Hello? *peeps into Armitageworld* May I come in? Do you still remember me? My name is Guylty, and I have been involuntarily absent for 12 days. Steve Jobs is not a god, after all. That little liquid disaster I mentioned in my last round-up? Well, it turned out to be a liquidation disaster. After luring me into a false sense of security, the MacBook folded on me literally minutes after I had finalised the round-up – never to recover again. The Apple doctors took a look at the patient and decided that, while a keyboard transplantation was theoretically possible, the patient was too old for it to be economically advisable. During all this time, Guylty had to move back to her Methusaleh PC. And you know what it is like: Once an Apple user, *always* an Apple user. The PC put me in a perpetual bad mood – not conducive to activities in my happy place, i.e. Armitageworld. I was further hampered by my German OCD. Of late, my study had become a dumping ground for spare mattresses, old furniture, books to be taken to the charity shops, and heaps of unsorted documents. With a pile of rubbish behind my back, I simply could not work, so before I even touched the PC to resume work, I had to conduct a major tidying-up session.
But all hail – not only is my study now tidier than ever
(and suddenly a huuuuuuge empty space… where did that all come from?), a shiny new MacBook is already en route to Casa Guylty, courtesy of the best boss of all, whose reply to my confession that the precious work MacBook had been totalled, was a simple and no-questions-asked: “I’ll buy you a new one.” He chose a blingy little golden number for me. Not quite my style, but beggars can’t be choosers, eh?
The good news are, that the arrival of the MacBook is forecast for next Wednesday. And with things thus looking up and today being St Patrick’s Day , I suddenly felt my mood improve drastically, and had the irrepressible urge to make a little, topical RAPS, despite a heavy work-load/back-log that is weighing me down. It is Paddy’s Day, after all, the Irish national holiday, even if I have to work for my British company today. So I fashioned a little Irish box of luck from a “Blink” mint tin, courtesy of Susanna.
Mr A is decidedly *not* Irish. But with a name like “Mulligan”, this brightly smiling chaRActer surely must have some Irish roots. He has charm, the lucky rogue… He could be *your* lucky charm…
So, if you are in need of good luck, then just rub:
Mr A is decidedly *not* short, either. But sure, if they can turn a 6’3″ bloke into a 5’2″ dwarf, then this long-legged and impish bloke might just be “the world’s tallest Leprechaun”…
Since I already have the luck o’ the Irish, I do not want to keep this little lucky charm. Everyone is Irish on St Patrick’s Day, so I am raffling this off to anyone who would like to have it and who leaves me a comment here on blog. Deadline for commenting: Saturday, 19 March 2016, 6pm GMT. (I am heading away on a short break Sunday to Wednesday, so it has to be a short turn-around.) Small print: I’d be delighted if you spread the word about the raffle on Twitter etc. since I am still on my Social Media break. However, for the same reason, I can’t count RTs or comments on Twitter etc. as an entry. Please comment here if you want to win. Lent is over, soon, and I’ll be back in Social Media-land, soon 🙂
Best of luck to you all ❤
and Happy Paddy’s Day!