The Olympics – The View From The Sofa

Now, I’ll be the first to admit (as would anyone who knows me) that I’m not exactly sporty.  That’s not to say I’m hugely overweight and just cabbage, more that I don’t particularly enjoy sport and never have.  I was the last person to be picked for sports at school and never particularly got involved in any of the teams or found a sport I particularly enjoyed.  I’m just not a physical person.

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Let’s play ditch, rewrite or edit!

Yes I know, I’m like a bus.  You wait ages for one and then three posts come along at once.  What can I say, I’m in a particularly ranty and chatty mood.  Make the most of it, I’ll probably disappear for the next two months.  Well, I’ll try not to, but you know how it is 🙂

Anyway, enough rambling.  I’ve been reading through the third book (again) and have decided once and for all that I hate bits of it.  Not hate in the same way that I hated Pterodactyl, but close.  Not all of it you understand, I still like the first couple of chapters, but everything after that doesn’t feel right.  I can’t quite explain it and it’s probably because I’ve spent so long doing other things and not writing, but somethings wrong.

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For fear of the F word (not that one….. F***book)

Just so you know, I started to write this post on the 15th June and have only just got round to publishing it, however, in that time some of the points I make have been verified in the national media.  So at least now I know, it’s not just me 🙂

I’ll be the first to admit it, and I don’t mind who knows,  I have an inherent distrust of Facebook.  Don’t get me wrong I know and understand that some people use it for good means where keeping in contact is difficult, however, the impression I have of Facebook through the people I know who use it is that it’s something that’s just there to sap as many hours as possible achieving absolutely nothing.

I also know that the day is rapidly approaching where I’m going to have to join if only to get a greater social networking exposure.

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A New Nemesis

Not so much a writing post (well, kind of but mainly not!), but I thought I’d share with you my experiences over the weekend.

Friday was the last day of term and our daughter was awarded ‘Child Of The Year’ for her class which we’re very proud of.  She works hard and unlike our son who seems to remember things like spellings after the first attempt she has to work at it and she’s been working at it all year.  I’m proud of both of them, but since my daughter was upset on Wednesday because she thought she was ‘stupid’ it was nice that the award came right on the back of her upset.  She wasn’t aware she was getting it until her name was called out and the sense of achievement on her face was fantastic to see and I’m glad I took the afternoon off to see it.

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