Rupert the punch bag
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: Jools Holland
The punch bag is up and running! We have affectionately named it Rupert after our dearly beloved, sadly departed chairman. I will think of his smiley gammon face every time I beat it up :-)

I'm completely knackered. Today I got up, walked the dogs, dashed to the gym to squeeze in 40 minutes of upper body weights followed by Combat. Then home, had some lunch, and this afternoon spent about 3 hours getting the punch bag sorted. First we had to make a cover for it out of the largest tarpaulin you've ever seen. You know what a pain it is trying to wrap up a bottle of wine? Well imagine replacing the wine bottle with a 6-foot punch bag and trying to wrap it with a huge tarp in such a way that the water will keep off it. It involved staples, duct tape, and much scratching of heads. However in the end we had concocted this rather fetching blue thing which I think you will agree, to the uneducated eye, looks like a particularly tasteful piece of garden art :-)

Once that was done it was case of filling the base with 5 whole bags of builders sand. By the time that was done we were almost too exhausted to actually have a go on it, but of course we had to have a bit of a play.

So all in all I'm pretty happy with Rupert, I think he will becomes a well loved member of the family :-)

As I write this Jools Holland is playing on the common. It's very loud. The weird thing is last night UB40 played and we didn't hear them at all. There's fireworks after the concert and our office is just in the right place to see them out of the window, last night we got a great view. I'm trying to write this with a tripod on my desk and as soon as the concert finishes I'm going to get bundled off by Dave so he can take pictures them. I'm suffering for his art.