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I've always liked ABBA but...

you have to admit this is just as good as the original 'Take a Chance on Me'.  It always makes me laugh although a bit more 5 o'clock shadow wouldn't have gone amiss.

I am the same age as:

For years I have been making a mental note of 'Things the Same Age As Me' . I think it all started when I discovered that I am the same age as that emporium of class retailing: The Elephant & Castle Shopping Centre and the blockbuster movie of the year which featured 'children' dressed in curtains: 'The Sound of Music'. But woah noah it doesn't stop there. Pizza Express is the same age as me.

Classic Record label with albums by 'various artists' - 'Music for Pleasure' is also the same age as me.

The Post Office Tower (I refuse to call it BT Tower as it is simply not a good enough name) was opened the year I was born. The government only admitted in the 1980's that the Tower had been used for secret communication. And everyone said, 'Oh so that's why there are loads of bloody great radars stuck all over it'. My girlfriend's Dad built The Post Office Tower.

Another notable film was also released in the year of my birth and it also stars Julie Andrews: 'Mary Poppins'. This film is most famous though for containing the worst Cockney accent ever recorded, Dick Van Dyke's cheekie chappie window sweep's "Eeeere Mawryee Pawppinz".

Mary Quant invented mini- skirts that year, and betamax video recorders were also invented. The Rolling Stones were at number one the week I was born.

And here's an old video of a fantastic song released that year. Do you know which year it was yet?

SNOWWWWW!

For those of you who don't live in the UK Sock Monkey would like to report that it has been snowing like an absolute bastard here. We have had the worst snow in 18 (count them) years. We woke up yesterday to 8 inches of snow. All the trains were fucked, not a bus in sight and I live nowhere near a tube station. The country had ground to a total halt. So it was a day of laundry and ironing for me! My how I caught up with my housework.

This morning I was all prepared to go trip-trip-trip billygoats gruff to work only to find that there were still no trains from Crystal Palace to London Bridge. So I went home, had a cup of tea and went online to plan my plan B alternative route. One hour later, when I was halfway to work and packed on a train which I imagine was similar to the train to Auschwitz, I phoned work to say I was on my way and told not to bother. So I enjoyed my 2 hour round trip halfway to work and back home.

Once I got off the bus (after wandering around Honor Oak Park for bloody ages looking for a bus stop) I decided to have a nice walk in the park. I live really close to Crystal Palace Park and it is a) huuuuge and b) lovely. So I walked past the site of the old Crystal Palace and looked at all the remaining statues all covered in snow (I don't think the sphynxes liked it). It looks a bit like Narnia where all the people were turned into statues. After falling on my arse I had a wander around the dinosaur park and after a snowy hour went home and had lasagne for lunch. Which I had been carrying around in my bag all morning. At least it stayed cold!

I hired a personal trainer in December and we run in Crystal Palace every week. God knows how this is gong to work tomorrow. Kristian said we were going to go 'Alpine Walking'. All I know is that it is bloody icy in there at the moment. After last week's session I was dripping with mud so I do hope I don't end tomorrow's session with a broken/sprained item.

Have to go now. I'm off to look for 2 tennis raquets to strap to my feet.