tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-196351152011-11-04T23:27:22.695ZCheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.comBlogger1521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-61169301205539800952007-12-27T19:05:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:13.586Z

Yes, Gordon Bennett so to speak. If Gordon wants a thick head with a thumping ache he can have mine for free. Seems last nights visit from the girls up the street created more casualties than me. Bumped into Karens daughter walking the dogs to be told her mam fell asleep in the kitchen when she returned home. Left the lights on, left the door open and generally just crashed. I wonder how Jimmy

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-44685665828450536042007-12-26T22:58:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:13.783Z

Well I'd just like to say "All the best". But to be honest the quantity of alcohol taken tonight sort of removes the ability to talk sense.I just hope Ally and Freddie have had the best Xmas that anyone could wish for.I'll just try to post a photo that sums up my feelings to them both at the moment......I love them both ....but....to be honest at the moment I feel

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-52446672361970097742007-12-23T22:11:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:14.306Z

Hi all, yes it's me again.The above photo was taken a couple of weeks ago at Wynyard. The old railway track has been turned into a walkway, and me being one of the few undead creatures that enjoys the countryside in daylight I dragged Carol along for a few hours of fresh air. Believe it or not Ally, just after this shot we witnessed the spill of blood. Carol saw a rabbit in the next field that

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-58154400664604132452007-12-22T22:09:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:15.009Z

Well it's been a while, and to say I'm rusty at this Blogging thing is a slight understatement. A lot's happened since the last post, some good things, some bad and some just pure shitty.As another Christmas approaches and maybe a glimmer of light in the posting on me blog department( But as you can see in the past, DON'T HOLD YOUR BREATH)I just wondered what the other bloggers were up to.I see

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-35680631711725899692007-04-07T08:16:00.000Z2007-04-07T08:22:46.330Z

Oh Ally, forgot to say...."Repeat after me, I'm gonna buy Cheeky the biggest glass of beer I can find."Then I'll think about the blog thingy..XWhat with you and Freddie, the other bloody highlander.....I don't stand a chance. don't tell her

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-44270886077782067042007-04-06T19:47:00.000Z2007-04-06T19:51:56.155Z

Say "please".... Say "pretty please"....and repeat after me, "Cheekys' one legged undead duck is the best duck in the underworld, and still going round in circles"....and I'll think about it.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-2672546872092822782007-01-23T19:03:00.001Z2007-01-23T19:10:49.937Z

Another dull day. Dull as in the weather, and dull as in a boring day at work.Just been watching the news, and again it just serves to provide more proof that this world is full of arses. More muggings, murders and the usual low life of society causing mayhem. The poor lad out taking photographs and stabbed to death for his camera, the teacher charged with child abuse, the internet scammers

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-63573460512086783702007-01-21T20:34:00.001Z2007-01-23T19:15:01.705Z

Another weekend nearly over, and thankfully the weather seems to have calmed down a bit. Yesterday we spent the afternoon in Darlington doing a bit of shopping. I nearly got the camera I want, but to date I've been able to resist. I just keep thinking there's more things we need first. Hmm, maybe next week lol.Poor wee Monster has the runs, she's stuck round home making sudden rapid movements

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-28005468586919201922007-01-17T09:04:00.001Z2007-01-17T23:17:40.055Z

Well, "Good Morning World".Absolutely peeing down here, just got out of bed and somehow just can't be arsed to go to the gym. There's always tomorrow.Oy Ally, it's been 17 days now without a sniff of alcohol, but don't worry It wont last much longer so you can still release those moths.Not much doing at work, it can be quiet at this time of year. but we were assured lots and lots of work was

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-52070701158360629192007-01-14T20:17:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:15.047Z

Yesterday started with 'Little Monster' wanting a trip out. Now don't get me wrong, I love a trip out but to be honest the way the weather's been lately I didn't think she'd want to go anywhere.Carol fancied a look up to High Force to see how much rainfall was coming over from the hills. 'Monster' seemed keen, and so with a rather rushed breakfast and the car readied we were off.The route took us

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-24145250702037049402007-01-12T07:12:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:15.276Z

Well yesterday afternoon was spent with my little buddy Jip.The idea was to have a gentle walk around the Northern edge of town of about 6 miles. The weather was rather wild, and with the rain we've had lately the fields were soaking. Half way round we came across the little trickle of a beck which leads to 'Fairy Glen', but today of all days it has to be a bloody torrent of flood water. Now

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-48595477495374494822007-01-09T20:23:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:15.894Z

Woke at 1.15pm after a lovely 'post nightshift' sleep, Carol was getting ready for work and had the great idea of making me a bacon butty (she has good ideas now and then). Last nights shift started with belly ache, and ended with an 8 hour shift without food. Just couldn't face any. I'm sure the fact that your working stupid shifts each week has some detrimental effect on ones constitution, if

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-26879588310908012552007-01-07T17:02:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:16.676Z

Well Fridays score at work was 'Cheeky 0 Boss 1', to be honest when he approached with the dreaded overtime list, one Cheeky fled behind the machine and peeped over the top like a bald Chad, he just laughed. "I don't suppose you want to work the weekend" now if any question was daft, that was it. But after a bit of haggling I got the 12 hours Saturday and Sunday, down to 6 hours Saturday morning

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-49727765349919356402007-01-03T19:44:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:17.003Z

Firstly I'd just like to mention an old workmate who sadly passed away over xmas. After a lot of thought Arnie retired just three years ago. A lovely person, hard worker and all round Gentleman. We didn't find out of his sudden death until starting back to work on Tuesday.I do so wish he'd have enjoyed more of his retirement than he did.I'll be thinking of all the tales he would tell us at work

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-29641342842201638662006-12-29T21:22:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:17.646Z

Well another one bites the dust...Christmas that is.The usual visiting, receiving visitors, scary pressies, even more scarier kids going hyper, then the usual cry from the little ones on Xmas day night "I'm bored".It's been a strange sort of festive season this year. A time I don't normally relish, but this year things haven't been too bad. I think the worst thing has to be Mam. We had Xmas

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-43532800356386465992006-12-24T22:13:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:18.200Z

Well I did manage to do a quick post. The day started with a rather late rise from the grave, a quick shower and shave and a lovely visit from Lleanne and Gip. Yes you spell Gip with a G, not a J as I thought. For those who don't know Gip is the scruffy dog up the street who seems to have adopted me as his main walking companion.Lleanne and Gip brought me a bottle of wine for all the walks and

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-77069782259168182842006-12-23T20:50:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:18.646Z

Well, 'Little Monster stayed over last night. She even stayed awake till midnight, and a good job since Carol was picking me and Bob up after a night out. Last time I got a text saying 'Monster' had fallen asleep so could we get a taxi....but last night she managed to keep her peepers open.This morning started with 'Monster' climbing into our bed, kissing me on the head, and stating she loved me

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-63753083706882580622006-12-21T10:45:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:18.764Z

No you bloody can't open the parcelMight frighten Santa.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-91947914108036181972006-12-20T20:49:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:19.243Z

Well, that's the most of the presents bought. I did the 'lonely lost man walk' yesterday around Newcastle. Why is it men don't seem to enjoy pressie buying. This shop, that shop, and the other shop. I could bloody scream.I even had to sit down in the Tavern with a pint. I didn't really want to (zip it you two terriers) but one just had to relax for a while, before taking on the onslaught of women

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-84632624680974516082006-12-19T06:02:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:19.591Z

Greetings oh blogworld. And before Freddie sticks her nose in, the picture's sleepy..not Dopey. Anyway it's 6 am, a day off work, and it's off for a bit of Xmas shopping later. First an hour in the gym just to wake up, and if ones brain wakes up maybe the rest will follow. Just sent a bottle of wine to work this morning for Charlie. Seems he has to go back into his old department, so I'm losing

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-88193831161684216252006-12-14T20:30:00.000Z2008-12-11T08:20:20.180Z

Well, last nights shift lasted all of one hour. A quick phone call to mam resulted in no reply around 9.30pm. I dropped in on the way to work just to check and found her rather out of it. Fearing one of her diabetic funny turns I made her supper. All seemed fine and so I made my way to work. On the way I called on Carol who was leaving work at 10, and asked her to just check on mam just to be on

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1165958025385177962006-12-12T20:05:00.000Z2006-12-13T19:14:16.253Z

Well my little computer, it's you and me again..Come on then, give me some creative juices to spill. Oh bollocks, be like that.So a second post in the space of 24 hours. Hmm, I wonder if any of the bloggers who used to visit, come back. Be a pity if the silence stayed for eternity.Awoke from the nightshift slumber around 12.30 this afternoon, rain and wind lashing the windows. The urge to turn

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1162678940203359052006-11-04T21:00:00.000Z2006-12-13T19:11:42.180Z

I don't suppose anyone will read this due to the large gap since the last post, but to anyone who does reads this and thinks "Bloody hell, the undead has risen" ....blame Ally .and before I say anything, I would like to send my thoughts for Ally and her father. I hope he gets better soon. I feel awful for losing contact with Ally and Freddie lately. But that's me, bloody stupid, and a little

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1155235023668777482006-08-10T18:13:00.000Z2006-08-10T18:39:14.256Z

Hi all, greetings again from the grave..Sat this afternoon in the hospital with Carol when me flippin' mobile rang in my pocket. On silent I may add but yes I should have turned it off. Anyway Val the nurse turned and said it's ok to answer it Chris. Now how the hell did she know it was ringing when it just vibrated. It was either the give away smirk on ones face, or she was standing too close.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1155155700065028252006-08-09T19:51:00.000Z2006-08-09T23:21:53.910Z

Yes I am still around, for all those who thought I'd retreated back to the grave. Not quite got back into regular 'cyber world usage' yet.Carol's doing well, not as well as we hoped yet. Seems the healing process took a step backwards at the weekend. Friday saw the regular hospital visit result in a rather larger than expected piece of wound site cut away. Carol didn't feel a thing as the area is

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1154720383721705482006-08-04T18:35:00.000Z2006-08-04T21:12:03.843Z

Well it's been 3 weeks since Carols operation, to be honest it seems a lot longer, but also nice to be here at this time, with this blog announcement....Carol has been told that as far as they can see, her cancer has been eliminated. To say I'm relieved is an understatement.Many thanks to all the folks who sent kind words and thoughts. All were passed on to Carol as soon as possible. The only

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1152654895433860142006-07-11T21:23:00.000Z2006-07-12T21:07:39.143Z

Not been back long from visiting Carol. An 8.30am operation and back on the ward 5.30pm.I must admit I feel a little easier tonight. An end to this part of the process is a big relief for Carol, especially being told the next few days should see a big improvement after the initial trauma of the op. She was understandably rather 'out of it', but still was able to pass that look of "look after the

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1152568372964889442006-07-10T21:35:00.000Z2006-07-10T21:52:52.990Z

Well, Carol's in hospital, and awaiting her operation first thing in the morning. Toni and Dave turned up after work, and around 8.15 we all left Carol to try and rest as best she can. They asked if I fancied calling for a quick drink, but to be honest there's only one person I want to be with at the moment, and that's Carol. It was heart breaking leaving her. I know she's in the best place, but

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1152446796699846942006-07-09T11:57:00.000Z2006-07-09T18:54:54.580Z

AS MENTIONED LAST NIGHT.......ONES HEED IS DOING THE HIGHLAND FLING.I THINK THE PINTS OF SNAKEBITE JUST BIT BACK..SNIGGERING COMMENTS NOT WELCOME, AND THAT INCLUDES YOU BOTH,ALLY AND FREDDIE

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1152398395111760012006-07-08T22:05:00.000Z2006-07-09T11:38:52.093Z

Well I'm here.This morning the 'Monster phone went off about 10am. Monster wanted to go to the seaside because someone had told her today was to be the hottest day of the year. What a load of @rap....The day started cloudy and cool, and to be honest it got cooler as it went along. Carol had to go and buy a few bits and bobs for hospital on Monday, and I know 'Monster ' doesn't understand, but I

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1152311851795976772006-07-07T22:15:00.000Z2006-07-07T23:48:45.236Z

Firstly, to anyone who still reads my blog, sorry for not posting regularly. All in one week Mam had her stroke, and Carol had her bad news from the hospital. Together they sort of drained my interest in blogging. Carol has shown the greatest courage in carrying on as normal, so what else can I do but match her feelings.Monday is the day she goes into hospital for her pre operation tests, and

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1151183131385724922006-06-24T20:09:00.000Z2006-06-25T11:50:10.996Z

Carols Friday hospital visit resulted in one of the worst results we could imagine. We both entered the room with high hopes, but came out in tears. She needs all the support and love I can give at the moment......I just hope all I can give is enough. having said that, We're determined to carry on as normal.'Monster' wanted to go up a lighthouse. So today, even though we didn't feel like it, we

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1151007126845824812006-06-22T18:54:00.000Z2006-06-23T10:02:10.400Z

Well the week's nearly over. Not been too bad at work, but at home a different story. Spent the time between work, Mams and home.Mam took bad early Monday morning at home, resulting in a day in bed. Tuesday she was a little better but still not right. Yesterday I had my own feelings about the problem, and too be honest if I'd listened to Nadine last year and pushed the doctor more when he said

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150839185191436162006-06-20T21:27:00.000Z2006-06-21T12:44:06.996Z

Watched the game, and decided I'm sure Grandads' Uncles parrot had a brother from Ecuador....So I might be Ecuadorian if they beat us..........Again, from Cheeky...Bog off.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150829682045169032006-06-20T18:27:00.000Z2006-06-21T11:47:38.320Z

Evening all, just a quick post before the match. Oh Freddie, tell Steve that there's a footy competition on in Germany at the moment. It's called the 'World Cup'....Him being from North of the Wall Hadrian built, and not involved this year.....he might not realise.......Shit, I fear the footsteps of Ally are making there way South, probably joined by an irate Puffin. Those confused, see last post

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150644395861696152006-06-18T15:26:00.000Z2006-06-18T23:31:45.136Z

My apologies to anyone who is trying to read this post whilst I add photos. You see, for some unknown reason I can't seem to upload photos most of the time, but I did notice that the fact my pictures are also stored onto the PICASA2 program might have helped. It might be a long way of getting my pictures onto the blog, but if I blog them straight from PICASA2 and create a new post, then copy the

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150580401031539852006-06-17T19:51:00.000Z2006-06-18T12:01:54.686Z

Well before I try and edit yesterdays post, I thought of posting about todays outing.I had Northumberland in mind this morning, Holy Island to be more precise. The tide was out till 18.15 so plenty of time to get up there, drive across the causeway, look around and get back across to the mainland before the tide came in. But as ever the 9am 'Monster' phone rang loud and clear. The little voice on

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150490219678258692006-06-16T19:33:00.000Z2006-06-17T20:45:06.006Z

Well me darlings, I'm here. For how long, who knows...If any of you are thinking "Oh God he's back", well just look North and blame Ally. And anyone who's thinking "Thank you Lord for bringing Cheeky back into my life", just look North and thank Ally .....and after reading a few of my posts and thinking "this bloke's mental, look West and blame Freddie. Believe me, I was quite normal until

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1150281756027931702006-06-14T10:36:00.000Z2006-06-17T20:36:34.856Z

OK ALLY, YOU WIN.... Darkest tales of Durham will be posted shortly.Eggs is Eggs shall be resurrected.......Bloody women.What with Ally and Freddie, a vampire stands no chance.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1147808146718667532006-05-16T19:18:00.000Z2006-05-16T19:41:07.096Z

Bloody hell, last post on the 10th, doesn't time fly.Nightshift week this week, and little chance of a good sleep in the daylight and heat. Up today at 1 ish to get Carol across to North Tees hospital Stockton. One of those hospitals with a car park from hell. Round and round and round we went, till a space was eventually found. Seems everyone and their dog was at hospital today.Called for tea at

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1147295647246979682006-05-10T21:10:00.000Z2006-05-10T21:56:49.580Z

All I want to say is... "Middlesbrough, what the hell happened"

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1147033649342057622006-05-07T18:43:00.000Z2006-05-07T20:34:24.436Z

Well the quick rethink yesterday morning led to a day across to the Yorkshire moors, Goathland to be precise. To those of you who watch 'Heartbeat', Goathland is the village used on many of the shots, although these days a lot is filmed in studios.We did call for lunch on the way, funny how food always seems to be involved in my days out. If 'monster' can have a fairground ride, I can have a

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1146907715830069292006-05-06T08:55:00.000Z2006-05-06T22:54:04.236Z

Came home last night to a right old hullabaloo of kids outside the house, well to be honest there was three. All waving and screaming as I pulled up in the car. Now don't call me suspicious, but I did wonder if there was flames coming from the exhaust to make them all wave, I even checked me flies.The first photo just shows how some lady backseat drivers can try to influence us careful blokes. A

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1146729994737180342006-05-04T05:02:00.000Z2006-05-04T10:25:38.906Z

Well, 'Eggs is Eggs' nearly got sent to the Blog space in the sky. Was going to delete it, then wasn't. Was going to just let it fester in the background, then decided to just delete again.And after decisions, decisions, decisions......I'm bloody here again.Had a look up to Toni and Dave's new house on Saturday night, one of those housewarming do's where everyone seems to make their way from room

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1146030440279682882006-04-26T05:26:00.000Z2006-04-26T05:48:38.066Z

Just a quick post this morning. Not been home long from another nightshift. Yesterday we all mentioned how tired we felt. Maybe it's the first shift that does it, but everyone looked like death. This morning isn't quite as bad, but that bed looks more inviting by the second.Today's Ivan's funeral, so I've set the alarm to make sure I get up. I would hate not to be there, after all, he was there

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1145819661764616882006-04-23T18:06:00.000Z2006-04-23T20:05:55.243Z

Had a good walk yesterday, and as I thought we went to Bassenthwaite. The Ospreys were staying either on, or around the nest, and who can blame them when it's a dull murky old day. Well, to be honest the day wasn't too bad weather wise. But the low cloud made the photos rather foggy.We drove into the car park at 9am, the first people there apart from the girls opening the teashop. A quick sort

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1145647467781819932006-04-21T19:24:00.000Z2006-04-21T20:19:45.410Z

Well, another end to another week on the journey to a final death.The week hasn't been too bad, and the fact that Stan has been my workmate, is a major factor in the good week. He's off to New York next wednesday, so look out New York, and have a fantastic time Stan. On that topic, It means Ken is back. He might be a canny bloke, but not the best to work with. The fact that he's probably going to

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1145306281307988512006-04-17T20:03:00.000Z2006-04-17T21:13:04.646Z

Had a morning of tidying the shed, how is it the things you think you might need, end up the things you never use, and get on ones pips. Thrown out bits and bobs, this and that and quite a bit of the other, and still the shed looks full. I think the time has arrived to remove the garden chairs from the back of the shed, place them neatly around the table, remove the rain cover, and watch it rain

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1145138993536567722006-04-15T21:32:00.000Z2006-04-15T22:47:52.963Z

Well it's been a busy but enjoyable day today, took monster to meet Dracula...well, rather we had a day at Whitby, the Yorkshire town that Bram Stoker was supposed to use in his novel 'Dracula'. When the black dog escaped from the storm ravaged ship, and ran up the 199 steps to the Abbey, it was Whitby Abbey he had in mind.'Little Monster' seemed intrigued with the tale, asking constantly where

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144918752135697902006-04-13T08:44:00.000Z2006-04-13T09:22:16.583Z

Well, announcement was made yesterday. Seems the company and jobs are relying on 3 large orders, the first 2, surprise surprise, we haven't got, the 3rd seems to be as likely as me losing weight. Any job loses are going to be spared for another 2 weeks or so, until we find out about the last contract.....The union told us not to hold our breaths. That's the technical union term no doubt.Had a

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144836574559788212006-04-12T09:43:00.000Z2006-04-13T08:08:35.416Z

Just a quick post again. The weeks been fine so far, busy but fine. New partner Stan is a good laugh, seems he can talk more than me at times. He can even talk more rubbish than me, so he must be a 'canny' bloke. The bad news is that we have a sudden announcement at work today at 2. Seems the big boys are coming down from head office and requested that we have union representatives available.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144531695116550262006-04-08T21:01:00.000Z2006-04-09T10:42:59.070Z

Had a great walk today, quite a surprise considering the weather conditions as we travelled across to the lakes. The drive across started in bright sunshine, but ended with a bloody whiteout. Be it snow, or be it sleet, it was flippin awful.Having made the effort to rise from the pit and make the journey across country, it seemed a waste not to start.Ambleside car park looked like what I imagine

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144423971193560962006-04-07T15:01:00.000Z2006-04-07T15:39:56.350Z

Well I'll dangle my clanger from the highest belfry.....Thank the little hairy creatures that lurk in dark corners ..... and send thanks to the order of the Garlic bulb, It's here....Friday's here. Only 6 hours to go tonight, 6 till midnight.Walking tomorrow.....if someone who shall remain nameless, get's up and at em'. Have to think of a route whilst slogging at work tonight, should have plenty

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144335076934890942006-04-06T13:41:00.000Z2006-04-06T15:17:52.756Z

Well the week isn't going as bad as expected, even Friday's within sight. Been awake for an hour now, I tell ya, these nightshifts aint good for a vampires' social life. Had a chat with Stan this morning. He's going to be my new workmate starting next week. Me being the friendly, calm, considerate and somewhat 'cough' 'cough' charming person I am (As normal, no comments Ally and Freddie) I soon

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1144179092710102032006-04-04T19:00:00.000Z2006-04-05T01:51:47.296Z

Well the first nightshift went by with little problems. Straight foreward jobs and no real headaches. Knowing tonight's job that's due for completion, the shift from hell may be upon us.Get a new workmate to train next week. Seems he's going to be a long term partner, so the order to pass on my many skills has been given.....give us a month and he'll be proficient in the art of operating the oven

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143925461004889442006-04-01T19:47:00.000Z2006-04-03T00:32:11.606Z

Just been messing around with this gabbly.com thingy, and at first glance seems quite interesting. Seems you just type gabbly.com/ before any web site address, and the gabbly chat box appears enabling you to talk with any other members who happen to be on the site at that time. Now I know it's early days, but every site I tried, I ended up the only one online. I know I talk to myself, but I think

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143836692069735512006-03-31T20:06:00.000Z2006-04-01T00:49:25.700Z

I'm back.....I'm knackered.....Still rough around the edges......and off to bed......Night night......Bye bye Friday, look out Saturday.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143665465919427372006-03-29T20:28:00.000Z2006-03-30T13:40:11.590Z

Well it's now official, Micks bloody blood pressure has enabled him to come off the job, and muggins here has been asked to replace him.A little More money.....Yep.Me as before, back as team leader.....Yep.Did I want the job.....Nope.On a brighter side of work, that's it till Monday night. So it's off in the morning to Manchester. No hurry, I expect the roads will be their usual bottle neck near

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143578961404887642006-03-28T19:05:00.000Z2006-03-29T21:05:36.816Z

Well, it's one more shift at '*hithole PLC', then the Touring Angel hits Manchester. Hotel booked, cold beer on order and the usual concert 'T'shirt space has been set aside in the shirt drawer, just along from the studded leather thong...I don't think.So Thursday night, one black clad skinheed will be in the hotel bar early if you fancy a pint. If you're late, look out for the shiney bonce in

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143405997232412332006-03-26T20:04:00.000Z2006-03-27T20:30:29.323Z

What with this and that, and a bit of the other, I aint been on the blog scene for a few days now. Don't worry Fred, the still heart remains still.Had a day of visiting Mam for Mothers Day, visiting the gym and having a visit from monster.Mam was her usual "Oh you shouldn't have bothered", the gym was busy to start, but soon emptied. The "Hi buddy" personal trainer took a wide berth when I walked

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1143026164412420662006-03-22T10:45:00.000Z2006-03-24T19:54:51.796Z

Well it's mid week, and getting nearer to the weekend every second. Just returned from the gym, seems nobody must like training at 7am. I must admit I have reservations when I first wake, but the quiet gym is a blessing. Some bugger at the gym has had the idea of bringing in a private training company, and what a poncy looking pair of plonkers we have walking round in their white T-shirts on,

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1142808309662316692006-03-19T22:06:00.000Z2006-03-20T20:31:27.800Z

Well the gym came second to a day out with 'Little Monster'.The venue.....Washington Wetland Centre, the weather.....bloody cold with the odd rain shower, the mood of 'monster'.....quite good actually, even though she did twist my arm into buying her that chocolate cake with the ginger biscuit.A good day today, really enjoyed the change for a Sunday. Been worked up about work lately, so to get

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1142729791192194002006-03-19T00:01:00.000Z2006-03-19T00:56:43.356Z

Had an afternoon slaving over a hot stove today. Well the fact that one’s belly was to be fed, made it a little more enjoyable.Firstly a lovely curried monkfish with sweet potatoes and spinach. “Turned out nice again”, in the words of a gentleman a little more amusing than oneself. The monkfish gave a nice change to my normal selection of curry types, types ranging from chicken to chicken, and

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1142452040037418702006-03-15T19:34:00.000Z2006-03-15T22:16:30.086Z

Seems monster wants to play hair dressers downstairs, you can understand why I find myself up here, well out of the way. Never seen SAKS in such a state as our living room is at the moment. She wants to gel my hair into some trendy design, but I just can't imagine a skinheed using gel, can you.Well Middlesbrough play shortly, so I feel i'm going to brave the salon downstairs and try to catch the

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1142281656283638532006-03-13T19:49:00.000Z2006-03-13T20:30:04.220Z

It's been a quiet weekend, what with the hangover and the bloody freezing weather, the farthest reached was the gym yesterday.Won £21 on the Euro lottery Friday, £50 on this months premium bonds and what with the £10 last weekend, it seems that cottage in the country and no need to work is getting closer, NOT.One can but dream...Nightshift week this week, so don't expect a smile. A disgruntled

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1142100250579336122006-03-11T17:15:00.000Z2006-03-11T22:38:40.270Z

Well, last night on the town went well. So well that this morning seemed to sort of blend into this afternoon. Ones heed was a little sore and ones belly felt rather, shall we say "sorry for itself".Not done anything today, apart from the Tesco run earlier. 'Little Monster' has threatened to visit any time now, so let battle commence. Had a little drink this afternoon, maybe too early this

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141857208906378732006-03-08T22:24:00.000Z2006-03-09T00:23:42.226Z

Hey Freddie, I hope that man of yours isn't too upset at the knocking out of Liverpool. Maybe if they'd used the same footwork we did in the hot tub, they might have scored. Having said that, if they had used the same footwork....arrests might have been made, instead of bookings.....It's a long story folks, ask Freddie and keep me out of it.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141768917766263712006-03-07T21:53:00.000Z2006-03-08T01:17:27.800Z

Seems 'Little Monster' has taken an interest in all things spooky lately. One story she finds fascinating is the one of Mary Ann Cotton. Mary poisoned her husbands and even her own children in the 1800's, and her story seems to have reached out and grabbed the local kids again. Seems we all like ghosty stories now and then....but Mary's tale isn't fiction.Monster couldn't remember the rhyme that

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141680682700207282006-03-06T20:24:00.000Z2006-03-06T21:35:15.913Z

Well hello again, yes it's me. Not been very well this weekend, therefore that's my excuse for no posting. Saturday we did the walk I planned. 'Little Monster' took to being the child from hell most of the trip, I just knew on Friday night she was in one of those moods.Saturday morning brought no more snow than what we had on Friday night, but over the Lakes you never know. As we approached

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141424965434679612006-03-03T22:03:00.000Z2006-03-03T22:33:46.946Z

Well another week down, and another weekend upon us. Off to the Lake District first thing in the morning. Well I say we're off, but just looked outside and it's started snowing, and for some strange reason the other half just popped out to snap a picture....why oh why, I daren't ask.The snow flakes actually look like those orb thingies on 'Most Haunted'..the back garden seems to be inundated with

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141299804484602432006-03-02T11:06:00.000Z2006-03-02T23:54:48.420Z

Seems ages since the last post, must be the life threatening condition I've just fought off, to bring myself through in one piece.I know I've only had cold, but you know us blokes...I do have a wee cold sore on me top lip, starting to go now but it can't go soon enough. I have enough trouble keeping the bottom lip from dragging across the floor, without the top one blowing up like a baboons

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1141082320095892072006-02-27T22:58:00.000Z2006-03-01T09:46:37.136Z

Me pressie came today, after winging it's way from Canada. Lots of goodies and a specially engraved keyfob with Joseph's photo on. Very nicely engraved, so much that it looks like a hologram. It now takes pride of place next to his brass token from the colliery, on my key ring.Nice ending to one hell of a hectic shift. Machine refused to do as it was told, so received rather a lot of clouts with

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140909935413106302006-02-25T22:35:00.000Z2006-02-26T00:04:51.040Z

Well, what a busy day. The 'Monster phone' came alive early this morning, with the normal call of "Grandaaaaaaaa, can I come round yours ?" Well this old one being a walkover, the answer of course was yes. A quick think of somewhere to go and off to pick her up. A quick turn around here, and we all set off for Washington Wetland centre. Maybe not the best time of year for such a visit, but

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140643695458569182006-02-22T21:14:00.000Z2006-02-23T10:03:51.176Z

So ‘Little Monster’ wants a fight eh....Bring it on.Seems this years competition might get nasty, he says as he searches the web for www.thebiggestsunflower.bloody.comOh and Freddie, don't delete my texts, then try to make on I didn't send them to the correct number. We've all got your number baby..666and Ally has to be 666.5Beware the 'devil dolls' from north of the border.Shit, the time !!!....

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140556325057106112006-02-21T20:42:00.000Z2006-02-22T14:24:45.083Z

Today's excitement came in the riveting form of taking the second car for it's medical, or should I say M.O.T. The fact that my nightshift beauty sleep was disturbed, made the garages free coffee machine very welcome.The last M.O.T led to a rather excited mechanic pointing out that it had only done 1000 miles in the year since its last test, the words "Get a life mate" came to mind. But when the

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140554307321645762006-02-21T20:35:00.000Z2006-02-21T20:38:27.346Z

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140471833866946312006-02-20T20:40:00.000Z2006-02-21T00:08:26.166Z

Evening...Been a quiet weekend, no walking and no new pictures. Tonight is the first nightshift of the week, so you can imagine the bloody mood i'm in.Been thinking of making the effort to get back into photography like when I was a wee nipper. Seems I soon lose interest with things these days. A concentrated effort is needed to get off this grass verge, and find a way back onto the road. I know

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140300437576249262006-02-18T21:50:00.000Z2006-02-19T13:35:23.930Z

Ever wished you didn't say something. I make one comment on a post about me being mistaken for Mr Whiplash in a toilet, and bloody Freddie gets all excited. Oh, I'd better point anyone who doesn't know the story towards the 'belt up' post below. Don't want some leather clad hairy monster signing the guestbook with......"Lonely backside seeks whiplash".............Bloody hell Freddie, this is

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140266584680196662006-02-18T12:41:00.000Z2006-02-18T12:43:04.680Z

Either of you ladies got a spare belt ?

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140260475467667932006-02-18T10:33:00.001Z2006-02-18T11:43:22.710Z

Quite a busy night last night, more 'bling' out than usual. Anyone who's spent a night in Bishop Auckland will know what I mean by the 'bling'. Seems most in 'Bish' have an insatiable appetite for Elizabeth Duke.After a few pints and rather more passive smoking than I'd have liked, a visit to the wee wee house was needed. Percy was pointed and the porcelain was targeted, then a quick tuck in of

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1140118360097000412006-02-16T19:32:00.000Z2006-02-18T12:38:09.070Z

Evening bloggers, and non bloggers. Didn't post the last two nights as life never threw anything interesting in my direction.Todays work rate seemed seemed to go a little mental, time just slipped past faster than the production speed wanted by the boss. Well Dave, (that's the boss) you've got no chance tomorrow of getting any records broke, Cheeky has 12 sausage buns to cook, with onions. Friday

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139871751438530972006-02-13T22:21:00.000Z2006-02-14T00:50:37.696Z

Well, another week of early shifts, and they aint getting any easier.Not a bad day to be honest, steady workload in hell, and even the odd walkabout away from the job. Don't you just know it's going to be a short dull post, when the first topic is work. We're still a house of cards (See yesterday) but tonight they're all different. Seems the designs have been modified slightly, the last ones were

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139783331488437762006-02-12T22:26:00.000Z2006-02-12T22:29:55.986Z

I hear things in the silenceI see things in the night.The voices call when I'm aloneI'm blind but fear my sight.People come to meet meThey're here but never there.My thoughts are here to warn meMy friends are here to share.I seek the final answerI seek to know the truth.The child sheds tears inside my mindFor a fearful future youth.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139780939410304452006-02-12T20:44:00.000Z2006-02-12T22:55:22.256Z

Well, I made it to the gym today. After a rather labored spring from the pit this morning, I had to use a little more self willpower to get going. The driveway up to the gym and adjoining hotel was absolutely packed with parked cars, vans and anything else you can imagine parking. Now then, believe it or not, even I realized something was on at the hotel, but to my horror I was instructed by a

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139692912325212952006-02-11T20:30:00.000Z2006-02-12T17:14:15.316Z

Well another days walk done, and a nice hot shower seems very tempting. Firstly I'll do today's blog then vanish under the steam from the shower head.This morning we set of for Barnard Castle, without 'Little Monster' this week. Another moderately flat walk up Deepdale to the fishing lake, then returning back via Lartington and the Teesdale Way.This morning the alarm seemed to go on forever,

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139483910743086892006-02-09T10:57:00.000Z2006-02-09T11:24:09.563Z

Looks like the Touring Angel is well on her way. The tour schedule seems to be growing continuously. How bands keep up the nightly performances week after week beats me.I need a weeks rest after a two week vacation. Suppose they don't have to cart all the gear with them, but still, must be draining.Lovely day here, sun's out and wind's died down. Last night coming home after work was flippin'

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139443196400883182006-02-08T23:55:00.000Z2006-02-08T23:59:56.400Z

A father asked his young son if he knew about the birds and the bees."I don't want to know!" the boy exploded, bursting into tears.Confused, his father asked the youngster what was wrong."Oh pop," the boy sobbed, "for me there was no santa claus at age six, no Easter bunny at age seven, no tooth fairy at age eight and no stork at ten.and if you're telling me now that grownups don't really shag,

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139442910212154812006-02-08T23:22:00.000Z2006-02-08T23:55:18.030Z

Had another of those weird sort of nights at work, the kind that seem to be getting more regular lately. I can work away and everything seems normal, then now and then something catches my attention out the corner of my eye. A swift turn of the head reveals nothing out of the ordinary, but shortly after it happens again. Whenever I get a sudden flicker to one side and turn, nothing. However, if I

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139316288673680182006-02-07T12:29:00.000Z2006-02-07T12:44:48.720Z

Just another of those quick 'I don't know what to write' posts. Seems the only time inspiration surfaces, is when the weekend is upon us. Mick's off work for a further two weeks, so muggins here has to run the machine. Harry's knees are up like balloons, so he's got a further month off, Bob says it's getting harder day by day to find the energy to go to work....what's going on ? Seems it might be

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139179308053414662006-02-05T21:56:00.000Z2006-02-06T23:33:49.140Z

Remember the robotic duo 'Tik & Tok' in the early 80's, remember the girl dance troupe 'Shock' ?.Well, the creative talent behind these and other projects is Tim Dry.Visit his site for more imaginative artwork My thanks to Tim for allowing the use of his artwork on the blog, and highlighting the spelling mistake I made on the first post............ How embarrassing. Repeat after me "I must double

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139140609160646612006-02-05T11:48:00.000Z2006-02-05T19:51:28.676Z

A good nights sleep, and a few aches this morning. The old pins must be tired after the walk. Monster rang earlier wanting her gloves she left last night, seems she doesn't ache seeing as she's going flipping horse riding. I take it 'Desmond of Derwent' hasn't put her of the creatures of the countryside.Off to the gym shortly, so i'll maybe put a longer post on later. I'll see if aches and

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1139091722717582452006-02-04T22:07:00.000Z2006-02-05T10:51:07.056Z

Well todays walk went well, really well in fact. Weather was lovely, little misty, but made some good photographs. Some of the pictures are on th FlickR thingybob at the top right of the blog.As you can see in the pics, 'Little Monster' came along for the day, she did really well on the walk, and with a little help of chocolate cake near the end, got back to Keswick in good time. Bless her cotton

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138952084875688672006-02-03T07:25:00.000Z2006-02-04T20:41:41.630Z

Thanks for the picture Ally I do remember the night it was taken, very well.Thats me in the middle. I remember Bob on the left was drinking blood like myself. Harry on the right was on plasma. So the round all night was two bloods and a blood light.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138915547142983322006-02-02T21:22:00.000Z2006-02-03T00:37:53.026Z

YIPPPPEEEE....................Just added a flickr trial thingy. Seems to work, so tomorrow i'll have to add more photos, lots more. God, I could be a puter programmer...NOT.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138912756758330272006-02-02T20:35:00.000Z2006-02-03T00:27:13.806Z

Seems the guestbook isn't as popular as I hoped, maybe no one loves a grumpy vampire. Still, I'll give it a little longer. If anyone reads this, I would like to know a little bit about your blog or site. I don't bite, well not during daylight hours.

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138912466883945772006-02-02T19:48:00.000Z2006-02-03T07:07:11.976Z

Evening, just been looking around some of the many weird and wonderful blogs, I noticed some have photographs in a little viewing box from flickr. I like the fact that my pictures would be accessed from here rather than just another blog. Well I think that's what it does. The one I saw had a small selection of photographs, and on clicking it opens up to full size pics. I'll have to have a look

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138829087058385822006-02-01T20:51:00.000Z2006-02-02T12:21:45.463Z

What the hell's going on ?. Not only has a Cheeky blogger been created, but now there's a rumble in the blog jungle of people moving into 'Spaces', 'My Spaces' to be more precise. Now let's get one thing straight, I aint any 'puter programmer', in fact some question I'm alive (yes you Ally ), but this bloggin lark is quite enough for a poor wee Chee'. I start to get the hang of one thing, and

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138742920742329512006-01-31T21:25:00.000Z2006-02-01T13:15:02.906Z

This morning saw one of the hardest frosts I can remember. More like snow on the car rather than frost. Bed was most welcome after nightshift, and looking at the weird post made earlier, my mind must have been in neutral...again.Well afraid that's it for tonight, got to get ready, but like to mention the poor lad killed so pointlessly in Iraq today. The 100th to date. Makes you think about the

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138691960064139732006-01-31T06:26:00.000Z2006-01-31T10:00:45.446Z

Just arrived home from nightshift, and to be honest I don't feel too bad. Seems last nights blog didn't work correctly, and for me that's normal. There's many a bloke who can't blog correctly, like there's many a blog that can't correct a bloke.To recap on what I blogged. Like most kids I loved the thought of ghosts floating around old buildings, visitations from the other side. The fact that

Cheekyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832397008175037554noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19635115.post-1138568040335081552006-01-29T20:22:00.000Z2006-01-30T11:32:14.203Z

Last week 'Little Monster' lost a tooth, a front tooth, and more importantly a front tooth that cost me £1. Seems that wasn't enough for one week, and the tooth next to it has now 'left the building' so to speak.The poor little angel, er...cough cough MONSTER, can't speak very well and sounds quite funny. The fact that I kept asking her to say "Six little Sausages Sitting on a Saucer" didn't

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