Look what Santa brought Granny!
Tuesday, 25 December 2007
Monday, 17 December 2007
Hop Skip and Jump
Today Granny has accomplished three things.1. She's had her first bath since July (dirty bitch I hear you say). Those that have read my blog previously will understand why.
2. She's got rid of that blasted stick! That's a picture of me doing my daily exercise routine. Just look at them stockings what killers!
3. She's completed her exam - Hip Hip Hooray.
Poor old granny can now relax and look forward to the festive season where she can hang up her old wrinkly stockings for Santa.
The first round of exams are now well and truly over and there is no going back. The results will not be known until 7th January 2008.
I am now going to sit back and try to enjoy the festive season and not worry too much what the outcome will be.
Recipe for Christmas All Year Long
Take a heap of child-like wonder that opens up our eyes
To the unexpected gifts in life — Each day a sweet surprise.
Mix in fond appreciation for the people whom we know;
Like festive Christmas candles, each one has a special glow.
Add some giggles and some laughter, A dash of Christmas food,
(Amazing how a piece of pie improves our attitude!)
Stir it all with human kindness; Wrap it up in love and peace,
Decorate with optimism, and our joy will never cease.
If we use this healthy recipe, we know we will remember
to be in the Christmas spirit, even when it's not December.
Merry Christmas.
Monday, 10 December 2007
It's Here!
Well the dreaded day has finally arrived. Exam time.
I have not been looking forward to this at all. My fingers are bitten down to the bone and I can see the beginning of bags under my eyes (discounting the ones I had already).
My head has been mush this last week worrying over whats going to happen. I have had this vision that I am going to be the only one in the class that doesn't get through. It's been giving me nightmares.
On the work front it has been manic, but still there in the dark recess of my brain, this nagging worry has been lurking.
I went to college this afternoon as per usual but didn't intend staying for very long as the tutor had booked the IT Suite. Past experience has taught me to avoid this at all cost. I didn't fancy spending the afternoon with "Cool" "Random" and "Innit". Come to think of it I haven't seen "Innit" for some time.
I made my excuses and was home for around 14:00 hours. This extra time enabled me to do some cramming before tonight.
Arriving at the college in good time this evening, I decided a visit to the vending machine would be in order. I needed a little something to get me through the evening. Normally this would consist of a bottle of red or two, but I don't think this would have gone down well with the tutor.
The next best thing - CHOCOLATE! I thought this would give me some comfort should I start to lose the will to live at some point during the evening. I then bought a bag of sweets containing loads of E numbers, these might give me an adrenalin rush or make me hyper.
My thought process here was two fold. Being hyped up to the eyeballs might give me an edge and make me sail through the exam without a care in the world. Or, on the other hand, I could just say bollocks to it all and p*** off home. (I think the E numbers are kicking in now as I type this blog as my language is deteriorating rapidly).
Its hard to say how the exam went. We still have the 2nd part to complete next week. There were a couple of purple patches where my mind went totally blank and I managed to get my debits and credits in the wrong order. But my trusty choccy bar came to the rescue and put me back on track.
I can't believe I have another week to get through before we finish the final part. Its just not good for someone my age!
Is it really worth it I ask myself?
I have not been looking forward to this at all. My fingers are bitten down to the bone and I can see the beginning of bags under my eyes (discounting the ones I had already).
My head has been mush this last week worrying over whats going to happen. I have had this vision that I am going to be the only one in the class that doesn't get through. It's been giving me nightmares.
On the work front it has been manic, but still there in the dark recess of my brain, this nagging worry has been lurking.
I went to college this afternoon as per usual but didn't intend staying for very long as the tutor had booked the IT Suite. Past experience has taught me to avoid this at all cost. I didn't fancy spending the afternoon with "Cool" "Random" and "Innit". Come to think of it I haven't seen "Innit" for some time.
I made my excuses and was home for around 14:00 hours. This extra time enabled me to do some cramming before tonight.
Arriving at the college in good time this evening, I decided a visit to the vending machine would be in order. I needed a little something to get me through the evening. Normally this would consist of a bottle of red or two, but I don't think this would have gone down well with the tutor.
The next best thing - CHOCOLATE! I thought this would give me some comfort should I start to lose the will to live at some point during the evening. I then bought a bag of sweets containing loads of E numbers, these might give me an adrenalin rush or make me hyper.
My thought process here was two fold. Being hyped up to the eyeballs might give me an edge and make me sail through the exam without a care in the world. Or, on the other hand, I could just say bollocks to it all and p*** off home. (I think the E numbers are kicking in now as I type this blog as my language is deteriorating rapidly).
Its hard to say how the exam went. We still have the 2nd part to complete next week. There were a couple of purple patches where my mind went totally blank and I managed to get my debits and credits in the wrong order. But my trusty choccy bar came to the rescue and put me back on track.
I can't believe I have another week to get through before we finish the final part. Its just not good for someone my age!
Is it really worth it I ask myself?
Monday, 3 December 2007
I don't like Mondays!
Before I get down to the nitty gritty, I must apologise for not keeping up with my blog last week. I had nothing to write about as I didn't attend college. No, I wasn't being naughty (which I do like being at times).
I had to attend a conference at the Prison Service College based in Rugby and didn't know until the last minute. This caused me quite a headache as I was supposed to be completing a mock exam paper in readiness for the real thing 10/17 December.
It was really important that I attended the said conference as the subject matter will have an impact on my future career in the Service. It was a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea. I think I would have rather been at Burton College than listen solidly for someone lecturing for 6 hours.
I managed to arrange with the tutor to send me the paper so that I could complete this at home. Which she most kindly did.
Today was one filled with trepidation. I have been quite stressed this last week knowing that the paper has to be marked and I must admit my heads been mashed.
The afternoons session was fairly low key as always. It wasn't too bad, quite a lot of the class was missing so there wasn't so many interruptions. We actually finished at 14:45 and I was home for 15:00 hours.
I was quite glad really that I could come home because I needed to chill a little before tonight. I decided to "have a blow". Its nothing kinky, but what is termed in brass band speak, as playing your instrument. I think I have mentioned previously that I play in a brass band.
I do find that "having a blow" is quite therapeutic and relaxing. I have not been able to practice as much as I would have liked because I have neighbours who live either side. I have just had a lovely conservatory built and its like having my own music room. I can now play until my hearts content.
Feeling quite chilled I made my way back to college and once the session started, I submitted my work to the tutor for marking.
I told her that I had struggled and towards the end of the paper I had lost the will to live. I felt really chuffed when she said well done and that most of it was correct. This has given me the boost that I needed ready for the real thing next week.
The tutor has given us a couple more mock papers to have a go at before next week (with answers supplied) this will help highlight problem areas.
I am feeling quite positive tonight and as I am writing my blog I am sampling a bottle of the good old red stuff.
Cheers!
I had to attend a conference at the Prison Service College based in Rugby and didn't know until the last minute. This caused me quite a headache as I was supposed to be completing a mock exam paper in readiness for the real thing 10/17 December.
It was really important that I attended the said conference as the subject matter will have an impact on my future career in the Service. It was a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea. I think I would have rather been at Burton College than listen solidly for someone lecturing for 6 hours.
I managed to arrange with the tutor to send me the paper so that I could complete this at home. Which she most kindly did.
Today was one filled with trepidation. I have been quite stressed this last week knowing that the paper has to be marked and I must admit my heads been mashed.
The afternoons session was fairly low key as always. It wasn't too bad, quite a lot of the class was missing so there wasn't so many interruptions. We actually finished at 14:45 and I was home for 15:00 hours.
I was quite glad really that I could come home because I needed to chill a little before tonight. I decided to "have a blow". Its nothing kinky, but what is termed in brass band speak, as playing your instrument. I think I have mentioned previously that I play in a brass band.
I do find that "having a blow" is quite therapeutic and relaxing. I have not been able to practice as much as I would have liked because I have neighbours who live either side. I have just had a lovely conservatory built and its like having my own music room. I can now play until my hearts content.
Feeling quite chilled I made my way back to college and once the session started, I submitted my work to the tutor for marking.
I told her that I had struggled and towards the end of the paper I had lost the will to live. I felt really chuffed when she said well done and that most of it was correct. This has given me the boost that I needed ready for the real thing next week.
The tutor has given us a couple more mock papers to have a go at before next week (with answers supplied) this will help highlight problem areas.
I am feeling quite positive tonight and as I am writing my blog I am sampling a bottle of the good old red stuff.
Cheers!
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