The fact I forgot to buy the Circus tickets hasn't been viewed as the disaster I thought it would be. Can always be put right with a quick trip to Sefton Park. Meanwhile having hacked the spiky piss burglars off plants to a reasonable level I'm now onto the clematis.
Trying to be a bit careful with it because in it is a blackbirds nest and I don't want to upset them but it does need reducing in size. Still waiting for a fine day to take it all out on the grass, thing is I think I've killed the mower so may need to get another. Curses.
Saturday spent in the kitchen and garden are quite pleasant. Cal is watching Scooby-Doo. It's the combination of tea, relaxation, cooking and radio.
What more do you want.
1. What do you do for a living?
Well like it might come as a suprise but I'm a librarian...
. 2. What do you like most about your job?
3. What do you like least about your job? I would say shelving but as I don't do it often I've recently enjoyed it, got to be tidying my office.
4. When you have a bad day at work it's usually because _____..
. 5. What other career(s) are you interested in?
Look I fell into librarianship because I got to the end of a history degree and worked out I spent the majority of my time in bars or libraries. Bar work looks like hard graft. Librarianship as I saw it at the time consisted of gossiping behind a couter all day.
On these basic mistakes a career was born and you want me to suggest alteranative career paths for myslef? The careers that interest me these days are library related and involve the word knowledge. As for me, need to wash up from last night, I ache all over from the scrubbing yesterday, the cat is hungry and I need a coffee and .
Which I turn on now to hear the delightful news that Everton beat Spurs 3-1. Test match kiscks off again today. Other plans for the day are to make some bread.
Its a good way to take out any frustrations on anything that's pissing you off, and it makes the house smell good.
Call comes from Monst, their train is late. Cal tells me it's train number three.
Cool, I'm still running round the house like a demented thing and the hyperchondriac in me tells me housmaids knee might be coming round the corner, luckily the sensible part of me tells the hyperchondriac to shut up. The plus side is it not only gives me time to finish the tidying but to nip for a pint in the Head of Steam a place of real ale and time filling. So I'm sat here listening to a piss head who thinks he's Frank Sinatra, watching a group of Evertonian's who I hope are happy because they were due to be playing Spurs and drinking a fine pint of Spring Barley.
Underlying this Van Morrison seeks attention, a fine manic mix then. No time to celebrate the win over Liverpool but Ian you know the mail will come..
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. Coffee and then the tidyup begins. Needs doing but I ain't gonna enjoy it.
Just a case of shoving on some music and working away. Not certain how long it'll take. Check the because I need to wash the bedding.
See houswork it's never done...
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Early am and the Chills help me finish the costing for the ISG (Informatics Steering Group) on e-filing. Tracy stumbles in having had a good drink at a Robbie Williams lookielikie/soundalikie gig.
Apparently the geezer claims to be a Robbie Tribute,can't think what sort of tribute I'd like to send to Robbie. Anyway down goes the volume on the Chills. Finish up the costings element of my paper and away we go to Stockton Heath.
Chat and shoot the breeze with Jim who can't find a paper that he's written. The irony the the Knowledge Manager and Librarian can't find the document they want and yet are about to tell people how to do it hangs over us. Quick re-index solves the prob.
Check the mails at while I'm there. ISG a meeting where the last action list takes up the majority of the meeting. A 9 - 11 meeting and at 10:10 I get centre stage with e-filing.
Jim chips in with much support. I explain although the costings are there they are nominal because we'll include them as part of our SLA. Peter Heron weighs in with support too as does Pauline.
I have to redraft the paper slightly before it goes to the senior management team for adoption but that's cool. Jim is interesting as an operator at the meeting. Clear concise and to the point.
Other stars are Pauline as ever, Joe McCardle from what was the WDC and Andy Meadowes. Interesting watching them work. Good company to be in and hang on to the boostraps of.
Post meeting a FOI question from Pauline is answered rapidly and straightforwardly and into HCLU I go to deliver something for Val to Colin at HCLU. Nice to shoot the breeze with Linda, Shan and Emma. Meanwhile back in Liverpool, I manage to miss the that the , or more importantly any traffic backlog.
The quicker we're a republic the better. Monarchy, pah! Sit with Christina and run through searching.
She seems to pick it up quickly and that's cool. A bit more practice and she'll have that sussed. Any courses via HCLU'll help.
Are you feeling sinister? The plus side of the folks being away include the fact I get to swear at the TV, drink beer without Monst tutting at me in the background, I can listen to music loud. The downside is feeding myself.
Catering for one is a pain. I've only just fed myself ten minutes ago, for no other reason other than I couldn't be arsed cooking. How stoopid is that.
Other thing that is bizarre is that sleep is harder to find. What's that all about? No fighting for the duvet, I end up fighting with the bloody thing.
Thing is I reckon I'm losing, the sneaky thing keeps on waiting til I'm kipping to pounce. I focus on my crocus, and the sheep are swarming like locusts , so far two shelf picks, both time we get promised a coffee and so far, nada, nowt, nuthin'. This time it got hard, filled more management gaps, hit some employment law, snuck in something on typography and picked up some computer type books.
However I think we've now exhasted them as a venue for really useful stock for us. Mind you that's hardly suprising they are a bit of a warehouse aimed at mass appeal. However they are also a good route to stock from the States.
Far better than our other book supplier at that part of the business, but Tomlinsons better discount on the run of the mill stuff. Home and the I attack the garden..
. it returns the compliment, mainly because I hack at the spiky, piss burglars off plants out front. What I want is pygmy piss burglars off spiky plants.
In retaliation I take vengance on some harmless ivy. My blue garden bin is now full and I've hardly started. Dunno when next pick up from it is.
Still I'm gonna beat it up. Good news is available to the NHS but only through once you've entered your Athens password. Use this as an excuse for another Athens drive in the PCTs.
Get some response too. Nice mail from Gill Isherwood which is much appreciated. Other downside is full text seems to be 2003 onwards.
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where's the rest you swine, you promise me chocolate and deliver me spuds...
.. I honestly don't know if the NHS has purchased more, I would kind of hope so though.
Right spiky plants beware, I'm donning the gauntlets for round 2.
It's the end of the year as we know it..
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. and I feel fine NHS finance is a wonderful thing, it gets screwed up this time of year. As a result Tracy is frantically ringing Borders to arrange another shelf pick hopefully today pm.
Er...
. poor Christina is thinking about the books and her application to . Eileen is happy but frantic.
Me I'm happy but frantic. Tracy needs a cheer up because she's sorted the finances. Meanwhile on the have their own sub-site and site exists.
If none of this makes sense go and read 'This Little Ziggy' and it still won't. Failing that 'Lost in Music' will fill in the gaps a little, or not. How Much for a Pound of Library Staff?
So the scores are on the doors and I now know what each of us costs down to the minute. Christina's a bargain at 15p a minute, Sally 18p a minute (1.80 for 10 minutes a steal), Tracy a whole 19p for 60 seconds that you just can't buy and then me at an overpriced 35p a minute.
Do I feel any better for knowing that? Yes because now I can cost the things I need to cost for the . Bear in mind though these are costs and not prices.
OK what this post fails to tell you is that all of this was achieved with many questions fired at Tracy who gallantly rose to the challenge and much swearing at Excel. I try to avoid maths at all costs but sometimes you have to baffle yourself and spreadsheets don't half make life easier. Still swear at them though, let them know their place in life.
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.. Now to find Stevie P.
for a bit of computer cost wizadry from him...
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Ken, think I've a solution to your problem, just waiting on Big Bri giving me the nod on it. Pass the crystal spread the Tarot, In illusion comfort lies Sisters of Mercy again am. Coffee needed.
Chat with Alan the security guard about the disaster of last night. Don't know why but it bothers me less than the cup defeat. Now a loss to Liverpool Friday and I will be bloody upset.
Poor little Desktop Wenger's been bringing bad news to my desktop recently. OK let the costing begin..
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. at least once I've sourced some coffee.
Ooops!
Forgot to get the circus dates yesterday. Must try harder today. Must also check the seeds that Cal is meant to be growing as a science project.
Oh, the memories of growing a Marijuana plant in the biology labs at Wallingford School...
. Word is I have to hand in Val's parking pass, bequethed to me when she finished. Part of me thinks that there is some expectation that I should be throwing some sort of hissy fit about this.
All of that take on the responsibility what about the reward type of thing. Trouble is it ain't me. I'd be doing this anyway so where's the hassle.
Plus it must be said the car park concerned don't open early enough for my liking. Pleasant afternoon, Tracy's done a stunning job round the finances in a remarkably short time. Nice shooting the breeze especially with some of the fave readers in the shape of Irene and Lee.
Then the mysterious Mr. Adams turns up and is very pleasant. He's a friend of Stephanie you know.
Someone bring me the matchsticks, I need something to prop my eyes open. Sleep was hard to find last night, and the duvet was pretending to be a boa constrictor wrapping itself round my neck. Trouble was I fought back.
Still better that than its usual trick of turning 180 degrees in the night and fooling me in the morning. Having whinged about the amount of cataloguing I've been doing recently I now find myself waiting on the next box of the management stuff with some anticipation. Sick or what.
Just waiting on Tracy to brief her about the day and then I make the decision about am or pm. Here she is and it's an am trip. Access agreement leaflet is sorted pending a couple of amendments.
Just need to sort the rest then. The more I read the more it makes me laugh, a very Irish take on life.
Don't Send in the Clowns, Shoot the Spooky Bastards Home alone, I hit a bottle of and bloody nice it is too, post pasta.
Shoud strictly speaking I guess be a bottle of wine but beer is my thing. Monst phones, Cal was excellent on the journey down, too old dears told her how well behaved he was. The caravan she and Annette and the kids are staying in is dreadful.
Told her to complain. Bet she don't, mind you knowing me I'd be pressed to complain too. It's a British thing.
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Anyway nice to know she's there and safe. Now need to get her to tell me when she needs tickets for the . now I ain't going, I don't do circus, clowns terrify me.
Thing is I've seen them before at Wembley because my Grandfather likes circus. Throughout primary school though as a result I was convinced I'd been to Moscow and not just round the North Circular. Reasonable day in the end.
Just need a good nights kip and I'm sorted.
Got to applaud the for making themselves so readily available. Top job.
Always suprises me how often the stuff I think is gonna be a pain to track down turns out to be the easiest. Also on the plus side is a conversation with a lovely lady in Derry at who primises to post me a document they put together on Child accident prevention. They sound like the sort of organisation I heartily approve of all dealing with cross border health and social care services in the border region of Northern Ireland.
Stroke City last time I was there I was terrified, principally because of all the geezers wandering around with loaded guns and a severe psychological disorder that made them think that either they were bushes or being camouflages as a bush in the middle of a Derry street didn't make them very obvious. I don't really like hanging around places where the guns are real and loaded. They have a nasty tendency to go bang at innoportune moments.
Loads of catch up stuff going on here today. Just Christina and myself in. Very pleasant and relaxed after this mornings mess.
Man, bad start to the day, a child who didn't want a bath gets dragged kicking and screaming into the shower. I'm not his friend anymore apparently. Then the delight of getting the family to the station about 45 minutes early with Monst just off shift and with a fuse at a length I didn't want to be near.
To top this off trolly's at the station that don't unfasten when fed with the requisite amount of money and because of all of this I'm running late. Top this with a stand I was meant to be doing today but can't because I'm late, I feel guilty about it, poor Christina lands a torrent of abuse from a hormonal Deb (again! my fault this time though - feel guilty about this on two counts, one Christina don't need the grief, two Deb being pregnant don't need the grief).
Get in and I'm buggered if I can make sense of some of Eilleen from finance's stuff she left me on Friday. Accountant's they're like the but more opaque. Then the shagging Athens account I had from has finally expired (not suprising given the length of time ago it was set up and developments on the old Athens front from a regional perspective) so Christina now has to recreate all our CAS list.
On the plus side, Anne Nolan returns her books with a box of chocs as thanks for the help. Sally and Christina get a special mention in dispatches on that front. Good to see her, she's always a good giggle.
Submodalities - allow finer distinction on the representational systems that allow us to represent information visually in internal pictures, as auditory information(sounds), as kinaesthetic (feelings), as gustatory (taste) and olfactory (smells). They are effectively how we code experiences and distinguish different sensory systems. Used to identify the cringeworthy from the uncringworthy and can be used to motivate you through an unmotivated state.
Make picture small and dark and far away from you if it's negative. Anchors - a stimulus that evokes consistent response. Can use that response too.
1. Understand map of other person you want to model. 2.
Test model by removing an element at a time and seeing if it works without it. 3. Design a way to teach the skill to others.
Rough nights sleep. Need to pick up Monst from work, by the sound of it she had a shit night too. Part of the problem was I indulged my fascination and horror with events on the Western Front by watching 'Shiva's Dance' and Regeneration on Beeb 2 until late.
Then suffered the odd nightmare as a result of the barbaric treatment of shell shcok with electricity. Nasty. Plus' which has both Ian and myself reeling in shock, as does the potential for Milwall in Europe.
Oh, well whoever gets through to the cup final today Milwall or Sunderland, I just hope you stuff the Mancs. Monst has booked us a week in the summer in Exmoor at the . It's in Lorna Doone country apparently but it's years since I read it so it makes no sense to me.
It's down nearish Ian so mate we'll arrange to come and say hello, especially now Cal can...
.. Rain in Bahrain a desert grand prix?
Er...
. what?
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