Archive for August, 2009

What better way to end this barbecue summer than with, umm, a barbecue? I piled up the charcoal, used the last of the firelighters and soon had a nice blaze. With a tasty marinade I dealt with the courgette glut and liberally scattered the pepper on my North Norfolk Cajun chicken strips. It was cooked…and […]


Beetlemania

28Aug09

Ramsey has gone. I rehomed him in the shrubbery. He seemed happy enough and scurried off with a cheerful wave of his antennae. … I’ve just noticed that a spider has moved in now. That’s what happens if you leave property vacant. There must be a waiting list.


Song and dance

27Aug09

“Aren’t you being a bit optimistic,” I said casually, “booking the band for our silver wedding party nearly two years in advance?” Mrs R’s eyes narrowed. “What are you trying to say?” She enquired, sharply. “Umm… Well, a lot can happen in twenty-two months. People change.” She raised her eyebrows. I went on, “all sorts […]


I spy plum pie

25Aug09

We have a small plum tree. Every year the wasps eat the plums. This year I got there first…


Today I dressed up as a shark, with a black cardboard fin on my back. Mrs R. was a jellyfish. We went to the beach and swam in the sea, accompanied by my son (a seahorse), daughter number 3 (a crab), cheerful Rachel (an octopus) and daughter number 1 (a shrimp). There were many bemused […]


Bathos

23Aug09

One evening you are sitting on a beach listening to a jazz concert. The next evening you are unpacking the dirty washing at home and wondering where to go next year. That is what holidays are like. Bathetic. We went camping again… to France on a dutiful visit to see one of the children at […]


Sexy games

15Aug09

My posting the other day titled “Swingers” has attracted more search engine traffic to my blog than anything else I have written… I suspect that a few of those people were disappointed. In a world of competitive pressure and customer survey obsessions it is hard not to become focused on statistics. Some bloggers might think […]


Since I left the corporate world I have not kept up with the latest office trends. I’m just back from two days in London feeling unsure about the latest etiquette. In two offices that I visited I was asked to wait at reception. As I sat there, watching Sky News or Bloomberg on the plasma […]


Swingers

10Aug09

“Let’s play under-18s against over 18s,” suggested Mrs R, swinging the Rounders bat athletically. I ducked. “No, let’s play over-45s against under-45’s,” responded one of the children, rubbing salt into the wrinkles. The parents rose from their chairs with a collective groan (it is very hard not to groan when you are over 45 and […]


Drip

09Aug09

In the last 20 years I have drunk about 15,000 cups of coffee whilst sitting at my desk in front of my computer. Fortunately I have only spilt coffee on my computer once. Unfortunately that was this evening. Fortunately I had just bought a 8Gb memory stick to back up all my important work-in-progress files. […]


Wedding planner

07Aug09

Did you see that Hilary Clinton was offered 40 goats and 20 cows for her daughter’s hand in marriage, whilst on an official visit to Kenya?…hmm. I have three daughters. … That would make 120 goats and 60 cows. There is some potential to establish a sizeable dairy farm. Or an organic lawn mowing business. […]


Coccinellidae

06Aug09

Does anybody know a good recipe for ladybirds?… We have a surplus at the moment. And very large courgettes (or marrows as Mrs R calls them). I’ve cycled past the beach twice this week. Each time as I approached the coast it was like speeding through polka dot hail. The air was thick with seven […]


Holiday snaps

03Aug09

On a calm day in summer it is probably possible to cross Lake Garda (Italy’s largest lake) by stepping from deck to gleaming deck of German speedboats. The credit crunch does not appear to have been too debilitating in Hamburg and Frankfurt. From my vantage point, swimming nervously between the waterskiers in the lake, I […]


“Everyone has to make sacrifices when they are on holiday,” said my son, as I lamented the absence of wi-fi at the campsite. I lay in the sun like a morose, fat, white grub, mentally composing witty and engaging blog postings. If I had bothered to write them down, you would be reading them now. […]