07:45
This is how I know that I live in Groundhog Day*.
(* = as in the film. Not as in that weird Hollywood leading man-stylee habit of a small furry animal and a hole)
In the mornings I see the same two people on the Tube; a cute German-looking blonde guy and the big mess of muscle.
Pictures will follow.
When I get off the Tube the same man is stood outside the Tube station selling the Big Issue and everyday says the same thing; "you boy wanna buy Big Issue?"
I look up into the sky and see a Boeing 747 heading to land at Heathrow. It is a Qantas jet.
For those with a curious mind, the flight is QF31 from Kingsford Smith that stopped off on the way in Singapore for a while.
I'm all into air travel at the moment...
10:02
Ohmygod. I have a tip for you...
If you're in an office meeting that you don't want to be in, take your cell or mobile in with you and then ring a phone just adjacent to the meeting door and as soon as it makes a rings, leave the meeting room and offer to answer it.
After the meeting has ended say "god, the person on the other end didn't half drone about stuff that I don't remember what it was..."
And hey presto! you've got out of the rest of the meeting.
12:02
My phone rings. "Hey, did you see the e-mail I sent you about my status update on Facebook?"
Er, no you freak. Piss off.
17:27
So I'm sitting in the Virgin Atlantic Clubhouse. And I thought about it and I decided that it wasn't going to be thatoften that I was sat here so I opted for some champagne.
Like 9 glasses of champagne are hardly going to kill me, are they...?!
18:20
I am going to close the laptop and sit back for a while to reflect.
There are pictures being taken, there are words being saved. Would I ever let you miss a trick?
For the moment though, I think some quiet time for reflection is called for.
(This is colloquially known as er - I'm going for a snooze and when I stir it will be time to board the plane which means I am going to have to turn the laptop off because there is no reception etc.)
See you in South Africa.
18:51
I'll drink to that.
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
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