I returned to work on Thursday, after almost four weeks off. By lunchtime, it was like I hadn’t been away at all. Despite me saying that I had remembered all my passwords, I simply could not log onto my email. It wouldn’t take my logon details at all! Admittedly, I do think it was my fault – I stupidly checked my email while at home and changed my password at the time; therefore forgetting it on my return to the office. However, I prefer to blame the ‘single sign on’ software, which is supposed to store your details – instead it kept banging in an incorrect password into Outlook, and therefore locking me out.
When I haven’t been at work, I have been spending my time, sitting on my bum, watching England struggle against Australia at the cricket. England won the first test while Claire and I were away on honeymoon, but since our return, normal service has resumed and they have become rubbish. I’m watching it right now – it’s awful. I do hope the Aussies are wearing condoms, as the England players will need protection while they’re getting fucked by them.
I was torn away from the television and sofa last night, as my Mum was celebrating her 60th birthday and was hosting a party for her family friends. I brought my new wife and we both thoroughly enjoyed the evening. Claire especially enjoyed the homemade sangria – almost as much as she liked my reaction to trying the sharp, strong beverage for the very first time. She videoed my facial expression, so expect it to go viral on the internet, should it ever find its way onto YouTube.
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