The photos say it all... Absolutely gorgeous little girl!  :-D   xx

1.) Oh Jesus, on my last day you would think the phone would do me the courtesy of NOT ringing for a while!

2.) Aww, my team leader bought me a bottle of champagne and told me I was the backbone of the team... I am, arent I...

3.) Do I realise that my company delivered your parcel late mr customer? Yes.. I do mr customer.. Now, ask me if I care..

4.) How DARE you speak to me like that on my last day.. Dont you know who I am?!?!

5.) Oh.. Ive been made to stand on a desk in front of everyone while they give me my card and vouchers.. Zavvi.. whats zavvi... Is it some kind of old man shop? FEAR NOT... Its apparantly the new Virgin megastore...

6.) What shall I buy with my voucher... Maybe a new game for the wii.. Hmmm..

7.) I promised myself I wouldnt get pissed tonight but im starting to get in the mood for a little bit of a drinky poo...

8.) Note to self Adrian.. For your own mental sanity, Dont ever go into customer service again. Your a lucky lad to have got a promotion in the company so quickly. Make the most of it... Onwards and upwards boy!

9.) Oh god.. I hope my sister does not give birth while I am pissed up in a heap tonight or tomorrow morning.. May text her and tell her to pop a cork in it or somethin..

Me and Andy went to Stoke at the weekend. Bev is now painfully pregnant.. (As I like to call it!) We are hoping that she decides to give birth sometime before June 25th when she is due, otherwise she will topple over every time she stands up! I am quite looking forward to it now though!

Me and Andy went to view a couple of places last night. We have worked out to rent a half decent property, and for all bills in that half decent property it is going to cost us in excess of £850.00. This is money that at the moment, we just have not got.

Ive been getting angry at the UK in general over the last few weeks, to the point where if I think about it now, it gives me rage on a stick. It seems that we are living in a country that unless you are over 65, are parents that have popped out kids so u dont have to work cos u can claim a wage back in benefits, are an immigrant, or have a "disability" (walk around with a stick for one day a year when u have to visit the health assesor), u get penalised by the government within an inch of your life. Everything from petrol to fucking poll tax! The regular people who go to work and work damned hard all day get bollocks back. We were looking on a housing association website for Coventry and the only half decent properties were for people over 60 or for families. It seems the only place we would qualify for would be a top floor one bedroomed flat in a place full of drug dealers, robbing bastards and general scabs and even then we would have to wait an age to get it!

There we go anyway.. just few thoughts for you.. Not that im bitter... oh, and dont even start me on the bastard that has been granted bail over deportation and is getting 24 hour surveliance...what a fucking shame for him... Wonder how much thats costing us.. Whats he have to do before they deport the fucker? blow up big ben!? xx

Take 1 Adie...

Bake in the sun for 4 hours...

Take indoors and wrap in blanket for 3 hours...

Shake him awake and lead him to a mirror..(any mirror will do)

Stand back and watch him scream...

xxx

THE MOST EXCITING THING TO REPORT  TODAY:-

Yep, its been another shockingly shite day! Beam me up Scotty!! xx

After having lots and lots of money troubles a few years ago, my bank were made aware of the travesty and replaced my "switch" card with a "solo" card and any cheque that I wrote out was worth no more than the paper it was signed on. This was about 3 years ago.

Out of the blue, I received a letter at my old housemates address asking me to pick up a package. As not many companies/people knew that I ever lived there, I immediately thought the worst and checked with work that I had no sneaky disciplinaries pending (cos you never know!) I then worried that it may be the big bad ex landlord with a solictors letter. However, when I came to collect the package, it was a shiny maestro card with my name on it.

I am at an age now where I know that I would never get in debt (apart from a mortgage if I can ever get one!) again. I had to learn the lesson the hard way but in the end I think it has done me some good. I now manage to save a little each month towards me and andy getting our own place and I dont want a credit card, whether I qualify for one or not.

I am just glad I can hand over my shiny new maestro card when buying things as I always felt a bit like a naughty boy when I paid for something before! Oh and I have a £100.00 cheque guarantee on there... Wont be using that either! xx

I had a nice little Hong Kongarian named Brian sitting in with me at work today. He is on some sort of work placement in the UK for 5 weeks and has chosen my company as the place he would like to be trained. The only problem with the chap was that he seemed to have no concept of time.

Adie:- "ok Brian, im gonna pop the toilet so have 5 minutes if you wanna grab a drink or go to the loo or somethin?"

Brian:- "ok, thank you."

*half an hour later he comes back*

Adie:- "ok mr time for your break now.. pop back to me in 15 minutes..."

Thats the last time I saw him. Well over 2 hours ago. Maybe he has got lost... If anyone see's a little hong kongarian looking a lil lost, send him back to Adie will you... I dunno, Well and truly, abandoned!

Oooh, saw an ad for a job I want today too outside of my company.. .Do I have the cheek to apply when I havent even started my new job?! LOL
xxxxx