Re-posted from Feb 1 2010, if only because I'm so delighted she won! More step-mum nonsense to deal with this week. Bloody annoying. I've organised for the boys to watch Question of Sport being filmed in Manchester this week and am really hoping that isn't ruined! I've (willingly and happily) cared for Mr Moregeous's 11yr... Continue Reading →
Business: Raw 2010 – An entrepreneurs’ paradise right here in Manchester
"Forget everything you know about business!" heralded the Raw2010 web-site, "On 20th January 2010, the 350 top entrepreneurs in the region (i.e. the North West) will gather to listen, learn, collaborate and move the region forward." Held at The Lowry, Salford Quays, listed as featured were illuminaries such as Theo Paphitis and Doug Richards from... Continue Reading →
Life: Never mind the Priory, Hedgehog therapy is all you need
Much of this week has been, in equal measures, stressful and boring. The latter because I loathe doing accounts. The former because I've more deadlines than any human should have to cope with. If I saw that bloody Moira Stuart from the tax adverts I'd drag her home and lock her into my understairs cupboard,... Continue Reading →
Business: Why use 1 form, Manchester City Council, when 8 will do??
'Do as we say, not as we do' appears to be the mantra of Manchester City Council this morning in my office. Manchester City Council have made a strong stand on 'green' issues and according to Richard Leese's blog ( http://www.manchester.gov.uk/blog/leadersblog/post/337 ) they even have a grand title for this commitment: " 'A Certain Future'... Continue Reading →
Life: When you want to attack Sinitta with hedge trimmers and throw Gwen Stefani overboard
When you work for yourself and from home, three things are true: 1. You invariably look like sh*t unless you know someone is coming or you know have to leave the house. A little like this, in fact, although there is the added ingredient of overwhelming stress here: 2. For the work-from-homer, there is no... Continue Reading →
Business: The January Blues, sorry, Accounts
Deep in the January Blues Accounts at the moment. Oh. So. Dull. I wish I was one of these people who could put everything in a black plastic bin liner and dump it on my accountants desk with a dismissive shrug of 'sort that lot out, and fast'. But I'm not. I want to be outside... Continue Reading →
Design: What would you expect to find in a shoe box?!
Minus 15 last night in parts of Manchester, quite ridiculous! The heating was fired up through the night, rendering us all dormice incapable of getting up at an early hour. It was only the postie knock which got us up, ok, got Mr Moregeous up, and when he came back upstairs, he tossed a black... Continue Reading →