Will it ever end?

It's Children in Need day here so we are all in fancy dress here at work today.

Last year I decided to be a bit daft and dressed as a fairy. Unfortunately my inflatable boobs burst so I was a flat chested fairy. We took a stack of money though so it was all good in the end.

Strangely its only the office staff who join in, and even then not everyone. Non of the warehouse or workshop staff do. Oh well, at least we then get to go and beg money off them for the cause.

Unfortunately this year I fear that the money we raise will be down on last year. Its almost 10am and so far today we have raised just about £0 and foot traffic in the showroom is down due to the recession. Its a shame really but I'm going to start pestering people for their loose change (and loose folding money too) shortly. The tight bleeders better not say 'Oh I'm Skint' only for me to find them in the pub later.

Anyway, this year I wanted to surpass my last outfit and as I had previously bought something for a Beach Party fancy dress night at the Harley Davidson meeting I go to (St Leger Chapter Iron Horse) I decided this year is would be Hula Girl for me.

There seems to be a theme emerging here though; I'm not a cross dresser really I promise. I have already said that if we do it again next year I'm definately coming as a man.

Oh, and it's bleeding freezing too.

Well that have haven't they? I have been lazy haven't I? No one really cares though do they?

Anyway, loats of stuff have happened really.

Firstly. I have had work done on a new logo. I started this because our old logo did not scale very well. It worked fine when it was large but as it got smaller the text dissapeared into the background becoming unreadable.

Other reasons for undertaking this revisions included bring the logo up to date in colour (which will fit in with another revamp of the site at a later date) and to make it match our other logo's for stairs, door frames, handles etc.

Secondly. I started walking to and from work. I went Scuba Diving again while on holiday in the Maldives. I could only manage 58 minutes dive time even using the larger 14 litre tanks. So time to get off my arse and get back into training. I didn't want to build muscle, only be able to not gasp for breath while walking to the toilet. This also has the added bonus of making sure I leave work on time. Its a 4 mile walk to work. And dependent on route, 3.25 to 4 mile journey home. I don't do it every day, about 4 times a week is all. But I also walk in the woods on a Sunday. I have been using Runkeeper for the iPhone to track my progress and improvement which is brilliant. I have already noticed a massive difference.

Thirdly. We have climbed back to Position 1 for the search term 'doors'. My god what a lot of work this took. Made some tweaks. Buffed the site. Complained to Google due to the amount of webspam showing above us on their Caffeine Sandbox. Hey Presto! Number 1. I don't know how long we will stay there but anyway whatever happens I do know that we have fantastic content and loads of info which is good for the user.

Fourthly. I am having more holidays :)

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And Happy Birthday to William Shakespeare too.

William Shakespeare, "King Richard II", Act 2 scene 1
Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)

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I have been having a 'Spidey Sense is tingling' thing all day long. It's starting to unnerve me now.

It's not just a Sixth Sense thing any more either. I have a sickly feeling in my stomach.

Maybe I'm getting a terrible illness or maybe the world is going to end in a major disaster.

Or maybe its just residual hangover. I'm thinking probably the 2nd option.

I went shopping to Meadowhall yesterday to pick up a couple of things for my daughter for her 21st birthday.

I saw this guy in a bright green vest top. He didn't have the greatest physique but was not a lard arse. But he walked about like he thought he was '10 men', arms splayed out and looking around as if to say 'look at me ladies'.

Why the hell don't people realise that they look like freaks instead of thinking 'Excuse me miss, tell me this. Am I cool? Or are you wrong?'