iPox

It was my birthday a couple of weeks ago. Rob arrived with a belated, and very generous, present from Chicago for me last week.

An iPod mini.

This makes me happy!

I'll be tuning it up this weekend, which is lucky, as apart from the FA Cup final, we won't be doing much else, because India has come down with chicken pox.

This morning's tally of spots was five little pin-pricks. I predict that her face and body will look like a plate of baked beans by Sunday.

Star Wars may have to wait.

Other news:
Rob came back for his mum and dad's 40th [ruby] wedding anniversary. They hosted a wonderful afternoon party, blessed by the weather, great live jazz and a top-notch BBQ. James and I were the grillmen and so far so good, no reports of any food poisoning. There were of course some bitter-sweet moments: When Rob's mum and dad "first" danced after the champagne toast, I couldn't help but feel very sorry for their tragic situation.

Larry treated me to a day out at the Zurich Premiership rugby final at Twickenham last Saturday. Great day out. Friendly atmosphere, some great rugby -- highlight being the half-time rubber-suited mascot seven's game. Twickers was an impressive venue too: You're close to the action and it's got a real cauldron feel. Thanks Lazza!

Quiet on the job front. Saw the recruitment agency on Friday, have gone on a couple of OK short-lists, now have to wait and see what happens.