It was a glittering affair. The Guampian Public Sector Brolly Awards (I had been one of the judges). I'm a terrible fidget at these things. Hardly in my seat for the first course before off to work the other tables looking for leftovers.
Had a good chat with My Great Aunt Maude. Then spotted my magnificent vice chair, Miss Social Enterprise 2005-2010, Hillda Ogden-Newton&Ridley ensconced on one of the top tables with some important people including a grand designer chap whose name escapes me but is frightful. And famous. (First rule of namedropping. Try and at least have a name to drop or else it looks a bit desperate).
Lots of my members there looking glamorous. Indeed gamporous. One was spreading delicious gossip, and I am sure he won't mind the irony of me spreading delicious gossip about him spreading delicious gossip.
I had arrived late so missed the free fizz though I expect it was cheap rubbish. Even though the public sector faces a really tough period they should still make sure I am able to blag proper champagne. I have a hypocritical image to maintain.
Monday, 29 November 2010
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Mutual gamps
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
The government have announced plans to encourage more spin-offs of umbrella use in the public services through mutuals and cooperatives. Basically this means that people delivering public services in a downpour will all be expected to mutually share brollies and co-operate with rain protection.
So well done to My Great Aunt Maude for this announcement. But I had a strange sense of "déjà vu" as I listened to My Great Aunt Maude in the shower this morning.
"What the hell are you doing in my shower when I am in here trying to wash myself?" I demanded. "I am sure I have warned you about this before."
Redesign rethink
I have decided to give my blog a bit of a makeover and will keep tinkering with it as the mood takes me. Branding consistency isn't important after all in the modern age. I should know - in the last ten years or so the organisation I run has been known as BUNBB, Bubb, bubb and BUBB. Cos we can't make our minds up what looks best and it is sometimes easier to concentrate on style over substance.
Thursday, 25 November 2010
Readability
I see my spoofer Stephen Bubb has been messing around with the design of his blog again. He just can't stop tinkering with things. Whereas I am going to prove that I do listen to my readers' concerns about readability so will be cranking up the levels of astonishing self aggrandisement and general jaw dropping "did he really say that?" blogging. Hope Stephen approves.
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
Back from the brink
Rumours of my retirement were greatly exaggerated (by me mainly). I have in fact been ill hence a week of blog silence. I was out for lunch with Dame Luci Vinyl and Gamp Danger of the Umbrella Commission last week. As we were discussing huge cuts to their budget, which could well mean redundancies, it is entirely appropriate to boast about eating great food while doing so. We were at a social enterprise restaurant which is the sort of place the aforementioned Commission staff may be forced to work at washing dishes to keep them off the streets very soon.
The beetroot risotto was to die for. Literally. Seconds after eating it I contracted cholera and went home to die. Well, I say cholera. It wasn't proper cholera, just man-cholera. But I have spent the week in bed anyway, hiding in embarrassment at the very idea I could even joke about cholera given what is happening in Haiti.
But now I am back, larger than life (assuming life is under 5 foot 2) and ready to have my appraisal as chair of the Brolly Investment Business, accuse umbrella granting foundations of ruining the planet and to upset my staff by not doing my job properly. But more of that later. This lingering man-cholera won't nurse itself.
The beetroot risotto was to die for. Literally. Seconds after eating it I contracted cholera and went home to die. Well, I say cholera. It wasn't proper cholera, just man-cholera. But I have spent the week in bed anyway, hiding in embarrassment at the very idea I could even joke about cholera given what is happening in Haiti.
But now I am back, larger than life (assuming life is under 5 foot 2) and ready to have my appraisal as chair of the Brolly Investment Business, accuse umbrella granting foundations of ruining the planet and to upset my staff by not doing my job properly. But more of that later. This lingering man-cholera won't nurse itself.
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
Actually...
...to really upset my spoofer, rather than fiddle around with design issues, perhaps I should just give up blogging altogether. That'd learn him. Bye bye.
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
And what would Stephen do?
If I redesigned my blog what would my spoofer Stephen Bubb do? Would he retire in a huff or spend ages slavishly redesigning his own blog to better ape mine?
I expect he would be flattered to have been thought of, laugh at any stupid new design and just get on with picking me up on the content of what I say rather than worry about how it is presented. Which is what I should be doing really.
I expect he would be flattered to have been thought of, laugh at any stupid new design and just get on with picking me up on the content of what I say rather than worry about how it is presented. Which is what I should be doing really.
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