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Me: 41 years 174 days , Amanda: 36 years 237 days , Esme 6 years 11 days and Bradley 3 years 332 days . Telford UK, 213 miles NW of London. See more who and where.
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30 January 2002   

 

BBC: Tyson denied licence to box - "Mike Tyson's title fight with Lennox Lewis is in doubt after his application for a boxing licence in Nevada is rejected."
Bummer! I'd have liked to see that. I like boxing, it's about the only sport that gets to me. As I stand up shouting at the telly, swinging my fists, "give him that, and that and some of this." Not that I'd ever box myself though, oh no, no. Ouch. I'm going to tell my Mam.


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29 January 2002   

 

southWales.jpg south Wales... Can you believe it? It's all green!


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Damn, I'm tired. I should not stay up till 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, look after my screaming kid, Bradley, and give him yogurt at 6.00am and then get up at 8.00am and give them breakfast, then get Amanda up at 10.00 so I can take Esme up to the shop to get milk to get Bradley back off to sleep, and then think that I can work all day.
Amanda's taken them out to her sister's back in a bit. Not enough time for a quick snooze. And I think Amanda's working tonight again, so I have to handle the brats before I can have a quickie 40 winks...
They aren't brats, they're great, just that my clock and theirs aren't running the same.


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27 January 2002   

 

Took Bradley off to the ShropDoc place today. Saw a nice Doc. He's given us some antibiotics. Reckons Bradley has the beginnings of a throat infection.

His rasping breathing could be asthma, but I don't want him on a nebulizer. I reckon it's the RSV he had last year. It's not the type of asthma that I know, when you do something that takes your breath way, like exercise. It's just breathing, so it could be the snot in his throat or something to do with the RSV.


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25 January 2002   

 

London braced for 'winter vomiting': "More on this Story What the winter bug does to you (23 Jan 2002)From Scotland to the South Coast, offices and schools have been left half empty as the vicious, airborne stomach infection - characterised by projectile vomiting and diarrhoea - has "cut like a knife through butter""
"The bug's official title is the Norwalk-like Virus, after the town in Ohio where it was first identified. "

Norwalk Virus Infection Facts: "How is Norwalk virus infection diagnosed?"
"Laboratory diagnosis is difficult. Diagnosis is often based on the combination of symptoms and the short time of illness."

So the speed of recovery is the thing. Well, Bradley was shitting mid last week, threw up at skool on Thursday, coughing and moany till Monday when he projectile vomited and been up and down the temperature from 40.4° on Tueday night and 37° in skool today. He goes up every 4-6 hours or so. Hot, pissed off. We force 5 or 10 mil of Calpol and half an hour again he's either asleep or wanting to play.
Did I say he can sing Bob the Builder now? He likes his tunes, does our Bradley.


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23 January 2002   

 

Steve Hooker is mobile blogging his way through a business schmooze. Keep watching he's maybe on to something with community blogs. [David Davies' Radio Weblog]
Not much mobile blogging Dr. David. I couldn't be bothered. I thought I could just as easily wait till I got home and blog in the piece and quiet and comfort of my own home. Anyway, I'm not much of a camper either. I can't really get the hand of predictive text either. I have to swap from predictive to non predictive, to caps find an apostrophe, then back to predictive. No, I can mobile blog, and I'm grateful for that, but I really couldn't be arsed to whip out the mobie and start working my thumb and index finger just to send a "I'm on the train' type message. Please keep checking this site though. Maybe, I'll breakdown or crash and be marooned, with the only way of contacting the outside world being mobie to blog... Watch out for my distress messages.

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 23/01/02; 8:45:21 pm.
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22 January 2002   

 

Right now Esme's dippping her beef and onion crisps into Ribena... She says it's "nice."


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Kids! Who'd have them? Grrr. One the one hand you want to throttle them by the throat, saying in a zombie like voice, "no more Tweenies, no more Tweenies." OTH you want to kiss and hug them, particularly as Bradley isn't well again.

Puking during the night, coughing, he looks so bleary eyed, so out of it. We suspect a stomach bug, sure he'll get over it in a day or two.


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just a steve test


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once more, my friends, unto the breach


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once again a test post everywhere


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19 January 2002   

 

What kind of sandwich is that, Steve?

Peanut butter, banana and prawn cocktail crisps. I wish I could sleep. These midnight (4:18:33 am) snacks are getting ridiculous. I think I'll hit the Weetabix next.

Cup of tea and a fag. Kids'll have me up at 8:30am </sigh>


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17 January 2002   

 

Baby sitting tonight. A couple of hours entertaining the kids. Must get to bed early tonight, no playing with Radio till the late hours of the morning.


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Been to see the Opthalmist with Esme. Her eye now it's been surgically straightened looks fine, but they think that her 3D vision needs improvement, and they need to work on that before she's 7 (she's 3 now).

So it's back to the patches -- for 3 hours a day. I hate the patches, which is partly why she hasn't worn them before. This time, and for 10 weeks, she will. I want the best for her, not the best for me.

Looking back, I've changed.


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I shouldn't fall asleep on trains. It worries me. Was I dribbling, or grunting, or calling out the name of some woman? When I wake up and yawn, people look at me, like they know something, and expect an apology.

I've come back from a day trip to London, 2 ½ hours to get there, 4 ½ to get back. Arrived here at 20 past midnight. Missed my train, and they run every hour not ever half hour. Slept all the way to Birmingham. And had to wait around Wolverhampton with a dozen drunks for 40 minutes for the train. Cold, no cafe open, no vending machines working, not even the TV displays.

And I hate London. I hate young tramps sitting down next to me while I eat my burger, "Hello Sir, can I..." No!

All leaves me with a bad taste, makes me melancholy, flashbacks, of lonely times. Don't like it.

At the tube in Oxford Circus, packed platform, tube pulls in, full already, some get on, the platform attendant, a shaved headed, full beard biker, but 5 foot 6" tells everybody to stand away from the platform the trains pulling out, screams from down the end of the platform, Stop! Stop! Train moves 8 feet, more shouting, biker wanders down platform eyes wide, concerned but measured steps. I think maybe someone's dead, injured... I look over everybody's heads, but nobody else looks with me. They read their book, magazine, newspaper -- taking it all in their stride. I hate London. I hate what big cities have done to us.

Glad to be home. Family.


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15 January 2002   

 

Back to terra firma and to a more conventional style of blogging. What has the last 36 hours shown us? Well, for me, it's taken the blog beyond the conventional commentary and narrative and turned it into something more experiential. Sure, with mobile blogging and SMS you're limited in character count so brevity is more important that verbosity (unless you're lucky to have a 3rd gen phone like Al), but it's more immediate, in fact it *is* immediate. It doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing, within reason, you can capture the moment. A kind of snapshot in text. For sure if I'd have waited until I got home to tell you about my trip it would have been a lot less personal.

This is definitely going to be totally irrelevant for the majority of people but I think that from now on we're no longer constrained to blog the world post hoc. We can be there, right in the moment, and tell it as it happens! From: [David Davies' Radio Weblog]

What a hero, flying in a propeller driven plane, to heroically from where no man's blogged before; blogging from thousands of feet in the air. David Davies, I've always thought you'd make a noble pioneer, standing chin jutting near the prop, white scarf blowing in the wind, tap-tappety-tap on your trusty Nokie six inches in front of your face. Knowing that you will always get your message through. Our brave, handsome champion. We love you David Davies! You are (in your best Father Ted impression:-) going to make the fecken difference between wining and losing, between living and dying.

Witness the maiden mission gallantly, holding forth, with not a quiver of fear, over the roar of the crowd to tell us: "15:59 via SMS: Half time, still 1 - 0 to the visitors. Do people pay to watch this every week! Still, Ginola's playing, lovely hair!"If you read the Aston Villa blogs, you'd understand, the immense significance of these immortal words for mankind, Neil Armstrong, eat your heart out!

What will he do next? Right at the moment, blogging through adversity and tempests, the world's most intrepid blogger!I know David Davies quite well, you gotta look into his eyes, Now! I think! You are going to see a guy who'll go that inch for you. You are going to see a guy, who'll sacrifice himself to blog from anywhere!

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 14/01/02; 11:20:25 pm.
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14 January 2002   

 

Mon, 14 Jan 2002 20:27:25
Is there anything more spectacular than flying over cities at night? The network of yellow sodium lights is quite beautiful.

[David Davies' Radio Weblog]

Oh! Quite beautiful indeed. Fuuuuucccking hell. A momentous moment in blogging history! You heard it there first folks!

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 14/01/02; 11:20:24 pm.
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Mon, 14 Jan 2002 16:45:34
On the way back to the airport. Will resume posting from the plane! It's a turbo prop this time.

[David Davies' Radio Weblog]

Oh, dear. David Davies is going to be back in town.

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 14/01/02; 7:00:25 pm.
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Aw man, I hate doing it, but I do it anyway. Having kids, there's lots of 'left over' food.

Today, I've ate a chewed chocolate bar, I couldn't tell you what it was, it was too, too mangled.

A nibbled celery stick, half an orange, some chewed chicken.

What can you do? I don't like waste, I don't want to force my kids to finish things off.

I remember my Mam doing the same, it disgusted me then. Is this genetical or is it learned behaviour, or does every parent do it?


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Doh! Bradley's put the Canon IXUS down the toilet. Fuck! What can you say, but, 'no, don't do that!' The look on his face was pure innocence, and given the chance, he'd do it again.

A claim on the insurance is likely, though we'll see if it dries out.


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13 January 2002   

 

Steve Hooker's mobile weblog posts have got nicer graphics than mine. Typical. Some hard working underpaid scripter comes up with the idea then some graphic designer makes it look nicer! From [David Davies' Radio Weblog]
He's not a hard working scripter! He's a quack! Or at least a lecturer at a med skool. And all I did was to search for PowerBook in images.google.

And at last he puts his how to up, which apart from a case and an internal script is the same as mine, what about the time of the email/SMS? Spill buster!

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 13/01/02; 9:00:34 am.
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Yahoo! Groups : radio-dev - Formatting email to blog (how to) - Steve Hooker


Ha! That should displease Mr Davies.



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Sat, 12 Jan 2002 18:47:45
"Seems Steve Hooker has discovered SMS blogging now. Go Steve! Have you figured out how to add a graphic yet?"

from: [David Davies' Radio Weblog] Yes, I bleedin' have, no thanks to you, well, maybe a little bit. And you're still a fuck face! So how you parsing the post time? I'm crap at pattern matching?

 Source: David Davies' Radio Weblog; 13/01/02; 1:06:07 am.
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12 January 2002   

 

this time i'm doing it from my phone. Early Learning Centre. Bradley's causing mayhem in display window.


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this time i'm doing it from my phone. Yum yum! At MacDonalds. Esme, "dat's my friend."


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this time i'm doing it from the bus stop. On way to Telford.


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09 January 2002   

 

3 minutes and 40 seconds Time from double clicking the installer to reading my first post to my weblog on radio.weblogs.com.

Now, I reckon I could shave 30 seconds off that:

  • I miss typed the passwords, so had to do that again
  • My missus was nagging in my ear, do this, do that...
  • I use a Mac with MSIE, which has a known lag on loading pages with a server on the same machine. I needed to do the switch app thing, to get a page to load. Now, I've changed to Opera, and it's damned fast.

This is truly the new thing in Radio that surprised and impressed me

Anyone want to try better? It starts from double clicking the installer, to reading the radio.weblogs web page.


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