exasperation could be worse

OK, never being of a mind to actually do anything particularly defined and forthright is one thing, but being buggered around from breakfast to bedtime does grate on the nerves somewhat. What am I blithering on about? Work, that's what. First they say hey want us to standby till daylight (I'm good at that, I thought, I will follow that one to he letter. Next thing, I'm being chivvied (and I don't take to chivviers very well, enthusers and motivators I can deal with, but chivviers just rankle).
Someone in their wisdom has decided to ignore the agreed procedure (which involved waiting till daylight before proceeding) and start testing conditions and situational suitability for work (can you believe it?).
Needless to say it all came to a grinding halt when the old man stepped in and called an all stop, but not before I had been chivvied, which paints a mood on the rest of your day.
So, waiting for the weather to improve STILL.

Goings on

Well, despite the weather, we have managed to achieve....... er, nothing. Because of the weather we are unable to even peek over the side with the mighty 150HP machine, that is poised ready for action (with newly painted hand rails and stuff, a result of much days weather watch).
Running out of things to do and desperately wishing we could get the yellow bricks wet, we have resorted to cleaning out the workshop and making things look really swish (Lord help the rest of the crew when we have naught else to do but contrive practical jokes).
All the oil has been cleaned and labelled, the decks are now non slipped and the old rusty handrails are in a state of repair not seen since the system was commissioned. what more can we do (no doubt someone has plans that require our efforts but as to what where and how we are, blissfully, ignorant. (A state that suits us, in any case).

Four score years intense

You may have gathered by now that I don't always post in compliance with my titles, indeed why should I? I am in fact writing this to no-one in particular, and in reality no-one reads it but me, so I suppose it could be construed as the public face of my inner thoughts, (obviously highly edited in case someone does read it, due to my upbringing, I'm not one to air all my laundry in th public domain).
I'm busy doing nish again and we (that is the boat I am currently onboard) are diligently running from another storm that is forcing us to speed west from the work site, I have caught up with all my correspondence and faceooked all that care to be online at the ungodly hour that I am spewing this out at.
Why does the spillchoker underline the word "online" surely by now this is an accepted word (I'm struggling with American English, an oxymoron if ever I came across one).
So back to counting spare parts for my supper I suppose, although I can't understand why we (Mr Shane ) & myself seem to be the only ones doing it (as there are 10 others that could contribute), oh yes I know, we are the only ones stupid enough to.

http://www.gasbbqthailand.com/page/signature.htmlthe top one is the one I bought

Oh we're rolling along........

As, by the title, you could have guessed, I am back on the good ship dodgy sausage and bravely running away from a typhoon, not just any typhoon either, it has a name (which at present escapes me) but it has left its calling card in the Philippines and swept through the place we were trying to work.
Currently we are speeding back to where we were and attempting to start work again although there is a huge chance that we will be on the run from the first typhoon's younger brother in 2  days time.

Great eh?

pastry failed

tried to do puff pastry today and it was too warm. next time eh readers?

Of smoked ribs & duck

Well it was a long day without water or power and I was housebound due to both utilities shutting off promptly as I put the meat on the grill. Bugger

much ado about nosh

So far I have managed to make owning this phone (Samsung Galaxy S) a real experience,ok maybe I should have gone for the Htc Desire, but so far..........

Does this work on my new phone

typing far too long £ hard for me to give this up. I typed a huge diatribe out only to have it dissappear into the ether.
Using my new Samsung Galaxy for most things at the moment, in most aspects it leaves the iPhone standing, especially due to the lack of support that the iPhone has in Thailand.
Better screen and good GUI.
Enough geek.

What a lovely boat

Sat on a boat alongside in Singapore, and what a nice boat it is, the food is fantastic and the crew seem ice, looks like I might enjoy this one!

Work

OK so it looks like the enforced holiday has been terminated, eleven weeks off, wow! OK I really do need to get back to it and reset the fun token counter (bank account is looking ragged) so hopefully a good six weeks offshore will make it tick over a touch better (plus I can't spend it as easily when I'm nowhere near a shop)

Mel & Collie

Having stated what a wonderful day it was, I grinned my way through most of yesterday, I must have grinned too much because at 7 PM I ran out of "Joie de vive" and spiraled into a deep dark funk, this mood refused to budge even after phone calls to mood evictors.
Fortunately for me, a very old and long lost friend (he is two years older than me) appeared on the net and we had a conversation which seemed to exorsize the mood I was in and provided me with a vehicle for jollification.

Thanks Andy, welcome back!

UMPC receives new lease of life due to Laptop breakdown

Which one are you?

Listening to old tunes

OK so I have arrived at that point in my life where I listen to a song (having the sort of memory that is triggered by the senses, songs & tunes always evoke memories) and I realise that it is 20 years old (or even more) and I think to myself  "no it can't be that long ago that I was....." But it IS that long ago and yes you WERE doing that (and wearing those clothes).

So much water under the bridge and so many empty beer bottles still those sharp little points of life that come shining through all the mists of time, how come they are so clear and I can't remember what I went shopping for?

Turbidity

Much happens in this world with me unaware, actually I would estimate that a gnats cock off 100% evades my consciousness (pronounced Couscous), even events pertaining to my situation are usually not brought to my attention until after the fact, normally someone asking me how I coped when such & such happened, (said person proceeding to fill in the details ) so obviously the answer to the question of how I coped is usually answered without my express input.

Case in point was when the Red Shirts were causing all sorts of problems and someone asked me how it was affecting me, "How is what affecting me?" was my reply, "The red shirts" "what Red Shirts?" at which point they informed me of the situation in Bangkok, not having TV and paying no heed to the internet news I remained oblivious to it until it was pointed out, guess I'll nver get a commission in the RAF (too old anyway).

Great isn't it?

Full menthol jacket

There are probably a dozen reasons that no-one of any ilk (large reindeer) will read this so I can say virtually anything I like and get away with it, however, if indeed I was to put something of scandalous note, you would be almost guaranteed to have some unfortunate take offense and report me to the fun police or some such and have me castrated online.

Watching Red Dwarf

Love is a device invented by bank managers to make us over drawn

Wedding revisited

Think he looks like Travolta

Fwd: wibb;e

OK so my first attempt was a failure and now I have 2 other methods of posting pictures, do you think "Staying Alive" when you see this?

Ouch

OK so I didn't do any excersise yesterday, I don't feel clever about it either but I seem to be losing weight, (more than likely the lack of BEER in my diet), I'll fix Chimpley's bicycle tyre today (if he can be bothered pushing the velocopede 50 metres to chez moi) so he can ride it unhindered.
Other than that I really need to mop my floors and tidy up, but (isn't there always?) I can't be arsed!

Oh Dear

Looks like I might be on for night number 2 without a tipple, (no I haven't caught something, I'm feeling healthy and wish it to continue)

Early to bed, sober too

OK so my life seems to require a Ronnie Hazelhurst sound track, sitcoms always amused me in their day and some of them still hold up to (non too close) scrutiny. However, I'm feeling like I seem to be getting fitter (pedaling my treader instead of leaping into the truck on small journeys) and I'm definitely getting stripier (by only exposing certain areas of my dermis to Horus) and actually pushing my (still slightly) flabby frame to maintaining forward momentum of considerable magnitude ( I.E. more than 20 kmh).
Apparently, (don't you love starting sentences with that) if we all "got on our bikes" for the shorter journeys, we would all a) be fitter and b) reduce the carbon emissions by up to 40% c) sort out the cardiac arrests and we would reduce our average weight by a huge amount.

Wekend of wedding

We all went to Robin's wedding

Reward in heaven

OK so if you die in Jihad you get Seventy Two virgins (offer ends....) has anyone ascertained what sex these virgins are? I mean, do the ultimately gullible check before entering into the agreement or do they wade in and get highly frustrated when there are virgins of the wrong ilk once settlement is made?
Alternatively, the holy book of Islam does state that if you commit suicide with a piece of iron then you shall be permanently tortured with that piece of iron for all eternity, I prefer to think that all those who choose to take life (including their own) shall be punished.

Work Please

Among other things, I need to go back to work, I'm getting restless and I need the money

Born to be Mild

Sporting all th protective equipment as prescribed by the Gulf of Mexico offshore operators Mr C

I can't read Thai

My Blogspot  comes up in Thai which makes it a tad hard to navigate around as I can't read Thai.

Other things of note would be that my main laptop has died a death and requires a trip to the doctors which will be its 4th trip, time for a change perhaps, relegate that one to less vigorous use!

one way works

Well it works Blog to Buzz (can it go the other way?)

Ooooh

I have now got the answer to why I am so slack in writing on this thin, I can't find it, it doesn't appear anywhere convenient, however now that I have plenty of time, I might actually consider writing regularly.

Yeah Right