Category: Work

May 04 2017


I’ve mentioned before that the business park where I work, has several empty buildings and that a couple of the larger ones are often used for filming – I’m guessing an offshoot from Pinewood, which is just up the road. It’s quite fun when driving into the estate, to see props and the like laying …

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Mar 19 2017

Getting old

Many of the people I work with in the office are of a younger generation. Whilst I’m not yet in my dotage, I have, several times, noticed that I am the eldest in the room, in whatever meeting it is I am attending. Over the past year, the fact that I am older than most …

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Mar 14 2017

To let

The office where I work, is currently having a refurbishment. This has caused quite an upheaval, as whole departments have had to up-sticks and relocate in other parts of the building, whilst their section is being overhauled. It’s like we are playing musical offices, or something. But, everyone is mucking in and sitting on each …

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Feb 07 2017

Slave to the tech

I was awake early today. Mainly because the alarm went off at 4am for Mrs M to get her arse out of bed. Now, like many people, I have a routine in the morning. And that routine doesn’t include getting up at 4am. But I’m not one for being able to go back to sleep, …

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Feb 06 2017

Best laid plans

Today at work, I have been out and about. Leaving home at 05:45, I soon found myself stationary on the M1, due to a broken down lorry. Once past that, I was then stationary again, thanks to an accident closing one lane. I’d only gone two junctions! Of course, I was then late hitting the …

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Feb 05 2017

Nearly an armful

I’m a blood donor. I give blood. And I gave some yesterday. I have to admit, it’s been a while since last I donated.  I knew that it had been some time, but I was actually shocked when the nurse informed me that it had been over a year since I last stepped foot inside …

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Feb 01 2017

A Day At The Races

Well, not quite. Earlier this week, I went to Ascot Racecourse. Not to watch the gee-gees (dobbin racing doesn’t interest me in the slightest), but to meet up with several hundred of my peers for a Managers Conference. The Water Board loves a conference. I’ve only been there just over a year now and this is the …

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Nov 29 2016

There’s a BAFTA on it’s way, I’m sure of it

Last Friday, I was ‘working’ in that London and so I decided to “let the train take the strain”… that’s an old British Rail advert, as I remember. Anyway, it’s been a while since I travelled into that London by train, for work purposes, and I’d forgotten just how busy it gets, but luckily, getting on …

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Jul 07 2016

Having a shit

Dropping the kids off at the pool; negotiating the release of some chocolate hostages; bombing Porcelain Harbour; curling one out; taking a dump. It’s a natural bodily function. We all do it (apart from Her Majesty The Queen, of course). It’s nothing to be ashamed of. But we do it in private. Because that’s the …

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Jul 05 2016

Out of touch

I left my phone(s) at home yesterday when I went to work. This is something I’ve done a little too frequently, but luckily, I normally notice when I’m just a few minutes down the road. But not yesterday. Yesterday, I realised I was phoneless when I was about halfway through my two-hour journey to work. …

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May 28 2016

Rage Hard

The roads haven’t been kind to me this week and I’ve spent a lot of time just sitting in the car. Monday – Awful journey on the M25. Because it was a Monday. And it was on the M25 Tuesday – Bloody horrendous journey. My normal 90 min journey to Dartford took 3 hours, thanks to …

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Apr 21 2016

Newbury Racecourse

Today is Mrs Queen’s 90th birthday. Funnily enough, last week, I was in her box. She has quite a capacious box, actually. But, it was surprisingly austere. Just like you’d expect a rich old lady’s box to be. Simple but quite roomy. With lots of pictures of the Queen Mum Gawd Bless Her on the walls. …

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Mar 13 2016

Trolley Dolly Folly

I flew up to Edinburgh t’other day, on business. It was the earliest morning flight out of Luton and the SleazyJet plane was half empty. Business men and women (and me) were spread out throughout the aircraft, with many of us having a row of seats to ourselves… which was nice. One or two were …

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Feb 28 2016

I’ll put a spell on you

As you both know, I love a spelling mistake. Let me rephrase that. As you both know, I hate spelling mistakes. I also have an annoying penchant for pointing them out to people. At work, we have a weekly meeting where we review the previous week’s successes and failures. A report showing a million fact, …

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Feb 27 2016


Following on from yesterday’s little moan about mobile phones, I thought I’d mention another thing about them that annoys me. I was on a course a couple of weeks back… just for a day. An introduction to project management, if you must know. Now, in the old days, when we used to go on courses, when …

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Feb 25 2016

We’re watching you

Like most large companies nowadays, the water board (where I work) has a big IT department. And like most – I should say all – IT departments, they are rightfully very cautious about stuff that goes in and out of their systems. As such, I have fallen foul of their Big Brother firewall on several …

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Feb 24 2016

Owning the road

I left for work yesterday morning at my usual time of about 6.30 I drove up Humberstone Road, with several cars ahead of me and a Range Rover behind me. We were all driving slightly faster than the speed limit, in an attempt to get to the traffic lights before they changed. Looking in my mirror, …

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Feb 23 2016

Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs, but…

Yesterday, I went up to Wigan and then on to Liverpool. No, this wasn’t a holiday… it was work related. However, I can’t really mention it here due to commercial confidence… or summat. Anyway, trust me: it’s nothing exciting. But, as I strode the streets of Liverpool, I noticed something that I haven’t seen in …

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Feb 18 2016

Going soft

I had a day out in the field, yesterday. Not an actual field, of course. I try to get out of the office at least one day a week, and I like to go visit the guys at the sharp end, those blokes out in the streets, digging holes; laying pipe; fitting meters; dealing with …

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Feb 05 2016

Photo Friday

I was deleting a load of old photos from my phone, when I spotted this one that I took at work one day. It was early last year, I think. That’s my boot you can see at the bottom of the picture, and that’s my car you can just about see near the top. I titled …

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Jan 09 2016

Sausage, egg, chips and an Animus, please

On the industrial estate where my office is based, there are plenty of unoccupied buildings. On my first day, I drove into the estate and was pleased to notice that the ground floor of one of these buildings had been turned into a café – the imaginatively named Greasy Spoon Café – “That’s handy”, I …

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Dec 22 2015


I had my company induction the other day.  It seems a bit late, considering that I’ve been there six weeks already. (Six weeks! Where did that go?) But I suppose it’s not worth their while to run it too often. There were about twenty of us and some had been there for a couple of …

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Oct 30 2015

Last Day

Today is my last day at work. For the past six years, I have travelled up and down the country (well, countries, really: England, Scotland and Northern Ireland. Don’t know why I never made it to Wales) for work.  I have stayed in more Premier Inns than Lenny Henry is ever likely to and, as …

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Sep 30 2015

Where’s my bloody speedboat?

As I’m sure you are both aware, Premier Inn offers a Good Night Guarantee to its paying guests. We’ve all seen Lenny Henry burying his fat face into a pillow ready for the best sleep he’s ever had. I’ve recounted some of my many, many stays at Premier Inn over the years on this very …

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Sep 27 2015

That Nescafe moment

This week, I have been working down that London again, at a data centre on the Isle Of Dogs. Just around the corner from the data centre is a small row of houses and flats. Nestled amongst them is a small betting shop and when I saw this, I was instantly reminded of something that …

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Sep 09 2015

Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be

I’ve been working down that London this week and it has been a right, royal, pain in the arse. Major roadworks on the North Circular (they’re rebuilding a bridge or something?) has led my Sat Nav to take me on a magical mystery tour through the city. Of course, the North Circ isn’t the only …

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Aug 29 2015

Fifty Shades Of Meh

The kids have been away at scout camp this past week. A week in a field in Great Yarmouth with twenty kids…. those scout leaders deserve a medal… or at least a badge. Of course, with the little darlings being well out of earshot, Mrs M and I thought it would be an ideal opportunity for …

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Jul 30 2015


Mrs M took a phone call in the office yesterday afternoon.  It was from a member of the public, saying that she had found a postman collapsed in the street. Being only a couple of streets away from the office, Mrs M legged it round there. It only took a few minutes for her to …

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