Did Someone Say A New Rover 75?
Friday, July 15, 2005

I lied yesterday. Well not so much lied, but sort of forgot. I said I had managed to clear my desk of most of the rubbish; you know, wade through it and create some space. However after finishing typing, I turned around to go to bed and found that despite creating several piles of things that had been on the desk before, nothing had actually been tidyed away and instead I had simply moved all the mess onto my bed then forgotten about it. Damn.
Oh well, the desk is still as cluttered as ever but I did make some progress today. The MM logo project is coming to a close, with the final concepts finished today, so tomorrow I can get on with the 'finals'. Neil (the client who I am doing this work for) has also indicated there maybe some more permanent freelance work with his and his business partner's company, which looks promising. Also I picked up some new work today on a different front; something that has been rattling around in the pipelines for years, but has only now surfaced, I'm talking about the Old Edwardian's Club website. Looks like I've got that to fiddle with. Plus significant moves forward on the Tours4 brochure business. Things are looking up.
Like a demented phantom back to haunt me again today was the ever-present, undying Fresher T-Shirt project. I well and truly thought I had murdered this a while ago, but Nick got in touch today and I had to do some more engineering on the design. The sooner it's out the way the better - so tomorrow I'm popping the (revised) CD in the post (again). However it was good to do some checks on the new StudentXtra credit card system, and finally for a bolt of inspiration to hit me with regards to the problem of distributing usernames and passwords to all the old cardholders. This eureka-like moment is going to save me a lot of fiddling about.
Once again the call of summer induces that most adventurous side of my personality to 'bring out the bleach'. I'm not a big fan of the albino look, so I use a technique I discovered a couple of years back to get a more subtle result. I am naturally darkish haired, but I do go fairer in the summer. I found though, that if you neglect to use the powder bleach that comes in the kit, and instead use just the cream and leave it on for a couple of hours, it accentuates the affect of the sun on my hair, and I go a bit crazy blonde. Some people like it, some people don't. Personally I enjoy a change.
Uncle Mike is due around first thing tomorrow to discuss the website which ran into thick mud after Easter and we now are going to exhume it in order to finish the job off. Shouldn't take more than a couple of hours.
Adam text today. Looks like he's going to be my lift to Jon's on Saturday which I am grateful for. So far I haven't heard anything back from Rosie, Lianne or Lauren which is not a problem, but just making me wonder if people are going to be coming around to mine before or not. Hmm. Will have to chase that up tomorrow.
Another BBQ tonight and another session of The Mother pulling her hair out over the booking of a holiday. For each argument to do one thing there is an equal and opposite argument against. However, what I do know is that both the parents do need a break, but The Father won't do it by himself, The Mother will always feel gulity that she didn't meet all the family wants, and both of them together are in denial that all of us kids are now old enough for them to go away together on their own without us (despite our united enthusiasm).
With all that has been going on with the London situation at the moment, other things have seemingly fallen from focus. One strange piece of news I came across today is that SAIC and an ex-Head of Ford in Europe have just signed a bit of paper that could be considered to be the saviour of the Rover brand, even with the conception that production may continue at Longbridge. This article was accompanied by a bemusing image. The new Rover 75, which is by my reckoning, a very swish looking motor. I can't wait to actually get a good look at one of these.