Planning

It is maybe 10 months to R-day, although it may be that it could be as long as a year.  This means I have to undergo something totally alien to me - Planning.

I have never been a good planner.  True, I sorta 'planned' our move from London to N Wales, and sorta 'planned' my wedding 20 odd years ago, but it still needed nagging from various parties or even physical manhandling (oo er) for me to get done what needed to be done.

There are some plans in my head, including the practical stuff I could do soon after the dread day (although I am not sure if that is an accurate description) but whether I will actually do them, well, that just remains to be seen.  I know me too well.

There are lots and lots of stuff I have 'in progress'.  I mean, you name it, training on general workplace stuff (what my colleague calls 'clipboard management training'); training on technical stuff such as Java, CSS; training in Knowledge Management, short stories started, not finished; Welsh language learning in progress...actually there is shed loads more that I could state but could never remember.  Oh yeah, thatangellook and SHOTS reviews.  Oh, and keeping the job I've got going, and my sanity, for up to a year.  Oh and yeah, keeping the other half happy.  And...

You get the picture.

Actually, this is me all over.  I Am Work In Progress.  Wouldn't have it any other way.

The Nick N Dave show

Am I alone in my optimism for the new government?  I remember that some people thought, given the age gap, my marriage wouldn't last 6 months.  Here I am, twenty years later, still married to the same guy, and although there is hardly a parallel with politics, the principle is the same.  The apathy and cynicism amongst other bloggers just disgusts me.

I think some people are forgetting that if this all goes belly up, the few that were voting for the LibDems probably never will again.  They could have said no, sat back as the Tories tried to form a minority government, joined with Labour in a vote of no confidence a few months down the line and started again.  Probably getting similar, or maybe more, votes at the next General Election.

You could say what they have just done is potentially political suicide.

On the other side of the swing, you have Cameron, probably desperate since a babe to become PM, willing to take a job on that is a poisoned chalice.  Is this a guy who stopped at nothing just to get power, or does he really want to make a difference?  At the end of it, he could be hero or...um...zero.  And everyone will go back to voting Labour, who spent the last 13 years spending money we didn't have.

So it seems a lot of people, including those idiots shouting 'Tory Scum' at the end of Downing Street want the wars abroad to continue, want their money going in one pocket and out of the other, want no growth in this country, and want a voting system where no party will get a majority and therefore major reform in anything will be impossible.

I vote for change.  Yeah, it's gonna hurt.  But it can't hurt more than the last few years of someone who was not capable of running the country.  Why don't you give them a chance before saying it is all going to fail?  Why not do something radical, such as support them, or if that sticks in the craw, sit back and let them get on with it?  They might surprise you.  Yeah, it might go belly up.  But I for one am impressed that they are willing to try.

A new home

This blog is moving and becoming a web page off my own website That Angel Look. Although I have enjoyed my time here, it's easier to consolidate things.

The blog will contain the same inane ramblings, I expect, along with stuff about a minor obsession I have with Mike Ripley's Angel series.

Hope to see you there. The direct link to it is here

No blog

In a bizarre turn of events, I can't blog from home any more - not sure why, maybe something to do with Zone Alarm or the AVG update? Whatever! I don't blog very frequently, and the thing is... has been seriously overlooked for a long time, but it's going to be even longer, as I am concentrating my writing on my new web site. Link later when it has more than a page. Mebbe I'll transfer my blog to there.

Just when I thought...

Look, no apologies for not posting for a rigidiculous amount of time. I've been busy, and sulking for most of the time I have to admit. Trouble at work. Don't ask.

I was perhaps thinking, had a mere inkling at the back of my mind that Mike Ripley's Angel's Share was going to be the last in the series. Not so. I'm ashamed that the mere thought had even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind. (sorry Douglas).

There it is in the rainforest bookstore (cryptic). In black and white. Sometimes blue and white. Whatever. Angels Unaware. Out in July. Oh yes.