The sweeter the Apple, the blacker the Pre…..

Well, here we all are again. Scribing away in the wee small hours for no particular reason. I really do sometimes have too much time on my hands, I swear!

The only minor difference is that I am using my trusty old iPhone to do this. God bless the old dear. I have missed it so…

I did recently have a minor dalliance with another young pretender, but they were found to be wanting in, oh so many, ways. I have learnt my lesson and have come back to the fold, fully chastened and humbled.

I promise not to act in such a churlish and base manner again. I am a craven buffoon but I am merely a man. I have my faults. My head was turned with something that was all “style over substance”, so to speak…

I am loving the whole ‘back to my apps’ vibe. Let joy be unconfined, sayeth I.

And to those who are still stuck with their godless Pre handsets? I feel for you. I really do…..

Courage, dear hearts…..

On n’aime que ce qu’on ne possède pas tout entier…..

Oh, those bold and naughty French boys and girls! How do they get away with it all, huh? Such sauce! Such fruitiness!

Still, it is a not wholly undeserved reputation that they have for being the masters (and mistresses, indeed) of that great universal pursuit: l’amour. With this in mind, surely it makes sense that their take on health education should be….umm….how you say?…..more robust, eh?

I am sure if we tried the same over here we would act in a different manner on exposure to such wit and wisdom. I would not necessarily reckon that we would be shocked by an offering. No, we would all become about 12 in our heads and snigger and point. We would smirk and and make fairly unoriginal licentious comments to our friends and move on to the next offering.

In short, we would miss the point, rather…..if you would excuse the pun (See? See what I mean?!).

I do have a question, mind. Having watched this a couple(!) of times, I noticed something rather telling. Have a look and see for yourself.

In the next toilet cubicle there are a lot of graphic representations of the doodler’s art-form of, shall we say, the female private ladies’ place. A lot. I made a careful note of this.

My question is this? Why is this the case if the person washing their hands after using the facilities is a young woman? What class of a female toilet is this, pray? Where might one find such a place? C’est bizarre, non?

Oh, those naughty, naughty French……!!

Noodles to soothe the soul….

Grim day today. Cloudy and cold. I have a day off and I want to soothe the inner man. Perfect time for some Thai beef noodles. Never get tired of this dish.

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A busy, mischievous, wretched thing…..

Well, it has been an age and I have been tardy in the extreme. I have been deeply busy with one thing and another. I promised to do this more often, but I am sad to say that I have been a very naughty lad indeed.

What news is there? Well, there are a few things. I have been promoted to the lofty heights of Charge Nurse. That, for the initiated, is the male equivalent of a nursing Sister. Was I surprised? Actually, I was. I was stunned in the extreme, to be honest.

I didn’t honestly expect to be made a head nurse within my unit. Not so much about the clinical skills as the political climate. All that notwithstanding, I am happy to take on the role. It is nice to be in a position to actually influence and affect change. As long as it is for the good of all, huh? As was quoted in Spiderman: With great power comes great responsibility.

It is early days yet but it will be an interesting and added element to my current activities whilst in the workplace.

More to follow in the coming weeks and months……

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One multi-touch makes the whole world kin…..

Right, I own up. The title of this entry is a direct lift from the Bard himself, but I honestly believe that if he had seen this little shining ball of furious beauty, then he would heartily give of himself to wax lyrical about it.

It is not going to end world hunger. It is not going to find a solution to the War Against Terror (or any other armed conflict we are currently enjoying across the globe). It will not be of any benefit to correcting the economic crisis (in fact, it may add to it depending on how much it may cost us!).

All of this is not even in the least bit significant, as far as I am concerned. It is, put succinctly, lovely.

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I want one. It is that simple.

Before long, I feel that we will all want one and we will wonder how we got along without it. Not a far-fetched concept, seeing as how the same has occurred with both the iPod and the iPhone.

Bring on March, say I….