Treyc, Harry & the Hungry Caterpillar

I have thought long and hard about writing anything tonight but know that if a certain person reads this they will want and need to smile. For those of you whom I have shared yesterday with, it got worse today. For those of you who said they would start chanting. You need to right now. For those of you who pray for Izzy to ride safe, stop reading and do it now.

I was going to blather on about x factor but it seems the media may have beaten me to it. I was going to bleat about strictly but cant because if Emily reads this she will not be best pleased so i will keep it sane and sensible....

Treyc

I will start with Treyc. Yes the name of one of the misguided on x factor and that is not a mis-spelling but my mother did say that maybe her mum and dad had texted the birth registrar and got their fingers a bit mixed up. Who knows but I have stolen her name for my turbo trainer which got an airing tonight. The Peugot racing bike is a little old, but with cool tyres and works perfectly. She gave me a tough work out for 30 mins set on an 8% incline but difference for me, no tourist buses or 40c and only hauling my ass not a 25kg trailer!

Harry

Harry on the other hand is the name I gave to a poor and lonely hula hoop which appeared on the dining table last night. Nathan went to eat/crush it and I said dont as it was my friend. I am losing it, but I wont lose him and he came to work with me today - Harry not Nathan - that would have been wrong. I will be leaving him at home for the next couple of days whilst I am in Scotland, as I know he doesnt like flying...

Umm and then the Hungry Caterpillar came out to play today. Well actually 2 of them. I was back in recruitment mode with stalker and as usual we did have a giggle. The first so distracted me with the 2 caterpillars on her forehead that danced independantly of her face, or so it seemed. I think they would have eaten a whole Iceberg or maybe one each? I have never been so patronised in an interview and uncanny as it is both Stalker and I had the same thought that she reminded of us someone who fortunately has now left the building. So that would be no then.

No.2 how lively and engaging, shame they wanted to test out some of their ideas and then leave to set up on their own. Umm me thinks sharing everything must have leaked into interview scenarios (this truth serum is powerful). Then came a surprise. My instant reaction to facial hair is one of mistrust, be it tash or beardy although I know people with both and am cool with it, if either designed or well maintained. Scraggy or wispy or bum-fluffy is not a good look ever. Especially coupled with hair that needed a trim. I think maybe the Ralph Lauren glasess, Paul smith shoes, shirt and suit plus a seriously cool Fossil watch may have one me over/ distracted me ( I am such a lord!). Oh and the level headedness, humility and the ability to answer a question with an answer was a first for me today. So through to second you go and all the best.

I also need to thank my dad, the lasagne I have demolished tonight shows that practice doth make perfect. It is a relatively new and slightly foreign adventure for him but I was truly in awe of the taste tonight. No I am not taking the pxxx. I have an abiding memory of unstrained over cooked spinach from when I was about 10 years old which still haunts me so i am pleased that the last 20 odd years have seen a significant improvement. Mum if you read this, dress it up a bit for me;-)

Izzy if you are reading this you know that a lot of people are here for you whatever path you decide to take and we will support and love you always.