Kylie*

Sad news .....?

I`m a bit numb about the news that Kylie Minogue has been diagnosed with breast cancer. I'm also in two minds about what this means?

On the one hand, Kylie is a fantastic performer and icon - and possibly Australia`s greatest export. On the other hand, what a way to raise the profile of a very common illness.

Lazy Sunday Afternoon

12.15 pm and we`ve taken the nipper and the dog home, been to a football match and visited a garden centre that sells pets - so we had a look at the birds, fish and rodents. I've got to go to sunny Worthing later today to spend 3 days in an hotel on a Health & Safety training course.


Here's a workmate - who has obviously been training hard for the match!

The match was for Chrispin who died recently and we were raising funds for the Brighton Hospital Renal Unit. Chrispin was a student and had worked at McD`s before coming to work for us. It was a bit worrying that the McDonald's team were a lot thinner than ours!

For some more pics from the match - follow these links

http://www.martin.richter.btinternet.co.uk/steveadams.JPG

http://www.martin.richter.btinternet.co.uk/brian.JPG

http://www.martin.richter.btinternet.co.uk/rich.JPG

http://www.martin.richter.btinternet.co.uk/dave.JPG

http://www.martin.richter.btinternet.co.uk/marc.JPG

(probably not very interesting unless you know the people....?)

The Day Today

All over people changin' their votes
Along with their overcoats
If Adolf Hitler flew in today
They'd send a limousine anyway...
©Strummer/Jones 1978

Boys and their Toys

Mad, crazy bonkers woman who I work with has a 15 yr old son who can play the drums and is currently learning to play the electric guitar. He's at it morning, noon and night - sitting in his bedroom strumming away for hours on end. I asked the crazy-lady if his fingers were getting stronger and she replied that she wasn`t sure, although his wrist hurt.

I'm sure that there's a million 15 yr old lads up and down the country, spending hours in their rooms strumming away until their wrists hurt. I know I certainly did ............although I didn`t get a guitar until I was 18 !

May 1st

The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here

Well, it`s Mayday once again - time for a bar-be-que to show solidarity with the dead things and charcoal workers unions. The sun is shining and there`s some chicken and kebabs on the grill. Lin is reading a Sunday red-top in the garden and i`m reading my camera manual and confusing myself in the process.

The election is only 4 days away and i`ve just received *another* phone call from the Labour Party to ask me, yet again, to make sure I vote.

Wild horses couldn`t keep me from the Polling Station and as it`s only 50 yards away and on the way to work, i`m planning to be first in !

Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday and the town will be busy. Over 10,000 bikers will be around for the annual run and there`s also the "Jack in the Green" festival. This is where there`s a load of Morris Dancers who "release the spirit of spring" (or is it summer?). Anyway, it`s a good drinking day and you are allowed to run about waving your hanky about ! When I was at primary school there was a lad who ran about the playground waving his hanky about - but the poor lad wasn`t quite the full-ticket.

To see grown men poncing about with bells on visit the official site here :

It`s a worry that the May-Day festivities including playing marbles on village greens are the best of English culture - at least the French get the flags out !!