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Nov. 5th, 2006
Falling Down
Nov. 5th, 2006 11:52 amThe new jeans behaved exactly like the old jeans: falling off my slender frame.
This called for drastic measures.
For the first time in – oh, maybe fifteen years – I have to wear a belt.
I don’t like wearing belts; they get in the way, I don’t find them comfortable, and generally I just haven’t needed them. I can’t quite work out why I need one now, but clearly I do.
At least my trousers aren’t falling down.
This called for drastic measures.
For the first time in – oh, maybe fifteen years – I have to wear a belt.
I don’t like wearing belts; they get in the way, I don’t find them comfortable, and generally I just haven’t needed them. I can’t quite work out why I need one now, but clearly I do.
At least my trousers aren’t falling down.
Falling Down
Nov. 5th, 2006 11:52 amThe new jeans behaved exactly like the old jeans: falling off my slender frame.
This called for drastic measures.
For the first time in – oh, maybe fifteen years – I have to wear a belt.
I don’t like wearing belts; they get in the way, I don’t find them comfortable, and generally I just haven’t needed them. I can’t quite work out why I need one now, but clearly I do.
At least my trousers aren’t falling down.
This called for drastic measures.
For the first time in – oh, maybe fifteen years – I have to wear a belt.
I don’t like wearing belts; they get in the way, I don’t find them comfortable, and generally I just haven’t needed them. I can’t quite work out why I need one now, but clearly I do.
At least my trousers aren’t falling down.
I was on the phone on Friday to G., one of my oldest and closest friends; I don’t see enough of him – since close for me is four hundred miles away – and we rarely speak on the phone.
I had emailed him recently since I was after a mutual friend’s phone number, and I suggested that I visit him and his family in Bristol sometime soon, since I have have a lot of leisure time at the moment. G. and I had spent a week or so playing answerphone ping-pong.
He finally caught me on Princes St on Friday; I stood in the sunshine, looking at the castle, grasping a bag containing a new pair of Levi’s, talking to my mate in Bristol.
Turns out that it would be a really bad time to visit, since they are having their kitchen rebuilt (they were planning that when I was down in February); and, more importantly, because he has just handed his notice in.
This was quite a surprise. It turns out he had simply had enough: driven crazy by the irritations of corporate life, he chucked it in.
He is going to take a couple of months out (so January or February would be a much better time to visit; I might even persuade G. up north), maybe volunteer for a short while, before deciding what to do.
It sounds so eerily familiar.
There is a lot of it going around.
I had emailed him recently since I was after a mutual friend’s phone number, and I suggested that I visit him and his family in Bristol sometime soon, since I have have a lot of leisure time at the moment. G. and I had spent a week or so playing answerphone ping-pong.
He finally caught me on Princes St on Friday; I stood in the sunshine, looking at the castle, grasping a bag containing a new pair of Levi’s, talking to my mate in Bristol.
Turns out that it would be a really bad time to visit, since they are having their kitchen rebuilt (they were planning that when I was down in February); and, more importantly, because he has just handed his notice in.
This was quite a surprise. It turns out he had simply had enough: driven crazy by the irritations of corporate life, he chucked it in.
He is going to take a couple of months out (so January or February would be a much better time to visit; I might even persuade G. up north), maybe volunteer for a short while, before deciding what to do.
It sounds so eerily familiar.
There is a lot of it going around.
I was on the phone on Friday to G., one of my oldest and closest friends; I don’t see enough of him – since close for me is four hundred miles away – and we rarely speak on the phone.
I had emailed him recently since I was after a mutual friend’s phone number, and I suggested that I visit him and his family in Bristol sometime soon, since I have have a lot of leisure time at the moment. G. and I had spent a week or so playing answerphone ping-pong.
He finally caught me on Princes St on Friday; I stood in the sunshine, looking at the castle, grasping a bag containing a new pair of Levi’s, talking to my mate in Bristol.
Turns out that it would be a really bad time to visit, since they are having their kitchen rebuilt (they were planning that when I was down in February); and, more importantly, because he has just handed his notice in.
This was quite a surprise. It turns out he had simply had enough: driven crazy by the irritations of corporate life, he chucked it in.
He is going to take a couple of months out (so January or February would be a much better time to visit; I might even persuade G. up north), maybe volunteer for a short while, before deciding what to do.
It sounds so eerily familiar.
There is a lot of it going around.
I had emailed him recently since I was after a mutual friend’s phone number, and I suggested that I visit him and his family in Bristol sometime soon, since I have have a lot of leisure time at the moment. G. and I had spent a week or so playing answerphone ping-pong.
He finally caught me on Princes St on Friday; I stood in the sunshine, looking at the castle, grasping a bag containing a new pair of Levi’s, talking to my mate in Bristol.
Turns out that it would be a really bad time to visit, since they are having their kitchen rebuilt (they were planning that when I was down in February); and, more importantly, because he has just handed his notice in.
This was quite a surprise. It turns out he had simply had enough: driven crazy by the irritations of corporate life, he chucked it in.
He is going to take a couple of months out (so January or February would be a much better time to visit; I might even persuade G. up north), maybe volunteer for a short while, before deciding what to do.
It sounds so eerily familiar.
There is a lot of it going around.
Walking in Washington.
Nov. 5th, 2006 01:09 pmIn August we went to Washington; this post describes some of the things we did, and some of the thoughts I had. There are quite a few pictures – if you want to see the full set of photographs, click here!
( And click here to read – and see – what I saw in Washington… )
( And click here to read – and see – what I saw in Washington… )
Walking in Washington.
Nov. 5th, 2006 01:09 pmIn August we went to Washington; this post describes some of the things we did, and some of the thoughts I had. There are quite a few pictures – if you want to see the full set of photographs, click here!
( And click here to read – and see – what I saw in Washington… )
( And click here to read – and see – what I saw in Washington… )