<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:57:21.537Z</updated><title type='text'>Gingespotting</title><subtitle type='html'>My life, my rants. simple really</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-110371243643508994</id><published>2004-12-22T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-22T10:47:16.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quite simply.. my head feels like sh*t!  Went out last night to the department xmas do  My 'I won't be drinking' thoughts went out the window withthe first smirnoff in my hand and went downhill very fast after that.  Staggered in at 2am today.Once again been reminded why I hadn't had a drink since the 28th September.  Pictures will be on-line at some point in the near future.  Going out in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110371243643508994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110371243643508994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110371243643508994' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-110162962204148248</id><published>2004-11-28T08:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-28T08:13:42.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What the blazes is going on?? Yesterday.. day off.. up, showered, rubbish out and down tesco metro by 8am!!!  Sorry that's just plain wrong, but no, it gets worse.  Look at the time on this blog!!  So far today, up, loooong shower (bloody lovely), washing in washing machine, changed bedding, about to have a coffee and I'm updating my blog.  Hello, can someone please take my temperature.. I HAVE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110162962204148248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110162962204148248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110162962204148248' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-110151367585424655</id><published>2004-11-26T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-27T00:01:15.853Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!  It's been a over a year since I last wrote in this blog.  Shocking!  I couldn't be arsed to update it all the time as all I ever seemed to be doing towards the end was moaning my tits off about females showing fuck all respect.  So a year has gone by and has anything changed.. mmm, lets see:Females:  single (by choice)Social Life: What's one of them?Money:  Yes, I would love some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110151367585424655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/110151367585424655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110151367585424655' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106344213244076456</id><published>2003-09-13T07:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-13T08:35:32.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahhh, the weekend *smiles* Alas, the time! Jesus! I mean wtf am I doing up at this hour on my day off??Last couple of days has been good work wise, socially it's been shit.Work.  This week I thought I had shredded the wrong set of summons.  What had happened was Bournemouth Magistrates returned some that were damaged in the post.  So as per procedure we shred them and re-issue them for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106344213244076456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106344213244076456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106344213244076456' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106313151091042775</id><published>2003-09-09T18:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-09T18:18:30.893Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day comes slowly to a close.  Nothing special about today.  In the office at 8, down to court by 12 and back home by 2pm.  No complaints :) Magistrates was all okay.  Nothing strenuous there.  Pretty good bench, made a couple of odd decisions.  Namely adjourning one of my cases AGAIN! Bastards! *grin*Slowly making headway with the outstanding court cases in the office.  I hate having to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106313151091042775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106313151091042775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106313151091042775' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106304830856720287</id><published>2003-09-08T19:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-08T19:11:48.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday is nearly over.. yay.  Why yay? Because then and only then might I be able to get rid of this stupid drink induced headache that I have had all day long.  My eyesballs have felt like piss holes in the snow.  How this came to be.. read more :)Cocopops came over yesterday for roast lunch (Beef) cooked by yours truly.  We then went into town to drool over Angelina Jolie in Tomb Raider II.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106304830856720287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106304830856720287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106304830856720287' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106288333294371680</id><published>2003-09-06T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-06T21:22:12.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes... the weekend has started .. Thank God! No work for two days.. bliss :)I am feeling much happier in myself at the moment, and all down to one person really.  I just wish they were as happy currently but alas they are not.  Trying my best to make them smile but even I have to admit I can't do it all :)I've had a really nice day just hanging out with Cocopops, messing around on the webcam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106288333294371680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106288333294371680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106288333294371680' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106269537196548057</id><published>2003-09-04T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-04T17:09:31.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day at work has ended.. decided to finish early today and damn it felt good. Jumped on a train 2 hours earlier than i normally do.  Me thinks I am going to have to do that more often.  Work was easy by all accounts.  Achieved stuff in the office for once without fucking up.  Well I don't think I have fucked up anways *grin*Having that day off mid-week did me the world of good.  I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106269537196548057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106269537196548057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106269537196548057' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106262804455351755</id><published>2003-09-03T22:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-04T15:57:29.173Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh.. total bliss.. A day off from work midweek.  Normally this used to happen all the time but now I have moved jobs this is indeed a rare occurance.  Got some good sleep last night, about 9 hours, which felt great.So, what have I achieved today?? Fuck all! .. and it feels great :)Was actually able to be in a fit state to talk to my friends online for once so had a good natter and a laugh on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106262804455351755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106262804455351755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106262804455351755' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106253693772091228</id><published>2003-09-02T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-02T21:08:57.723Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOODY FUCKING HELL!ARSE!Some days at some times.. life really sucks.  :([Normal service will resume in the near future]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253693772091228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253693772091228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106253693772091228' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106253188822468632</id><published>2003-09-02T19:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-02T19:44:48.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doh, silly me.  Forgot some stuff that happened today at work.  On of the things I was looking forward to at this current posting was the joyous knowledge that I wouldn't be in the firing line from idiots wanting to have a go at me... So there I am this afternoon having a ciggie outside the office with Cheryl (one of the girls in the office) when i spy "superdrunk" weaving up the pavement.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253188822468632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253188822468632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106253188822468632' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106253116713127495</id><published>2003-09-02T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-02T19:32:47.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog time again.  Just crawled out of the bath after another hour long soaking session.  Why is it when you are in the bath you can bet anything that the sodding phone will ring?? and to top it off, did one bring the cordless phone into the bathroom?? Did I fuck!   I now have wet footprints around the flat *grin*Another standard day in the office,  nothing to shout about but I did my usual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253116713127495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106253116713127495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106253116713127495' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106244209415514501</id><published>2003-09-01T18:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-01T18:48:14.160Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gawd, what a day.  In work at 730am and I didn't leave till 530pm.  That last hour seemed to dag and drag.  Now got over 80 statement of facts to write along with a shitload of associated paper work, summons etc.Got home to find a letter from my Landlord telling me he is putting up the rent by £52/4 weekly period as of next month!! I'm like.. YOU FUCKING WHAT when looking at the letter.  How </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106244209415514501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106244209415514501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106244209415514501' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106236442198223828</id><published>2003-08-31T21:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:13:41.993Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few people have asked why I posted WOW the other day as my only entry.. Simple answer. Why not. I was in a superb mood that morning.  Life in it's entirity was at that moment.. spot on. Social life, work life.. and everything in general *smiles* So enough of the questions, just accept I was a very very happy man that day and leave it at that.I was running the office last week.  Ian C was out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106236442198223828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106236442198223828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106236442198223828' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106187815466353693</id><published>2003-08-26T06:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-26T06:09:14.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOW!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106187815466353693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106187815466353693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106187815466353693' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106182996682361315</id><published>2003-08-25T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-25T16:46:06.683Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this lunchime was a farce from start to finish.  It's amazing how much you rely on mobile phones.Game plan:Bath, meet Lou at work, swap over phone chargers, Lou goes home, gets her work stuff, back to mine.  Sorted.... not.Here what actually happened:1030 - Bath1200 - Wake up in bath.. Oh shit!1247 - Next train down to Pokesdown.  Wasn't going to make the connection at Bournemouth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106182996682361315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106182996682361315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106182996682361315' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106180804515338543</id><published>2003-08-25T10:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-25T10:40:45.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another days starts.. yawn.  It's a Bank Holiday here and I am at a loss what to do with myself.  I normally work Bank Holidays as they are part of my working week but there was no point in me going into work today because:#1 no one in the office#2 no mail delivery so no work coming into the office#3 no point doing plain clothes duties, no one travelling.So it's a day at home for me.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106180804515338543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106180804515338543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106180804515338543' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106176617121212062</id><published>2003-08-24T23:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-24T23:02:51.196Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading my last post after the event I realise I have been a tad hypocritical myself.  I'd told someone I would go out with them tonight but when it came to it I just didn't feel like it.  So i wimped out.  If they had been going out on their own then I would of joined them but as they were going with others I decided not to.Now as I haven't gone I feel bad about not doing so.  Feel like I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106176617121212062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106176617121212062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106176617121212062' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106173801308454665</id><published>2003-08-24T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-24T15:13:33.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm an easy going bloke I think.  I take things in my stride and accept most things for the way they are BUT, there are some things that really get on my tits!#1 People who let me down.  Say they are going to do something then don't bother. For some reason this really gets to me.  At this point I just take the attitude "fuck you".  If you go out of your way to make an effort to do something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106173801308454665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106173801308454665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106173801308454665' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106150062066558865</id><published>2003-08-21T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-21T21:17:00.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another night, another day ends.  Work was all okay *smiles* Spent the first hour twiddling my thumbs as I thought I had no work to do until the mail came in.. WRONG.  Check the answer machine and promptly found 15 messages from people who we had sent out reminders to, flapping we were about to prosecute them. Guess what, we will as well *grin* Evil personified is me.  By the time I had sorted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106150062066558865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106150062066558865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106150062066558865' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106140999207361723</id><published>2003-08-20T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-20T20:06:32.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back home after another day at work.  This time it was different though.  I was back being an Inspector for the day.  Started work at 9.. finished at 8, so a long day BUT, and here's the kicker.  I am not tired at all.  Yet, if I do I 5-8 in the office I get home and my brain fried.  This new job is defo frying the brain cells.  Still love it though.  Got a call from Mike today saying he had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106140999207361723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106140999207361723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106140999207361723' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106135768271190440</id><published>2003-08-20T05:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-20T05:34:42.680Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Urgh! What the fuck am I doing up at this hour?!? Today was meant to be lay-in day as I don't start work till midday.  Not in the office today, but out being a uniformed Inspector  down at Weymouth for the carnival.Work is going great, really enjoying it, though I am getting back home totally shattered.  I'm going to be starting to do prosecutions on my own next month. Wheee! OH SHIT! *grin*  Am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106135768271190440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106135768271190440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106135768271190440' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106112259900038586</id><published>2003-08-17T12:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-17T12:16:38.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well last night was fun.  I was going to have a night away from TCZ and try and forget things via the evil thing called booze but I decided I needed a responsible adult supervising me in person and that wasn't available, so no drink for me.  I ended up logging onto TCZ and then stayed online till 5am as a shitload of us were messing around on the webcams.  It really picked me up, having such a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106112259900038586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106112259900038586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106112259900038586' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106104876731608208</id><published>2003-08-16T15:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-16T15:46:07.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well here we are, a Satuday afternoon and to be honest right now I think I would rather be at work.  I am horribly bored with nothing to do and missing my friends.  I haven't seen my best friend in nigh on a week.  It's wierd, you don't think you will miss people until they disappear out of view.  Been in contact via email with my friend Kate, she's abroad at the moment but returning to the UK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106104876731608208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106104876731608208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106104876731608208' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-106014676938674476</id><published>2003-08-06T05:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-06T05:12:49.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I think I last updated a few weeks ago and how life changes.  The money thing is sorting itself out and work is going great.Work wise, so much for being a 9-5 job.  This week Ian is away enjoying some superb sailing weather in conjunction with it being Cowes week.  This means that after learning about some aspects of the office for one whole week it was in at the deep end and doing it on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106014676938674476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/106014676938674476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106014676938674476' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105907286828288725</id><published>2003-07-24T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-24T18:54:28.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How the world can change in a few days..As you all know from my last post I was in abit of bother financially. A bit would be the great British understatement. What was coming in was not equalling what was coming out. OOOPS!Anyways, I went and visited my Grandparents and after talking to my mum the night before I went there with hopes that I would talk away with my problems solved. So you can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105907286828288725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105907286828288725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105907286828288725' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105883673491845536</id><published>2003-07-22T01:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-22T01:18:54.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some times don't you just feel that life could be a whole lot better?? I am going through a self-inflicted rough patch concerning money at the moment. Okay, let's rephrase that.. A bloody awful time of it! It's my own fault and it's not like I don't earn enough money. Ever noticed that no matter how much money you earn you always spend it. I remember starting work 13 years ago and feeling filthy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883673491845536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883673491845536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105883673491845536' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105883654369092830</id><published>2003-07-22T01:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-07-22T01:15:43.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some times don't you just feel that life could be a whole lot better?? I am going through a self-inflicted rough patch concerning money at the moment. Okay, let's rephrase that.. A bloody awful time of it! It's my own fault and it's not like I don't earn enough money. Ever noticed that no matter how much money you earn you always spend it. I remember starting work 13 years ago and feeling filthy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883654369092830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883654369092830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105883654369092830' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105883651631762520</id><published>2003-07-22T01:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-22T01:15:16.286Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some times don't you just feel that life could be a whole lot better?? I am going through a self-inflicted rough patch concerning money at the moment. Okay, let's rephrase that.. A bloody awful time of it! It's my own fault and it's not like I don't earn enough money. Ever noticed that no matter how much money you earn you always spend it. I remember starting work 13 years ago and feeling filthy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883651631762520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105883651631762520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105883651631762520' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105862737819231915</id><published>2003-07-19T15:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-19T15:09:38.163Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well fuck me if it doesn't all want to go wrong this week. Right, as from the last post we all know that my shower unit decided to fuck up gloriously. Well that got fixed in respect of I now actually have water in the house but no shower until the end of the next week. So I decide to have a bath, I turn on the water in the bath and what happens... NOTHING.. ZIP.. FUCK BLOODY ALL!!! No water from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105862737819231915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105862737819231915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105862737819231915' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105846574963944292</id><published>2003-07-17T18:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-17T18:15:49.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, it's a day from hell!It actually all started off last night. I get home from the course I had been on to find I had no phone, &amp; no cable TV. Not to worry though. I have the internet and six days off work. I can live without the rest. Try to phone NTL customer services and find out what is going on. Sorry.. call centre closed. Come 11pm and boom.. the internet drops off the face of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105846574963944292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105846574963944292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105846574963944292' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105811881556339303</id><published>2003-07-13T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-13T17:53:35.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday evening and no real work for the next nine days.. bliss *smiles* Okay so I've got to put up with a bullshit course that I have been on before but then I have 6 days off.. YES!!! *grin*Goes without saying I am staying away from beaches and prolonged exposure to the sun for the rest of the year. Roll on the snowboarding season I say. Really can't wait for it. I want to go out there and get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811881556339303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811881556339303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105811881556339303' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105811782099650342</id><published>2003-07-13T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-13T17:37:00.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday evening and no real work for the next nine days.. bliss *smiles* Okay so I've got to put up with a bullshit course that I have been on before but then I have 6 days off.. YES!!! *grin*Goes without saying I am staying away from beaches and prolonged exposure to the sun for the rest of the year. Roll on the snowboarding season I say. Really can't wait for it. I want to go out there and get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811782099650342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811782099650342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105811782099650342' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105811758881857961</id><published>2003-07-13T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-13T17:33:08.723Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday evening and no real work for the next nine days.. bliss *smiles* Okay so I've got to put up with a bullshit course that I have been on before but then I have 6 days off.. YES!!! *grin*Goes without saying I am staying away from beaches and prolonged exposure to the sun for the rest of the year. Roll on the snowboarding season I say. Really can't wait for it. I want to go out there and get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811758881857961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811758881857961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105811758881857961' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105811752298493753</id><published>2003-07-13T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-13T17:32:02.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday evening and no real work for the next nine days.. bliss *smiles* Okay so I've got to put up with a bullshit course that I have been on before but then I have 6 days off.. YES!!! *grin*Goes without saying I am staying away from beaches and prolonged exposure to the sun for the rest of the year. Roll on the snowboarding season I say. Really can't wait for it. I want to go out there and get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811752298493753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105811752298493753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105811752298493753' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105796764414187209</id><published>2003-07-11T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-11T23:54:03.946Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleep, what is it, where can I find it? I haven't got any proper sleep the last two nights. Getting up at 4am is killing me this week. Today was a 9 hour shift and I was like a zombie at work. I worked harder than ever just to keep the adrenaline going so I could surive the day. If I had gone into the messroom I would never have left. Got home and just died till 7pm. Doing split sleeping patterns</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105796764414187209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105796764414187209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105796764414187209' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105777434982792545</id><published>2003-07-09T18:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-07-09T18:12:29.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day off today.. mm bliss :-)Got to bed at 6am today after staying up all nite attempting to talk to Dazzle over Yahoo and then watching Queen of the Damned which I had downloaded off Kaaza. Louise crept into the house around midday whereupon I staggered awake. I think I managed a couple of hours before I promptly passed out again in bed till 6pm *grin*On early turn tomorrow.. mm joy. Will I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105777434982792545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105777434982792545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105777434982792545' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105777432255268756</id><published>2003-07-09T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-09T18:12:02.616Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day off today.. mm bliss :-)Got to bed at 6am today after staying up all nite attempting to talk to Dazzle over Yahoo and then watching Queen of the Damned which I had downloaded off Kaaza. Louise crept into the house around midday whereupon I staggered awake. I think I managed a couple of hours before I promptly passed out again in bed till 6pm *grin*On early turn tomorrow.. mm joy. Will I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105777432255268756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105777432255268756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105777432255268756' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-105751952136809660</id><published>2003-07-06T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-06T19:34:00.790Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I'm back!!. Yes, the absence has been some time and not of my own doing .. well some of it hasn't anyways but I AM back, and I do plan to stay *smiles*So what's been going on?? Well.. I had the total joy of losing my net connection. Typically this happened over my 6 day long weekend off from work. It always seems to fail when I have proper time to go on the net. Something definatley not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105751952136809660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/105751952136809660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105751952136809660' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-94758888</id><published>2003-05-22T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-22T23:05:58.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay okay, so I've been a total and utter slacker with regards to updating the blog. So sue me! shitloads has been happening this last week or so but here are the highlights:Women - I still don't understand you, you make no sense and I truly wonder wtf I bother with the hassleCourt - I must be going too much.. had to go and give evidence earlier this week in front of a jury regarding an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94758888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94758888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94758888' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-94172971</id><published>2003-05-12T00:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-12T00:40:04.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a lot of you know I work on the trains as a Revenue Inspector. I like my job, every day is different, evey day is a challenge. People don't like to admit they are doing something wrong so they come out with some superb excuses sometimes as to why they either don't have a ticket &amp; the money or why their ticket has suddenly been altered to say a different date. Don't bother with "my Daughter and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94172971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94172971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94172971' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-94043240</id><published>2003-05-09T09:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-09T09:57:03.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First off, yes, I know, I should be at work. Well last night I went to bed to get some sleep.. standard thing but, and here's the huuge but. I couldn't get to sleep. So far I've had an hours restless sleep since  woke up yesterday at 4am. Why.. I have no idea, my body is wired to hell and back at the moment and I can't think why. I have some fears of what might be causing it and if it because of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94043240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94043240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94043240' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-94017003</id><published>2003-05-08T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T22:39:57.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well what an interesting night.. but first the day. Fuck all happened *grin* I have to admit though I fogot how damn painful it is to wake up at 4am. Wake up would be the wrong words to use. More like... The alarm went off and I was like.. WTF?? FUCK THAT! I haven't done an early turn in about 1.5 months and suffice to say I was non to pleased about waking up at 4am. Anyways, I reset the alarm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94017003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/94017003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94017003' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93949484</id><published>2003-05-07T21:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-07T21:12:14.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here we are.. another day drawing to a close. Well normally I would just been starting my night time spod session but alas, I am back on early turns tomorrow. Ugh! Early turns consist of the alarm blatting off at 4am. Me opening my eyes and wondering wtf is going on and doing the morning abulations and then leaving it too late whereupon I end up running.. yes.. me running, down to the station to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93949484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93949484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93949484' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93825915</id><published>2003-05-05T22:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-05T22:11:46.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I've been absent on the blogging front for a few days. In actual fact I've been absent from the computer fora few days full stop. Why.. well it's amazing when given a choice of computer/internet and female company how female company does seem to win. Bex was meant to come round for one night only, which she did. But then speaking to her through the day at work I figured what the hell, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93825915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93825915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93825915' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93697440</id><published>2003-05-03T09:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-03T09:05:58.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waking up at just past 9am on a Saturday.. this is criminal I tell ya. Then again when I did wake up I had no idea whether it was Saturday or Sunday. My brain is fried. To be honest there is no real reason for my brain being fried either.. Okay, I was up till about 2am online. I would of gone to bed earlier but I realised at about midnight that Reethi's vote closed at 1am so I stayed up to close </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93697440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93697440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93697440' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93598590</id><published>2003-05-01T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-01T15:21:00.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I won in Crown Court today.. yay *grin*Okay, this is what happened to get this far.. I got tipped off that some commuter was travelling everyday but never buying his ticket. If the guard came round and asked for any unseen tickets the male who we shall call Mr. H always looked out the window and ignored him. Anyways.. last May i found myself at St. Denys station (near Southampton) out of uniform</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93598590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93598590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93598590' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93552823</id><published>2003-04-30T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-30T20:46:57.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well back earlier than planned, and before anyone says anything yes.. I know.. 2-10pm is not a 9 hour shift *grin* I should of been on till 11pm tonight but I pointed out to work that I needed to be back in Southampton for 9am and if they thought I was going to appear in Crown Court with fuck all sleep under my belt they had another thing coming. So here I am *smiles*As for work.. God.. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93552823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93552823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93552823' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93524439</id><published>2003-04-30T11:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-30T11:19:02.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morning, such a joyous time to be awake and with so much to look forward to... ugh. Load of balls. I am going to have to force myself into action today, get the uniform out and go to work. So not wanting to do this. The enthusiasm is overflowing *smirk*I don't even have a clue how many hours I am working today.. all I know is that I am starting at 2pm. What duty am I working.. no idea. Probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93524439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93524439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93524439' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93496935</id><published>2003-04-29T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-29T23:54:56.160Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm.. quite a productive day by all accounts. Well for me it was *smiles*Got the webcam page working (still want to fiddle around with it a bit though), got all the swiss piccies uploaded. B5 to B8 meet pics are uploaded as well. Yay me :)Back towork tomorrow.. FUCK! No joy there at all. Had nearly the whole month off and do I want to go back. Like fuck do I. Start at 2pm so that is not to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93496935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93496935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93496935' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93455900</id><published>2003-04-29T09:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-29T09:44:21.783Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day starts..Well yesterday was interesting to say the least. Most of it related to TCZ. It all started with a few posts made by admin relating to a couple of different things that were ongoing. Words like stagnant etc were used. Madness had also said to me she thought that admin should be leading from the top downwards. Well.. I took this onboard and called Camerak over for a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93455900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93455900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93455900' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93397625</id><published>2003-04-28T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-28T13:33:56.080Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here we are again *smiles* Well.. I got to sleep at about 430am today after, if I do say so myself, achieving a grand sum of FUCK ALL yersterday. I finished doing the CH1 piccies but never got them uploaded. I never got close to starting the webcam page and I never got round to emailing anyone whatsoever. I look back at yesterday and wonder what I actually did... I did some housework (cleaned the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93397625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93397625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93397625' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93338450</id><published>2003-04-27T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:28:41.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Final scrabble score Ginge 467 - Lorena Huxley 280Damn I had a good game! :) One point off my highest ever score.. Damn :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93338450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93338450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93338450' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93335719</id><published>2003-04-27T10:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-27T10:43:04.610Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloody hell! Is blogger.com playing up today or what. It's taken me 2 hours to be able to get to the editing page. Struth!I couldn't be arsed to do an end of day update yesterday. I was a total sad git and ended up spending a total of 14 hours 45 minutes online yesterday. I have no life *grin* I am still getting housework and things like that done but I could be doing it more efficiently that's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93335719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93335719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93335719' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93301246</id><published>2003-04-26T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-26T16:37:29.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm, I swear I think my influence in peoples lives when it comes to promotions is a hex. Just had a phone call from one of the guys I work with, Mark. He just got a letter telling him he didn't get a promotion to Inspector even though he works with me. Not wanting to sound bigheaded but he is paired with the most succesful Inspector in the company (yes, me.. how do I know this? well you sort of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93301246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93301246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93301246' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93287981</id><published>2003-04-26T08:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-26T08:47:42.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God! What a time to be awake. There I was fast asleep having some fucked up dream and I hear my mobile blatt off telling me a text message has arrived. Seems Louise probably won't be around today, she's going out with her Mum. So that's me wide awake when I don't want to be.. Oh well. So here's me sat at the computer with.. surprise surprise.. a ciggie on the go and coffee beside me ready for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93287981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93287981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93287981' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93272165</id><published>2003-04-26T01:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-26T01:15:24.370Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right then, last post of the night before I trot off to bed. What have I achieved today?Stress - Mid to high (fucking blogger)Ciggie intake - New lungs and throat pleaseBooze intake - ZeroCoffee intake - I'm wiredExercise - I'm still looking at the rowing machine and weights and going fuck thatTCZ - Too many damn hours but I have got round to nominating Reethi for Druid status at last :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93272165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93272165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93272165' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318642.post-93267071</id><published>2003-04-25T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-25T22:58:53.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, the moment of truth. This should now work properly :) I would like to think it's been all my own hard work but I spent the day .. and yes I mean the whole day cursing blogger until I had to face facts and admit I am crap with HTML and call in Melia who came along and fixed it all for me. Suffice to say I hate blogger and this is all i have achieved today.. woweee. Right.. gotta sort some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93267071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318642/posts/default/93267071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gingespotting.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93267071' title=''/><author><name>Ginge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687642219632454043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
