Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Home is where the heart is

Went out last Saturday night for a meal and drinks at the Duke of Kent with the loved ones and said my goodbyes.


Scott, Katie, Mattie and Shaun..so difficult to leave behind...

...I wonder if I'll ever see her again?

At 9 years old T-Bone is not getting any younger...
...not a wrinkle in sight though, good genes

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30 August 2011  11:10

Location: Funchal, Madeira, Portugal

Arrived yesterday, walked around like a proper tourist admiring the beautiful scenery, met lots of familiar faces, had lots to drink and loved every minute. Off on a roadtrip with DD.

:)



Saturday, 27 August 2011

Laughing pains - Part 3

I heard fits of laughter from the front room this morning and wondered what Madeleine was watching on TV. I could hear Sky News in the background, covering the war in Lybia, so that couldn't be it.  My head was thumping due to the copious amounts of alcohol (*) ingested the previous night and I didn't feel like getting out of bed to find out.

Eventually Madeleine came into the bedroom, laptop in hand, to show me the source of her laughter.It was some website showing iPhone autocorrect text errors (see pics below), that made me LMAO.

(*)Yesterday was my last day at work and at 6:00 we all piled into the pub for a proper session. Some five hours later I got a cab home and remember paying the fare but can't remember calling one.Whose cab did I pinch? And was it really a cab? 

Here are some little gems I want to share with you;


I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Brilliant website. There are a couple more pics to show, from the same source, this time of strange names;

Bitch of a name...

Bitch of an airline..Internal flights only, just as well

:)

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

Mad Dog Gone


Imagine having this loony as your leader? 

As reported back in February's post  "Springtime and Gaddafi",  I expected "Mad Dog" to be gone by the summer but was wrong...by a month or so.

As of earlier today, 23/08/11, the rebel fighters of Lybia have taken Tripoli and are in full control; Gaddafi is in hiding. Good riddance to the arrogant demented parasite with the tranny hairstyle.

The tin-pot soldier boy  took over 41 years ago by force and became the pariah, or more accurately, the embarrassment of the world. How he lasted this long, only the long-suffering people of Lybia can answer.

Where will Gaddafi run to? Venezuela, with its dysfunctional ruler Hugo Chaves, has offered asylum and  Zimbabwe's senile-embarrassment Robert Mugabe are the likely alternatives that spring to mind. The world is running short of countries ruled by fucking lecherous, light-fingered, below-average intelligence, depraved  scum-bag dictators. North Korea and Iran are outside chances.

Mad Dog Gaddafi is in hiding and is threatening to continue fighting until the end. Typical.  Hitler was the last big-time loser to do the same. Vile pigs like these always want to take as many with them as possible.

Time to rejoice and wish the people of Lybia a speedy recovery.

Welcome to the world community...umm...time will tell.

:s

Sunday, 21 August 2011

So long, Dagenham...

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Yes, my time at Dagenham Motors is coming to an end and I feel the urge to pay tribute to some of my dear colleagues in the only way I know how - in blogosphere.

Ten months have passed and I have enjoyed every single minute...umm...  almost... apart from the very very long hours, the weekend work, the morning meetings...no no, seriously, it has been a pleasure.

OK, now for the good-byes.

A fond farewell  to...*drum roll*...Jay Maisuria!


Full name: Jay "Low" Maisuria

Jay "Low" is a quiet, softly-spoken (hence the "Low" tag - not because he's got a cute butt, which he hasn't) guy who ironically comes from a background of loudspeaker sales. Jay keeps himself to himself and never gives much away. He recently got married and most of us didn't even know it (no invites, anyway). I thought he was out to lunch but he was on his honeymoon! Jay doesn't rush anything, hence the assumption.

Rumour has it that Jay "Low" once tried to describe to police a fight he witnessed between a snail and a tortoise and he said he couldn't remember it because 'it all happened so fast'!

On another occasion, according to local folklore, Jay was asked what school his son went to and he replied "no disrespect but I'd rather keep that to myself". It could  be that Jay "Low" is worried about kidnappings in the North West London area - all too common apparently...or is that in Mexico?..or Brazil?.. no, not Brazil, that's where his Bravox speakers come from. 

Brav who? I hear you ask? Precisely. I have no idea either.


And then on to...*drum roll*...Graham Anderson!


 Full name: Graham "Sandwich" Anderson

Graham is our resident "walking menu". When Graham is not eating he is planning his next meal and always starts the day by asking everyone if they want toast from the cafe. Graham is also leaving after 6 years of loyal service and I hear through the grapevine that the cafe next door is up for sale; the proprietor knows his business won't survive the sudden loss of revenue. Raspberry ripple sales will decrease also (cheap joke, not PC, but who cares...its my blog). Graham has a big appetite...but an even bigger heart. Thanks Graham.


And then onto...*drum roll*... Sumit Kanwar!


 Full name: Sumit "It" Kanwar

Conceited, big-headed, egotistical, chauvinistic and grumpy are adjectives some people may attribute to Sumit, but not me!  I don't think he's grumpy.

Sumit is the top salesman and makes sure everyone knows it; and for the benefit of new customers who don't know it there are countless reminders such as awards and diplomas plastered around his work area.

Sumit is undoubtedly a top performer (at work, not in bed, according to rumour) and consistently sells more cars than anyone else in the country (his humble words, not mine).

Oh yes, I nearly forgot, Sumit wears a Rolex watch and is always ready to prove its authenticity by showing the Argos receipt.

Good luck Sumit, keep it up (selling...that is)


And also...*drum roll*...Alvin Castillo 


Full name: Alvin "Bruv" Castillo

A recent addition to the team, "Bruv" has stormed into the showroom like a whirlwind; full of the kind of enthusiasm and urgency only seen in salesmen of perishable-goods about to go past their sell-by date. Alvin is indefatigable in his quest for deals and stores up future sales like his chipmunks store nuts for the winter. He is hungry enough to succeed, but not hungry enough to snatch the 'best customer of R Cafe' title from Graham.

Good luck Alvin.


Moving on to...*drum roll*...Leon Franklin!


Full name: Leon "God Boy" Franklin

Leon, aka "ten to two", is the freshman of the team. A recent arrival who is slotting in nicely due in part to his amiability and sense of humour. Leon left Mercedes for Ford; a decision akin to Ashley Cole leaving his beautiful wife Cheryl for that dodgy looking bimbo whose name escapes me. I'm sure he has his reasons and one day may even tell us, if we don't read it in the papers first.

Leon spends a fortune on sweets - yes, fruitellas, sherbets, jellies - and has been the kind of  God-Send to the local shop as Graham is to the cafe next door. I'd go as far as saying these two are responsible for half of the total consumption of food and confectionery in Alperton.


And finally...*drum roll*...Peter Lawson!


Full name: Peter "Griffin" Lawson

Peter is the manager who manages to entertain and punish us in equal measure. Always has something to say and is always right - even when he's wrong! Our very own "family guy", Peter has a great sense of humour (supports Doncaster Rovers for a start) and tells the odd joke after laying into us in the morning meetings.

Peter has been on a diet ever since I started.  I think its the  "mañana" or "see-food" diet. I know he's on a diet because he always asks for brown bread toast and rubs his ample mid rift as if checking progress. Brown bread toast smothered in butter and marmalade must be some kind of low calorie food in his diet.

Peter has been my mentor, tutor and friend, and for that I am eternally grateful. Thanks Peter

Last but not least, hugs to;

Ivan, Dawn,Carol, Karen, Paris, Gwenne, Val, Dot, Vlad, the Service crew, the Parts crew, the Bodyshop crew, the Business Centre crew, Valeters and car-park Michael.

It has been a pleasure working with you all.

<3 <3

Friday, 12 August 2011

Don't like it? Don't have it, bigot!

I saw the following message on FB today and liked it so much I felt I should share it with you. Simple, sweet and ever so relevant in our intolerant and unforgiving world.
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Don't like gay marriages? Don't have one
Don't like abortion? Don't have one
Don't like sex? Don't have it
Don't like drugs? Don't do them
Don't like porn? Don't watch it
Don't like alcohol? Don't drink it
Don't like your rights taken away? Don't take away someone else's!
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Bigotry is a crime against humanity. It is a cancer that, if left unchecked, spreads and destroys the very fabric of society. Ironically (or not) the most eloquent bigots I have had the displeasure of meeting are also the most religious.
Coincidence? I don't think so. 
Here are some examples of bigotry for you to hate;
I don't believe in reincarnation - or in God for that matter - but if I did, I would pray for all bigots to come back as gays, homeless, single-parents...etc...
...wouldn't it be great to see them squirming, apologising, crawling back into our affections? Uhmmm, maybe not. I'm beginning to sound like one of them. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh
:(