Wednesday 18 September 2002

i am a woman of many talents

...none of which are useful in everyday life. I'm typing this with my left hand wrapped up in a tea towel filled with ice. Why, you ask? Because I spilled a mugful of boiling water on it. I made myself a cup of tea in the kitchen here at work and when I tried to move it, it stuck to our less than tidy counter and sloshed boiling hot water all over my hand. I know that I'm a klutz, but this actually wasn't an accident due to my clumsiness. For once.

Our BBQ was good fun and the space hopper races were a riot. We have a page of quotes on our intranet, and thanks to these bouncy space hoppers, I've now been quoted on this page:

'Wow! I can't even straddle this thing!' (Lisa MacDonald)

(quoted by nwise on 18/09/2002 13:59:36)

I'm so misunderstood. I merely meant that as an individual of lesser height, it was hard to get my feet on the ground. I didn't have time to play Chris's mini golf (he actually constructed an elaborate golf course in a room downstairs), but I'm sure everyone enjoyed it.

Tonight I'm taking Paul to a secret location for his birthday dinner. Ah, what the hell, I'll say where it is 'cos he's not going to be reading this page before 7pm. I'm taking him to the Loch Fyne Restaurant, which is a fantastic seafood restaurant in Cambridge. I've only been there once, but I thought it was great and wanted to go again. More importantly, I thought it would be the kind of place Paul would like. When asked what he wanted to do for his birthday, he said that I could pick somewhere and not to tell him. So, after much deliberation, I chose this place. It's not his birthday until tomorrow, but we'll be en route to Kent in the evening so we're going out tonight instead. Hope he likes it! I can always just ply him with a lot of wine so that he thinks he likes it.

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