Recruitment Policy

On the bus today as I’m out with a friend tonight. There was supposed to be four of us but the other two don’t turn up. No idea why. We stay in the Brunswick all night and eat there as well although there are no new dark beers on.

L and the boys meet us off bus. The dogs were promised candlelit yoga tonight or at least sitting in the car while L and Daughter did it but it doesn't come off. Probably for the best. Naked flames and Daughter don’t tend to mix very well.

L has also tried a ‘trial’ run tonight on the dreadmill, I’m not sure it went too well.

In other news, Nottingham is having about its 100^th attempt to get a Bierkeller off the ground, this one’s in Friar Lane. For anyone who might fancy a job, please note that there does appear to be a strict recruitment policy.

(Wednesday 1^st March)

Moggies R Us

L at the new Kitty Café on Friar Lane today. Basically it’s a coffee shop that is full of real live cats and they actually charge you more for dining with the moggies whereas if you were deluged with furry friends in any other establishment you’d probably be demanding a deduction from your bill. L is also allergic to cats. Sounds fun.

It turns out it’s a fiver just to get in and once in you’re only allowed an hour. You have to cover our food with some sort of umbrella to keep the moggies off and there's no pussy stroking allowed or else the cat gestapo will have you. Sounds like it’s only for the hardened cat enthusiast then but the honourable aim is to find these cats a home. It would be fun to sneak MD in though...

This trip into town for my lady of leisure is accompanied by another mission failure on the mini skirt front.

I leave work early and pedal madly to get home to make a 6pm appointment with a man about a tree, several trees in fact. I get home for 5.45 but he’s already been and gone. L has already completed negotiations to have almost everything cut down.

(Friday 18^th September)