I was thinking of passing a comment on the News International furore but events continue to develop at such a pace that by the time I clicked "Publish Post" it would be outdated. As of this moment Rebekah Brooks has resigned from her post which would have meant that had I posted a piece yesterday commenting on her position being untenable then I would have been blatantly prescient and out of date by now. Being an intermittent blogger it is probably best to wait and see how the story develops further with appearances by Brooks and the Murdochs before a Commons select committee due next week for starters.
Most of this week Alison has been trying to organize a 40th birthday party for myself with a little assistance from Helen to the frustration of all. That frustration stems from me not really wanting to acknowledge the fact several months away and being the anti-social sort who shies away from large gatherings. Ideally going for a meal with close friends and family or going away for a few days would be more suitable but doesn't particularly cater for the younger ones. My stipulations are - not too large, informal and with a supply of real ale but I feel torn about saying I might not want certain people there and feeling obliged to please. Reasons for refusal are nothing personal but it gets into friends of friends territory and I feel cheeky inviting people I vaguely know as I think it gives the impression of "I don't really know you but come to my party anyway because I want a present".
Part of me actually thinks it would be a good idea to make it for the kids: jelly and ice cream, pass the parcel etc and just get slowly drunk in the corner. It may be more fun. Oh well only seven months to go.
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