Category Archives: Pog Life
Discoveries of the week
This week I discovered that: You can eat a mint imperial, cough and bits of mint imperial will come out your nose. You can have bits of mint imperial come out your nose, blow your nose and spent 30 minutes … Continue reading
A different sort of weekend
This weekend was my annual visit to stay with the Lovely Nut in her lovely house (pictures here if you’d like to take a look). It wasn’t quite as relaxing as it usually is, right from the start. The Lovely … Continue reading
Stay away from the Ribena
This week has been a roller coaster week. This is just one of the incidents: I’d been working for almost 12 hours non stop but hadn’t made much of a dent on my to do list, so I decided to … Continue reading
Pog’s personal shopper
I’ve never really been into fashion. The only time I’m ever ‘on trend’ is purely an accident. Today, for example, I’m wearing a hoody (hood up – it’s been cold in my conservatory today), a HUGE pair of velour tracksuit bottoms … Continue reading
The three legged donkey
Oh lordy. I’ve seen a video of myself running. This is not good. I started running 5 months ago. I was warned by my sisters over the years never to do so in public, and I didn’t. But I was … Continue reading
When things don’t go to plan
Yesterday didn’t quite go to plan. The plan was to do a lovely autumn morning run with my group, finishing with everyone in pink running through Bumpkinstown high street for Breast Cancer Care, and in the afternoon to take Litte … Continue reading
Confusion and happy pants (again)
I got a weird phone call today. It went like this: Him: Hi, is that Ken Jones, the electrician? Me: Sorry? (Because, you know, I might have completely misheard that entire, very clear line he had spoken) Him: Are you Ken Jones, … Continue reading
How to make friends and influence people – two examples
1. There is an unwritten rule in our office that you don’t talk in the lifts. Even if you know someone in there, you must talk in hushed tones. It’s like an extension of the commute, I suppose. Anyway, some … Continue reading
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