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February 18, 2024

Well – it’s NOT a Trouser Press, that’s for sure!

Maybe I’ve got this all wrong, but I doubt there are many blokes wake up on their birthday, spy the red-ribbon-adorned present waiting for them in the living room and go: “A trouser press! Why, thank you dear, it’s just what I always wanted.” I don’t think I managed to suppress the look of shock […]
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Published on February 18, 2024 04:33

February 17, 2024

Nobody move! My wife has a credit card, and she’s not afraid use it!

Want something to sharpen your focus on household budget responsibility? You have it right there, my friend. 😉 I’ll admit – I’m borderline paranoid on my approach to budgeting. See – many years ago, when the face of Branch Banking in the UK was showing the early signs of weighting its loyalty more in favour […]
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Published on February 17, 2024 05:55

February 15, 2024

Breaking The Law.

“What? Me? Break the law?! Little Mister Goody Two-Shoes, me? No, Your Honour. Not guilty.” What? You expect me to own up, just like that? I have friends in the Police who may read this. I’m not daft, you know. OK – so I’ll give you something I don’t reckon I can be ‘done’ for […]
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Published on February 15, 2024 09:52

February 14, 2024

Story of My Life.

Having gone with a popular song title to head up this post, I’d have to say that if ever there was a biography written on my life story, it too would reference a popular song from way back in the day. But I’ll get to that. First you have to suffer / skip through some […]
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Published on February 14, 2024 07:00

February 13, 2024

Office? Writing Room? Music Room? OK – my new Mancave.

Normally, home decoration or furnishings would be the second last subject I’d be likely to blog about. (The last? Photos of what I had for dessert during yesterday evening’s meal.) Apologies for not answering many blog comments these past couple of weeks – I’ve been busy – but this really is the rhubarb crumble and […]
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Published on February 13, 2024 08:46

February 11, 2024

Teeing off to save lives.

On Thursday 13th July 2023, Kyle Reid embarked upon the challenge of playing four full rounds of golf at his Elderslie Club, close to Paisley, Renfrewshire (Scotland.) Why? It seemed like a bit of a crazy thing to do – especially given the vagaries of a Scottish summer’s day. Well, as a PC in the […]
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Published on February 11, 2024 12:23

February 10, 2024

My life’s in a bit of a pickle.

As the years wear on, my ageing and aching muscles continue to wear out. Gradually, from the age of twenty-four to the present (sixty-five) injuries have put paid to my competitive participation in football (soccer), athletics and cross-country / road racing, baseball and sky-diving. (Nah – I just made that last one up.) At the […]
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Published on February 10, 2024 08:18

February 8, 2024

Valentine’s Day Massacre.

I’ve just heard an advert on the radio for Asda, in which they proudly boast of having Valentine’s Day cards for sale at 28p! (That’s @ $0.35) I know times are hard, and it’ll be a help for some men struggling for cash. I know it’s  the thought that counts. I know also the card will […]
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Published on February 08, 2024 11:18

February 7, 2024

Artificial Interference and Blogging.

I’m sorry. I’m old. And I don’t get enough sleep, obviously. So I’m grumpy, and I’ve got a mood on this morning. See, there’s something’s been bugging me more and more, lately. I thought I’d share it with you, though it may prove a tad contentious. Artificial Intelligence Interference. More specifically, with regard to the […]
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Published on February 07, 2024 08:17

February 6, 2024

If The Shoe Fits …

If The Shoe Fits … My girlfriend and I would go out on a dateShe looked like a model, but had a terrible gait.I was totally smitten,But her shoes were ill-fitting –Her excuse for always being late. (Today’s limerick was prompted by the word, ‘late.’)
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Published on February 06, 2024 08:16