When we lose folks it always reminds me how important it is to live for today every daySounds like an absolute legend! Will be sorely missed by everyone he met no doubt!
When we lose folks it always reminds me how important it is to live for today every daySounds like an absolute legend! Will be sorely missed by everyone he met no doubt!
Safe journey and happy landings. Looking forward to the picture blog.So I got a call a couple of days ago
A banking academy in Riyadh needs somebody to come and do some coaching to hew graduates … I’ve done it before and they asked me back … last minute but hey Riyadh here I come … 259 mikes from Qatar …. Hmmmm I wonder
So sad to read of your friends’ passing, he sounds like a thoroughly top bloke.Hi guys , hope you don't mind me posting this but it was a very sombre day at work yesterday once the news got round of our friend's untimely and sudden passing. Even working from home you could feel how sad people were. He was a force of nature, larger than life, referred to me affectionately as Trotsky and I'm sad I will no longer hearr his Yorkshire tones joining a video meeting with words ' Ey up, the eye candy's here'
This is my best memory of him. It is also legendary in our workplace
He was the instigator of Donny and Marie coming to live with us. He told me a sad story about two abandoned lambs that just needed a nice home and before you know it they were in our back garden, eating hay and writing their memoirs. ( I created their own Facebook page for them)
One day I noticed a lump on Donny's tummy. I was concerned. It looked like a large blackberry. Donny seemed unconcerned and let me touch it. I took a picture of it and sent it to Chris, who by this time was a Grade 7, with a message ' Should I be worried' No reply.
Arrive in work the next morning. I'm summoned to his desk. He was almost paralysed with mirth. He wiped the tears from his eyes and managed to articulate the words ' It's his cock you daft cow!' Still almost crying with laughter he showed the picture to our Grade 6 sitting next to him. Her reaction, because she was from a farming family, was similar - howls of laughter. Shortly after I had returned to my desk our big boss comes to see me. OMG, Angela,
Chris has just told me about the sheep. Ive never laughed so much. It was only later that I realised that I had sent my first ( and to date only) d*ck pic, of a sheep, to a Grade 7, in work!
He never let me forget it.
Wonderful story of a wonderful man . Missed by many a think.Hi guys , hope you don't mind me posting this but it was a very sombre day at work yesterday once the news got round of our friend's untimely and sudden passing. Even working from home you could feel how sad people were. He was a force of nature, larger than life, referred to me affectionately as Trotsky and I'm sad I will no longer hearr his Yorkshire tones joining a video meeting with words ' Ey up, the eye candy's here'
This is my best memory of him. It is also legendary in our workplace
He was the instigator of Donny and Marie coming to live with us. He told me a sad story about two abandoned lambs that just needed a nice home and before you know it they were in our back garden, eating hay and writing their memoirs. ( I created their own Facebook page for them)
One day I noticed a lump on Donny's tummy. I was concerned. It looked like a large blackberry. Donny seemed unconcerned and let me touch it. I took a picture of it and sent it to Chris, who by this time was a Grade 7, with a message ' Should I be worried' No reply.
Arrive in work the next morning. I'm summoned to his desk. He was almost paralysed with mirth. He wiped the tears from his eyes and managed to articulate the words ' It's his cock you daft cow!' Still almost crying with laughter he showed the picture to our Grade 6 sitting next to him. Her reaction, because she was from a farming family, was similar - howls of laughter. Shortly after I had returned to my desk our big boss comes to see me. OMG, Angela,
Chris has just told me about the sheep. Ive never laughed so much. It was only later that I realised that I had sent my first ( and to date only) d*ck pic, of a sheep, to a Grade 7, in work!
He never let me forget it.
Maybe if you got her a bell blue it would speed up the execution of your duties?Good morning all on this dark and chilly day here in Finland . Up and started my duties already ,pass me this ,pass me that .But I get my own back when I cook .Have a great day all .COYB

In the somewhat over-sanitised PC modern offices, a character like him is sorely needed.Hi guys , hope you don't mind me posting this but it was a very sombre day at work yesterday once the news got round of our friend's untimely and sudden passing. Even working from home you could feel how sad people were. He was a force of nature, larger than life, referred to me affectionately as Trotsky and I'm sad I will no longer hearr his Yorkshire tones joining a video meeting with words ' Ey up, the eye candy's here'
This is my best memory of him. It is also legendary in our workplace
He was the instigator of Donny and Marie coming to live with us. He told me a sad story about two abandoned lambs that just needed a nice home and before you know it they were in our back garden, eating hay and writing their memoirs. ( I created their own Facebook page for them)
One day I noticed a lump on Donny's tummy. I was concerned. It looked like a large blackberry. Donny seemed unconcerned and let me touch it. I took a picture of it and sent it to Chris, who by this time was a Grade 7, with a message ' Should I be worried' No reply.
Arrive in work the next morning. I'm summoned to his desk. He was almost paralysed with mirth. He wiped the tears from his eyes and managed to articulate the words ' It's his cock you daft cow!' Still almost crying with laughter he showed the picture to our Grade 6 sitting next to him. Her reaction, because she was from a farming family, was similar - howls of laughter. Shortly after I had returned to my desk our big boss comes to see me. OMG, Angela,
Chris has just told me about the sheep. Ive never laughed so much. It was only later that I realised that I had sent my first ( and to date only) d*ck pic, of a sheep, to a Grade 7, in work!
He never let me forget it.
What a day to be in Riyadh! You will never forget this day’s trouser shopping.Morning all from Riyadh ….. the joy here in the Hotel is contagious … politically it’s a cRap nation but the man And woman (yes really ) on the street is generally a kind and warm personality so without going into international politics the city is BUZZING that they beat Argentina and so am I…. That win really kicks off the World Cup for me
Now I’ve got to go shopping before I start coaching tomorrow….. my suit appears to be in my suitcase less the trousers !!!! These are the tales of Single man packing 3 hours before departure … it’s a thing !
Puts me in mind of thisGood morning all on this dark and chilly day here in Finland . Up and started my duties already ,pass me this ,pass me that .But I get my own back when I cook .Have a great day all .COYB
Sounds fantastic, what a day to be there. Enjoy the shopping.Morning all from Riyadh ….. the joy here in the Hotel is contagious … politically it’s a cRap nation but the man And woman (yes really ) on the street is generally a kind and warm personality so without going into international politics the city is BUZZING that they beat Argentina and so am I…. That win really kicks off the World Cup for me
Now I’ve got to go shopping before I start coaching tomorrow….. my suit appears to be in my suitcase less the trousers !!!! These are the tales of Single man packing 3 hours before departure … it’s a thing !
Spot on. I read a quote somewhere that I felt was very pertinent: for a generation that grew up watching the likes of South Park, Family Guy and whatnot...In the somewhat over-sanitised PC modern offices, a character like him is sorely needed.
When I did work in a large office of over 100 people, I was friendly with 99% of them but would only be myself with about 4 of them. I personally found a culture among some that they were practically married to the place and only those doing the longest hours would be respected. Not the sort of environment to reveal your inner self really which was mad as we were drowning in equality and respect memos daily lolSpot on. I read a quote somewhere that I felt was very pertinent: for a generation that grew up watching the likes of South Park, Family Guy and whatnot...
... where has this over-sanitised and sensitive culture appeared from?
Great day to be in Saudi. Hope the trouser shopping is successfulMorning all from Riyadh ….. the joy here in the Hotel is contagious … politically it’s a cRap nation but the man And woman (yes really ) on the street is generally a kind and warm personality so without going into international politics the city is BUZZING that they beat Argentina and so am I…. That win really kicks off the World Cup for me
Now I’ve got to go shopping before I start coaching tomorrow….. my suit appears to be in my suitcase less the trousers !!!! These are the tales of Single man packing 3 hours before departure … it’s a thing !