Its life as we all know it...

Well its been ages since I've posted one of these things, but today is a day that I defintely need to write one.

Its been a strange day. I went to a funeral for somebody that I didn't know that well but its seems to have had a much bigger affect on me than I would have thought. I've been trying to work out why.

She was only young, 26 in fact, somebody I knew socially, not that well as I have said, but she was always around in the pubs that I go to. I suppose the suddeness of it and her age has much to do with it. I probably wouldn't have gone unless a friend had asked me to go. I said I would.

She knew a lot of people or was known by a lot of people, there had to be at least 100 people there today, and I would imagine many knew her in the way that I did, socially. The ceremony was probably the most fitting I have ever been too, and this being a funeral, not something that you attend that often, well I would hope that you don't anyway.

I thought that as I didn't know her that well that I would come away from it, I suppose almost detached, but I must admit that I have felt very subdued this afternoon and this evening. It just has made me think about life and the fact that you need to try and make the most of the time you have. And I don't mean going off and travelling the world, but just doing what makes you happy. Spend the time with the ones you love, or not love, but just like being around and just live it how you want.

Its funny, as I drove to work, I heard 'What a Feeling' on the radio by Irene Cara. It just fitted today, it would have been exactly what she would have liked. Just felt right...

This it the first time that I have managed to get on to a computer in nearly 2 weeks now, so my first chance to mention Kylie at Wembley last Saturday.

Well what can I say, an emotional ride for all concerned including the lady herself I believe. But she didn't disappoint at all, I can tell you.

She sang for 2 hours with only a 20 minute break and it rocked from start to finish. The first 5 mins she just stood there and took in the atmosphere as the crowd just cheered. For one who was at her last concert she did before she was diagnosed with cancer, it was great to see back and peformng again. And I sang along like a big kid all the way through. The one downside was that we weren't allowed to take photos, but I did anyway, just a few sneaky ones. But that didn't dampen the evening.

If you got the chance of seeing her live, I'm sure that you will agree that despite what she has been through lately, she can still put on a show.

More to follow soon when I get the laptop working again.

Took this little snap last weekend overlooking the 2 piers in Bournemouth. Isn't mother nature amazing...

I was just surfing Youtube and look what I found. Everyone sing along. Smashing...

Who the ecky thump is the bloke at the end tho!!!

Well actually it should be do we know its Christmas. Well unless you've been handcuffed to a radiator for the last few weeks then, err that would be a major affirmative.

I've just been to Tesco (and before anyone comments, I have no life, so I do these things of a Friday evening) and somebody has Chrimbo decs up ALREADY!!! I found myself shouting through the car window that it was November for gawds sake. And it is, isn't it? Or have I just slept through the whole month and in fact its now December something or other.

I can't even think about decorations yet, its way too early. I mean we haven't even had Fireworks yet. Well we have, they've been banging all night tonight, but I mean its only 3rd November, still 2 days till Guy Fawkes gets to blow up the Houses of Parliament (if only).

And then, we still have other things too. The new James Bond movie with sexy Daniel Craig and lots of other things, that have escaped me at the moment. Oh I know my brother's 40th birthday, yes thats to come. Christmas DOs, and well other things.

But my point here, and believe me there is one, I'm just making a hash of coming to it, is that it IS WAY TOO EARLY FOR CHRISTMAS YET.

Enough said...for now...

December 1st 2006. Show your support...

and to make matters I've eaten too many Bassetts allsorts and have a tummy ache now. But I'll still pass the jar on the way to bed I'm sure!!! I think I might just eat the rest and then they are all gone. Well they will be, it'll just mean I'll have to start on the Cadbury mishapes. All those sweets seemed a good idea when I bought them. I mean you see a Cadbury shop at one of these outlet shopping places and well you have to buy something. And besides it took me 2 hours to get there (it was the Clarks Village in Street in Somerset. Near Glastonbury if you need a reference point) and I got lost twice. So I couldn't go home without buying something. And makes up for the whole 45 minutes I spent there.

I digress, again. So chocolate galore. Weeks of rubbish and no proper meals. Oh well...

Oh and one last thing, stopped off at Cerne Abbas and saw the giant with the big cock. So that made my day!!! I'll post a pic when I get round to uploading them..

I was wrong, the update was just a 'flash in the pan' you could say. As nothing happened after that. Oh well, NEXT...

There is something to be said about local radio. Not sure what it is, but there is something. No, but seriously, my local radio station does a good round of what they cool 'school days' of a Friday night. So if you are one of those hermit kind of people, like me at the moment, then its just a nice way to spend an evening. 80s tunes on the radio, a nice packet of revels and I'm set up for the weekend. I've even been known to sing along and dance around the lounge.

A bit of Rick Astley and Samantha Fox. And what is even better is when you can actually remember the words, despite not even liking the song when it was out originally. But there is something about hearing the songs after all this time. Takes me back to my teens. Life was care free.

You remember them, days before relationships, before the mortgage and bills. Long before I had to pay my own council tax, my own leccy bill, HUGE gas bills, washing your own clothes and cooking your own dinner. (Hoorah for Mums.)

Well I'll drift off to some Duran Duran now and let you good folks get back to your interesting life. Although if you are on Blog land like me, perhaps you are listening to your own local station too. Welcome back to the 80s...

I said no more posts tonight, but you know, once you get started, its like the runaway train, it just doesn't stop until you crash or Steve McQueen lands on the roof and miraculously saves the day. But seeing as Steve McGQueen has been dead a good few years, I don't think that will happen. And I can't see one of the model looking film stars these days doing anything as 'tough' as that. So I will carry on...

What was the subject...

Oh yes. I have a confession and I wil stand for this. My name is cjbobdog and I am a Deal or No Deal addict. There I have said it. I am so ashamed, how can I look anyone in the face again. Sobs uncontrollably.

Actually, wind back a few sentences. Ashamed, well no I'm not, its actually great entertainment and how much can you get into it. AND I'm not the only one, I know of at least 2 other people that like it and also that person that won 10 grand ringing in today. Oh and one of the people was a teacher, and they are supposed to be very sensible.

Noel Edmonds is a tad annoying sometimes and I am convinced that he jinxes the boxes, but its Noel isn't it. Swap Shop, House Party (we'll excuse him Mr Blobby) and he also told the BBC to go stick their contract where the old sun doesn't shine. Thats worth something in my book. Now if I could just close the Daily Mail down, that would be my work done. But I'll save that for another day. I digress...

So there you go, I like Deal or No Deal. Keeps me off the streets...for now...