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Christmas Time is here...

21 December 2007

JD & I would like to wish you a very happy Christmas and a lovely 2008. Click here for our Christmas card to you:-)

So what has happened this year? Not much I guess. Or maybe actually quite a lot.

On the sporty-front first.

JD has finally fully quit rugby and thrown herself in to fencing with some gusto. She has talent, the people at her club seem to treat her as their little pet project (there are only very very few women fencers hence they are very keen for her to become a really good fencer). In true Jane-style, she has already offered her services as club secretary. She just can't help herself. JD has also won her first medal of her fencing career and I was just exploding with pride!

I have finally left Old Leamingtonians RFC and joined Olney RFC. Much closer to home, only a 15 minute drive instead of 50 minutes. So far I have managed to steer clear of offering my services for a committee position but I am sure I too will find myself volunteering for something next year. So far I have been doing reasonably well but as much as I hate to admit it, I think age is starting to creep up on my body. I have been out or down a few times with injuries. Pulled calf (twice, different), twisted ankle, huge bruises, painful shoulders and just general feelings of pain all over.

We moved from Leamington Spa to Northampton. A lovely bright little 2 bedroom flat with a lovely view over Northampton. The second bedroom serves as an office for JD because: she has started with her PhD!

In 3 years time, she will be Doctor Daniel. Still not sure what it is exactly she will be doing, but it has something to do with Corporate Social Responsibility. It is a hot topic in business at the moment so hopefully she will be able to get a good job at the end of it. Of course she just wants to keep learning and is thinking about a career as an academic or lecturer. Great. No money, lots of prestige!

And finally, I am now an auntie! After a lot of hard work and trying for a long time, my lovely sister gave birth to Federika, aka Bob in May. Bob is lovely and almost makes me want a baby myself. Almost. No completely. I am very proud of my sister and she is a wonderful mother to a lovely daughter.

A good year I guess. I hope it will be a good one next year as well. Merry Christmas.
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Call of Duty

05 December 2007

I never understood computer games. They are not my thing, they still aren't and my eye-hand co-ordination is rubbish so I am never any good at them.

When I started working at Engine, I was first introduced to Call of Duty, a war-game they play here at the end of the day. For 20 minutes, everyone sits with their headphones on and tries to shoot each other. Wanting to fit in, I joined in with all the boys (no other women working here). We are now more than a year after I started working here. I am still completely rubbish at Call of Duty but boy is it fun. A bit of escapism after a day's hard work.

Trying to explain to JD what I do after work, I bought her a copy of Call of Duty a few months ago. ASDA offered COD1 for a mere £10. Unexpected result was that JD became totally hooked on the game and spent hours on end playing it. Since JD is better at almost anything she does, she excelled quite quickly and some days, it ate in to her studies.

And so it happened that a few weeks ago, JD told me she had removed Call of Duty from her PC because she realised she wasn't working hard enough. She was getting to the point of addiction I suppose. or simply too easily distracted by the availability of the game on her PC. After all, it is much more fun to play games than to study about Corporate Social Responsibility.

I thought it was a brave step. But it didn't last long. After a few weeks 'off Duty' she re-installed the game. This time on my PC so that she could play but with the little extra barrier of having to switch computers.

All went well. Until they released Call of Duty 4, Modern Warfare. Call of Duty has always been about WWII. All previous versions pitted you against the Germans. This time, they have brought the game into the 21st century.

For some reason, I am stupid and bought JD COD4 for her birthday last week. I already bought her fencing gear (of which more in a later post) but that seemed to pale in to comparison to the joy she showed when ripping the wrapping of COD4. She has not done much else since. Not a smart idea since the whole point of removing it from her PC in the first place was that she needed to study more and play less. Last night I had to drag her away from the PC when dinner was ready.

There is now a whole new meaning to the term War Widow. I know. I am one.
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