4 days of work and 5 weeks in Cardiff

Check out the link to see the glorious Waldron mobile or bat-mobile as some people are calling it.

The Poser mobile"

I love it especialy driving round with the hood down. But I have noticed myself become more and more like a ponse driving this motor, looking around to see whos checking my car out. Ahh well it'l get it's own back in the winter - there is a little leak above one of the windows so when it rains - well u get the picture!

Just found out the Stag do I was organising has had to be cancelled - don't worry the Wedding is still going ahead - just trying to organise a group of people to meet at one place at one time takes more organisation and skill than me and the Groom possess. Damn it. Looks like my plan of gaffa taping the groom to a lamp post down the bay will have to wait. That is a lot nicer than some of the Stag weekends I have been on. Davies' "chaining up on the Severn Bridge" and poor Hankeys "Dressed up like a woman, taped to a wheel chair in the countryside" are a lot worse. I have been to a few really nice ones, like Pete Moons "everyone has to do a task as well as the groom" and Jon's "lets just have a great meal and then tape him in a phone box" or Miks' "lets just shoot each other again and again and again" and Anthonys "we're going up, then down then turned around then, spun upside down and loop da looped and then stop."

It has come to my attention how competitive I am. It's funny I am not competitive when I know I am rubbish at something like Football, Rugby, American Football & basketball, but when it comes to something which I think I should be good at like Beach Rounders or Halo I am so competitive that I almost start swearing and then I go off in a huff when I get out. Why is that? hmmm must be my Testosterone or something.

I'll have to start putting more photos in this blog, Should try and hook them into a photo album but not sure how to set one up on Blogspot.

it's only 5 weeks now till I move to Newcastle which is becoming a very scary prospect. I am gradually coming to terms with the fact the place I have been calling my home for 8 years is now going to be far far away, with my friends. I am trying not to dwell on these things too much.

Viya Con Dios - or however my little saying is spelt.
The Boy Waldron AKA Commotion

Lost the track

I have now decided I have lost track with my life.
It's not that I have been more busy than normal (just the usual busy-ness) but I have had so much to think about recently that I have thought about nothing.

I have sold my house - another massive stepping stone on the way to Mercy Ships - to a great couple called Gary and Laura Twell. Many of you will know them, especially Gary as he has been my housemate for the last 6 months.

Work (9 till 5) stuff is going okay. Everyone now knows I am leaving and i have been left to try and 'tie any loose ends' before I leave. You wouldn't believe tangles I am in! We are going on a works night out tomorrow to see Lee Evans in the bay, which I am realy looking forward to, especially spending some social time with my 9-5 people which I don't do often enough. 15 working days left!

Today I decided I am selling my car. Great decision Paul as if you haven't got enough to organise and worry about. I will then buy a cheaper car and use the extra money for Mercy Ships and really try not to spend it.

Having brief communication with Mercy Ships and hope to join them in the first week in August, getting very close now.

you know when you get a tingling on you neck, I am getting it thinking about the future and the next few weeks. Lovin' it.

Till next time.