current 'habit' is a biscuit. The thing is that it isn't just the one - whilst I'm studying I get through lots of cups of tea and of course there has to be a biscuit with tea. I have two while the kettle is boiling, then two to dunk and then the Final Two. Of course this had to stop - and it has now been three days without one. It's not as if I can eliminate them from our house; because of Poppy the bichon's allergies she cannot have dog biscuits as there are things in them to which she has a bad response. I get plain boring 'human' biscuits for the dogs and put them in their own canister and I'm trying to make myself imagine that petit beurre are in fact the most disgusting thing in the world and that I mustn't nick them.