Also, I appear to have a proper outbreak of coldsores on my top lip, which started the day after I got here, swelling to twice normal size and making me feel hideous. I've not had an outbreak like this before; last time was as a child and nothing like this and of course the timing is impeccable, so I've been feeling pretty sorry for myself. sessifet25 has been fantastic though :)
I was given a 10 cup teapot in red for Christmas, which is 3.2l capacity. I need a second kettle to fill it up! But this will make supplying tea for guests simpler :) I also got 6 posh new mugs to go with it :)
We're now in the lull for the job hunting situation (which I originally thought was going to start in the run up to Christmas, but I was called as I drove to my mum's on Christmas Eve by a recruiter wanting to put me forward for a job). I've got a telephone interview lined up, and some other reasonably promising things in the pipeline, so the outlook is reasonable at the moment :)
A facebook post by a friend reminded me about a 'sport' I used to watch as a kid. I think it's what got me into ridiculous engines and the like. I didn't know what it was called - but can you imagine as a young technically curious child looking at the boring morass of so called sports and regular stuff on television, then flicking over and finding this? (american one here, also see this 4 chinook turbine one here) Apparently it's called Tractor Pulling, and it comes from the time when farmers would compare the strength of their horses by getting them to pull a barn door along the ground and have people jump on as they went along until the horse could no longer pull them along...
Yesterday I went to the rather excellent Vale Inn in Bollington for a beer festival with smescrater, sessifet25, the_ladylark and Thermobaric Tom. One catchphrase rapidly came to the fore - "blame it on the mammon" - of which I'm tucking in to a half from my 4 pint jug (it's 7.0% and not a beer to be consumed lightly) now :)