A group of 15 people have gathered outside my house. I wonder what they want?

My dreams of a quiet start to the week are shattered - multiple #fails at work mean I'm already chewing my tongue and muttering bad things..

A very lazy Sunday I think...

Rise and shine!

Its too late to be up, go to bed people... :)

Mulled wine at the borough ftw

The wife makes me eggs Benedict for breakfast. Amazingly good! :)

Saturday feels like Sunday for some odd reason.

Slept through lunch. *yawn*

A bit dazed and confused today.

Cooking a big curry... Oh yes.

Moustache has reached problem length: when I drink coffee it acts as a sponge, absorbing liquid and releasing it only when cup is removed...

Eating a piece of ginger and walnut cake I made at lunchtime... Mmmm...

Curried lentil, rice and coconut soup...

Ah, a morning of problems confounded by works email suddenly going down. Bring on the coffee...

A little sandwich for lunch...

Argument outside the house: Her: "Don't touch me!" Him: "Why do you have to do this? I hope you die!" ... Depressing.

Thai style spicy Aubergine and noodles for lunch

Monday! hurray! aren't Monday mornings great?

Considering Sunday afternoon beers...

Late breakfast...

Driving home...

Lounging on an oversized bed, about to find some food, then brave some Scottish-island pubs. A pint of heavy, please, barkeep.

Staying in a lovely cottage next to a lovely loch. lovely weather. lovely.

An adult, with full free-will delusions, I am easily led. Down dark paths. Into the depths. Just saying, like.

In bed, on holiday. Just saying.

Mulled wine, we love you.

Bloody rain.

IS ON BLOODYWELL HOLIDAY IS ALL! (That required caps)

Today's lunch will be celeriac and carrot soup, with a side-dish of cheesy-chips :)

Having a veggie sausage with mustard to pep me up. And coffee. What? No, that's a sensible mid-morning snack.

Feeling a modicum of stress.

Time to dash across London to catch my train...

Not the greatest lunch

£7.40 for two guiness is just wrong

Leaving for London soon - packing my bags, making my sandwiches, putting some clothes on...

And so begins day 308 of the year 2009.

Woken to a house full of empty bottles, leaves and cake.

Okay. breakfast is greasily digesting, now I shall use its power... for good!

Ah, hello, weekend.

Ralph is having a hot toddy.

Awake to aches, blocked nose, coughing fit. Hello, illness.

An enormous chunk of leek and potato pie from last night for lunch. I'm full just looking at it.

Off to the pub! :)

Wondering if my lunch is too big...

Battling the evil SQL hordes again,

Vegetarian Banquet at Golden Lion

 

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Vegetarian banquet at Golden Lion, Lancaster

NOT enjoying the last, normally calm, last half hour of my working day.

It's no good, I'm cracking... Have to reheat the pizza right now... #hunger

I hate half-term. The streets are full of screaming kids and all my friends are on holiday, probably still in bed. Bastards.

I've tried cheese savoury for the last time. Feel queasy. I have the face the fact that I hate it.

My oh my, how rough we feel today. Anyway, sleep is overrated. Hoping that a roast at the white cross will help...

Some days you just need to make a shit-load of bajis

Ralph is collating all the first-orgasm stories he was told last night.

Ralph, is technically awake.

Aha, home, bless you...

Countdown to party... Now the question is, as I feel rough as a badger's arse, do I pre-party-prep by A: Sleeping, or B: Drinking beer?

It's time for Radio Darvish. Yes, it's the kind of day where traditional Persian music is just what is required.

Hot cat in box

Now, if I can just stay busy for long enough perhaps I can pretend that I'm not hungover.

Got that Friday feeling :( shame it's Thursday then...

Now feeling rather sick after eating too much bombay mix. Must be the E621, E160c, E100, E102, E110 and E330... *sigh*

Eating a bowlful of spicy balti bombay mix to help me focus...

For some people flawed is perfectly acceptable. They seem very happy. If this is ideal, then perhaps I'm flawed.

Stuck inside for lunch today waiting for British Gas - "Any time between 12 and 6" - wtf? How vague is that?

Wish *I* was drinking a mojito right now, like some I could mention :( *sigh*

Personally, I think that a nice, ice-cold bottle of lager would make the last 30 mins or so of the working day just that little bit better.

Urgh, hungry again, the desire for curry is strong... very strong...

Now that's just not funny - where the hell did the weekend go?

Off to buy some weekend beer.

Feeling the power of css coursing through my veins. Just a shame that css isn't a funky designer drug.

Lovely day in Lancaster... Shame that someone has let their dog shit just outside my door. Dog turds can really take the shine off your day.

#lancaster gone forever has the golden glow that walked me home, replaced by sterile leds. ..

Fried halumi, hummus, salad and chilli wrap for lunch

Foggy day in Lancaster

Now to start the next batch of sloe gin... xmas will be hazy this year...

Off to buy some litres of gin.

I seem to have forgotten how to sleep. Third day now of simply lying there, awake in the dark. Feel more Zombie-like with each passing hour.

under the duvet on the sofa feeling ill and sorry for myself

Just had a gift of sloes... I feel a few more litres of gin coming on...

Wife ill all night long. Morning, my stomach does a wobbly back-flip... Oh dear... Hopefully just toast-desire.

happy cat in square of autumn sun on the bed

INT. DIMLY LIT, CHILLY ROOM. Web designer can be seen hunched over a keyboard, muttering to himself. A cup - I ♥ NY - stands empty and cold.

Another tough Monday looms - cough, cold, no sleep...

hoping for rain so I can stop thinking that I should get out and do something wholesome

Doesn't feel too clever today...

And the wife leaves for London in a vague swoosh of intensity...

A cat, in a curtain, does not help productivity...

Food at the whitewell inn today, what a great pub!

Afternoon off ftw, heading for a pub lunch in a sleepy, leafy, quaint village, then a walk in the hills. Enjoy your afternoons.

Just corrected something terrible, but luckily, no one else had noticed...

Baked mushroom, potato, spinach and cheese in a white-wine and cream sauce for lunch... Soooo rich and fattening - feels good.

Cat flap was damaged during night. Now the it gently wafts opens with the slightest breeze, sending a chilly wind through the house...

This day is off to a horrible start....

photo taken with a combo of binoculars and my phone of suspicious people at the end of street!

Almost time for spicy tofu Thai Yellow Curry with rice...

Not entirely sure that I'm actually enjoying Monday morning.

Cocktails with the girls...

Heart stopping butter fried rosti with melted cheese and fried egg for breakfast...