I think I may have found the dullest use ever for a PS3. I am bloging while watching working lunch on BBC
i player, I didn't think I'd find a use for Ian's new Christmas present but I have.
Ollie has had a new scooter from Father Christmas but he seems to think it's a Segway and mommy it the power supply, this was not the plan.
Me and Ollie are really sad Woolworths are no more, I am sure we are not alone. We have been popping in ours local one every other day since Ollie was tiny. Playing with the toys, buy chocolate or comics or Postman Pat DVDs. (very excited abut the all new Postman Pat!) The staff in ours were so lovely, they were on first name terms with Ollie. Probably because they used to say here comes that child that take the shop apart. I hope they all get new jobs quickly. We would happily give back our closing down sale bargains to have our shop back.
At least woolies will be forever remembered in T.S. Eliots poem Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer
'Or after supper one of the girls
Suddenly missed her Woolworth pearls:
Then the family would say: 'It's that horrible cat!
It was Mungojerrie - or Rumpelteaser!' - And most of the time they left it at that. (Me and Ollie love reading this it's great.)
I can't believe Wedgewood are in administartion too. My character Clarence's cuss word in my story is "Oh Wedgewood." He is very polite and passionate about china! Maybe this means if I ever get published there will be no one to clear it with? Everthings changing, I think I must be getting old.
Enough rambling time for a picture. I have been doing a web page banner design for
