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But unfortunately the camera man was giving us a shot of a bowl of Cranberries and not the beauties we had in mind...

But we did get a quick grating shot....wiggle wiggle, jiggle jiggle.....

God I love Nigella Lawsons cookery shows....

Nom nom nom baby!

I do NOT have 20 new friends only posts to read, it's YOU letting someone new on your friends list see what you have been writing!

Please stop - if they were not on your friends list then - fuck 'em, they should have signed up earlier........

Grrrr and bah humbug and such.

Last week many of us here at Weird Inc were commenting on how deserted the streets of jolly old Lahndahn Taahn were, considering it is the festering season and shopping would normally be at full throttle up here. OK, yeah there are always a lot of people up here, but it just seemed that no one was actually doing any Xmas shopping. Everyone seemed to be holding off, waiting and waiting…..

Having just been out there at lunch time, I can safely say that it appears people have cracked, stopped holding on for bargains and are now out there going for it big style.

The streets are rammed to an extent not seen so far, but it may just be everyone has looked at their calendars and gone “Oh fuckit! It is nearly here!” and come running into London to get the panicky prezzies.

Anyway, I wish they would sod off home. Some of us were trying to get back from the pub and get on with our blogging……

You have to get your priorities right at this time of year after all.

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So you will have to take my word for it.

On Saturday I forsook my normal T-shirt and fatigue trouser template for clothing. Well I was off with Shipscook and QueeneMab to ships parents vast and confusingly labyrinthine house for his birthday bash.

So I wore a black shirt and black jeans. This shirt was basically “trendy” – I don’t do trendy. It had big cuffs – well they felt big to me – and horror of horrors CUFFLINKS!

Jeez I felt such a traitor….

And it cost SIXTY FUCKING QUID!

And it doesn’t even wash itself……bloody rip off if you ask me.

Hope you have a wonderful day, but due to the time difference I have no idea if your birthday has started or not..

But whatever, best wishes on your birthday.

xx

To the apple shop on Regent street. No, not to get a portion of my five a day, but to get them to look at my damn I-pod.

The latest problem is that a couple of albums sound very distorted when played back on the I-pod but sound perfectly fine when played from the I-tunes library on the laptop.

I did everything suggested on various sites – I re set the I-pod to it factory settings, loosing all the albums loaded onto it obviously, I de installed and re installed I-tunes and then imported the CD’s that were giving me problems and transferred them onto said bastard I-pod – with no change in the crap sound quality.

So off I went this morning to the shiny bright Apple store on Regent street and went up to the “I-pod bar”. Well no one told me it was appointment only but as I had got there at 9 I was given an appointment at half past.

An assistant called Al, who looked like he had just left school and was wearing a t-shirt with the slogan “Santa has elves, you’ve got me” (Hmmmm) asked me what the problem was and then had a listen. He pulled a few faces and it was obvious he didn’t think it was that bad. I found a particularly badly mangled section of music and made him listen to it. Result! He agreed it was not up to standard and ordered a new I-pod for me.

Which will probably do the same bloody thing as the last one.

At this point I would like to say thank you for all your suggestions which were all considered and mulled over, but I don’t see why I should have to use some other programme to sort out the levels of stuff when the same albums play perfectly well on my old mp3 player. Something was wrong with the I-pod – I expect things to do what they are supposed to do straight out of the box, and not with the aid of any add ons or additional programmes.

So in a couple of days I get another slim black I-pod and another chance to be driven into an apoplectic state of fury.

I am so looking forward to it.