Category: Training
Those Marsh Marigolds kinda snuck up on me…
By the time I caught up with her, she was out of sight. It’s one of those daft things you hear as a kid, and it sticks with you. Not sure of its provenance, nor does it matter, I suppose, though I recall my Mum used to say it to us, and she found it … More Those Marsh Marigolds kinda snuck up on me…
Back on track
The weather has been fine of late. Plenty of sunshine. But we still have that chill wind from the East, so Spring is on the subs bench, but it’s not yet on the pitch. It’s been busy at work; this is the time when everyone drags their old mower out of the shed for that … More Back on track
Gauge up!
Those two words. They mean different things to different people, of course. For most engineering types, I suppose it just means the reading on a gauge is going north. I gather it also means to stretch the hole in one’s ear lobe to ever-larger diameters with jewellery. And something in gaming too. For me and … More Gauge up!
Summer in the sun, Winter in the shade…
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. Charles Dickens‘Great Expectations’ I have no doubt in some esteemed academic circles, paraphrasing Dickens is a sackable offence. We have no fear here, dear reader, at … More Summer in the sun, Winter in the shade…
Don’t rain on my parade
There are places I rememberAll my life, though some have changedSome forever, not for betterSome have gone and some remain. ‘In my life’Lennon and McCartney It is St. Patrick’s Day as I type this. Do I like this most Irish of festivals that has seen our proud nation’s profile (and our very green standard) raised at many … More Don’t rain on my parade
Great day for it!
The weekend has been a little tough on the liver, and the heart. My brother came over for another flying visit, and we had a few pints in the local on Thursday, and then we soaked up a little trad music in a local hotel on Friday, which ended up back in the local pub. … More Great day for it!
Rinse, repeat…
This week was very much a rinse and repeat of last week, in terms of work and training. Every day in work is a learning day, and I suppose all this training has to count for something too. Certainly, I feel a little better, even if the body is creaking a bit. I was talking … More Rinse, repeat…
The Decathlon Kid rides again
IN WHICH WE NEARLY TEMPT FATE, BUT THEN REMEMBER THAT TEMPTING FATE IS USUALLY A BAD THING AND THEN DECIDE NOT TO TEMPT FATE… The second full week of work has drawn to a close, and a few observations spring to mind. Firstly, I haven’t been doing those sort of hours since I worked on … More The Decathlon Kid rides again
Rødgrød med fløde (and other tasty tongue-twisters…)
IN WHICH WE DIP OUR TOE INTO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF SHIBBOLETHS, PONDER ON THE POSSIBLE ORIGINS OF THE IRISH MAMMY, AND KEEP TAKING THE TABLETS… My Mum thinks it’s rather hilarious that I have a regular job at last, after nearly reaching the tender age of sixty. Okay, I’m a few years off sixty. … More Rødgrød med fløde (and other tasty tongue-twisters…)