Tool

What a day...

Woke up late for a presentation. Thought I would wing it because the slides weren't ready.

I froze.... humilating and embarrassing. Looked like a tool. Luckily I had some backup slides which I then took out and spoke about them instead. They were not good, but I had something to talk about.

Picture of myself today courtesy of Extreme Electronics

I was very depressed, so later that evening, I went sailing with the Uni Yacht Club, and managed to crash the yacht whilst parking. What a complete tool...

Going to bed now and try and forget about my toolness.

I am a legend Baker

So, there I was sitting on my ace in my room, all clean, wondering what I can now do that does not involve drinking beer or touching a computer. I should have gone to gym, but I was feeling a bit lazy... So, looking at the tired bananas sitting above apple, I decided I would make Banana Bread. I then got thinking, that if I make Banana Bread, I might as well make some Milk Tarts. Thanks to scrapbook, I still had all of the recipes Jess and I looked up from when she was here. Awesome!

Callista suggested I start a Bakery, and John (Scarlet's great-grand nephew), suggested I call it 'Dirks Tarts'...

Anyway, I have classified myself as a legendary baker. Here are some of the 'fruits of my labour' (although, watch this if you have ever thought about whether we own what we create, intellectual property and have a spare 30mins - it is an interesting presentation about IP Law)

I made:

• 2 Banana Breads
• 3 and a retard Milk Tarts

This is the retard Milk Tart. He was sooo cute! I just ate him with Callista and John. He tasted great!

This is one of the plump milk tarts... notice he has a slightly burnt edge on the top... I don't know where he will go. I think he might go to the lab tomorrow.

Here is a pic of the three sister and a little Denzel.... You can see two of the Banana Breads younger brothers below my arm (and booze) hanging out with all my business contacts and laundry coins who spend most of their time chilling outside the boiler room.

As you can see, I am an excellent food photographer. I call this one 'Dysfunctional evolution of the sexes'. Notice how the (female) milk tart is surrounded by a halo of shinning light, while the (male) banana bread is separate, cut-up, slightly crumby, not knowing what to do with itself.

Well, as I am sure you can read from the crap I have just written, I am getting bored and sleepy. So Its time to go to bed! Sleep tight Milk tarts and banana bread. You have a big day of being shown around Southampton tomorrow (and being eaten).

April in a Nutshell

Hey Everyone,

Just thought I would add some comments and pics of my April...

So April was fun ,but tough...

Well it actually started with Graeme and Tiff moving into their new flat on Friday the 4th April... It all started as a pleasant, civilised affair as can be seen by Graeme relaxingly pouring himself another glass of French wine!

The evening was great! And Tiff cooked us some delicious and healthy Salmon fillets.

As one can see, we all started going a bit red and got a bit jolly.

So Jolly in fact, that we managed to persuade Graeme and Tiff to go out for a few drinks!!! And this is where it all turned a bit scary - I still don't know how I managed to get home...

But in the end, we all made it home alive! Even though I believe we all suffered extremely painful hangovers - I know I did.

In the beginning of April, I took this pic of the ESD 1st Year boys having lunch outside Stags.

And I was very proud to be able to say that I know the guy who designed this awesomely crazy wing-mast! Wow!

I also cycled through to the Hamble a couple of times, and took this pic from the Itchen River Bridge...

And the view from the other side.

And a pony near Weston!

So, after reading my flatmates awesome door sign, I decided to make my own!

It was really cool! But I wasn't ready for the graffiti abuse I was about to suffer!!

It was Environmental rock at the end of April, and I never knew so many hippies lived in Southampton, and was quite shocked to realise that only hippies seem to care about the environment. It is a sad state of affairs in England, when only the hippies care.

We had a stall from EWB there, and where right next to the Circus club, which was quite awesome, because we got to see a LOT of juggling.

And then the strangest thing happened. The SUPER hippies rocked up, and started doing this crazy dances in front of us. Apparently its called Morris Dancing. They went mental and hit each others sticks with sticks. The only non-hippie who was there was the mayor who you can see wearing the gold bling in the top right of the pic below.

Dave and Fiona came through! So I suppose there were 3 non-hippies...

Note the awesome beard on the right...

Hippies...

The stall next to us were advertising the naked bicycle tour around Southampton. It was all about lets get naked... and we have a cause. Not, "Yeah! Don't use petrol - lets get naked, but lets get NAKED... uhhh to decrease petrol consumption..."

It was quite successful! I had a good time!

And that was my basic April from a weekend point of view.

Just thought you guys might like some pics.

Keep well

Friday!

Woohooo!

Its Friday again, and this weekend I am looking fwd to some serious work!

I know that sounds twisted, but I am getting into a serious work mood swing and am almost ready to spend a couple days grafting like a crazyman...

Bring it on! Before that though, I will go for some drinks with Graeme, Tiff, Simon and Jof as Jof is back from the Land of Dens and Marks.

Radical... I will post some photos later!

Adios