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Yes. Well a busy time last week. I only managed to get my WOW character to level 37, buy 6 pieces of custom cut wood, paint 6 pieces of custom cut wood, fix a sliding door, help bring in a new cast iron fireplace, photograph the local area, guide potential plumbers around the house showing…
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Hello. I’m Winky Potato. Let me take you on a guided tour of the lovely area that is Luxury Flats Brierley. This is Brierley. Look at all that prime land available for building on. Who needs agriculture and green belt? Do they create jobs? No! So lets turn the Green and Pleasant land into a…
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I am crap. I did a poll ages ago asking people to suggest things they would like to see round about where I live. I never got round to doing it and I’ve completely forgotten when I did the blasted poll. One of the big long barn houses in Brierley got demolished on Wednesday. It…
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I am a Twiterer. Last night I popped into Halfords (For those not familiar, Halfords is a British motor factors specialising in Bicycles, furry dice and air fresheners in the shape of steering wheels. The key skill of all Halfords employees is to know fuck all about cars and everything about the latest offers on…
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Something that has been really pissing me off of late is that I’m feeling remarkably over managed. Not only do I have work coming in from my immediate line manager Mr Bigot, but I also have stuff coming direct from Mr Beardywalker-Type and from Ms Ive-been-on-one-too-many-corporate-training-courses.
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When I did my weekly check in with my olds on Sunday my mum asked me what, if anything, I had been up to the day before. So I told her that I’d gone to meet zoefruitcake and that I had a wonderful time. My mum then said something along the lines of “Well I…
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