What I did on my weekend

I feel like I should blog about this weekend but I’m not sure what to say. So, to summarise my activities:

I went to see Hot Fuzz. It's very funny – go see it, it defies classification and I’m just guessing but I think it’s one of those great films that American’s just won’t get. Watch out for those decaffeinated corpses.

I had dinner at the London Street Brasserie with Alice. It's sooooo nice – definitely recommended. If you go before 7pm there’s a set menu that is a bit cheaper but still delicious. We had rather a lot of food by accident and sticky toffee pudding to die for, or at least to go back for again sometime.

I also went to a Tim Minchin gig. Again, very funny, although why, oh why, do comedians seem to think that they have to be crude to be funny? He was funny and tended to spoil it by needing to be crudely controversial, I just don’t get it. Are things really funnier when they’re crude? Or am I just getting/continuing to be prudish?

I had lunch with the Bishop, along with the rest of the newly renamed parish pastoral council. Again, fantastic food and the revelation that for lent the Bishop has given up checking his emails before Breakfast!

I helped run a confirmation session on the gift of wisdom, which left me feeing very unwise, but my group finally started to actually talk - Woohoo!


How did I fit that into a weekend? Hmmm… Must be time for more coffee so that I can start planning the next one... :-)

Work.

I really like being an engineer. I'm currently really enjoying it. Sometimes I even know what I’m doing. However, not as often as other people think I do.

And why am I enjoying my work at the moment? – I can’t help but think that it might just have something to do with the fact that I prayed about it. This happens every time, and yet I still somehow manage to completely forget to pray.

The sign that I’ve uploaded is one that always amuses me. It can be found on the edge of all deep water tanks. I’d love to know how it ended up with such random terminology – that must have been a brilliant meeting. I’m glad I wasn’t there.

I've just spilt a satsuma down my front.

What?

Just thought you might be interested.

Bottoms up, chests out, best foot forward.

Anyone would think that car manufacturers didn’t design their cars to allow for people getting all the doors iced shut. What an oversight. Essentially what this meant was that yesterday I had to access my car through the boot. Very glamerous - Bum through the sunroof, arms flailing, nosefirst into the steering column and finally upside down in the drivers seat (by which I mean feet still in the back of the car while I half lay on the seat).

In hindsight washing the windows the night before was a mistake, but then there’s also the argument about actually being able to see out once in a while. Thankfully the doors would open by the time I got to work in High Wycombe.

Speaking of High Wycombe... anyone been there? Anyone been there in the snow? It’s a nightmare. I’ve travelled 25 miles and got here. Half the office who live within 5 miles of here are stuck because of sheet ice on the hills. I think I’m leaving early today as the snow is getting heavier and heavier and I really don’t want to sleep under my desk tonight! And it's only 0845 - pretty early to make that kind of decision!

On the plus side it is very pretty out there.