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My Diary For 2023

Every year I write a blog post about which diary system or set up I am going to use for the following twelve months. In recent years, I have moved away from a Filofax (I trialled something earlier this year - more of that in a minute) and fallen in love with the Hobonichi printed diaries. For the last two years I have used a Hobonichi Weeks as my personal planner and I won't be deviating from that this year. I have tried a Hobonichi Techo A6 a couple of times but have never managed to feel comfortable with it size-wise.  I have always lusted after the Hobonichi Cousin A5 as a main work planner so, this year, I have bitten the bullet at launch time and invested in my very first one. Hobonichi Weeks The Hobonichi Weeks is a slim diary with a yearly, monthly and weekly layout. The main section is a "week to view with notes" and there are an additional 70 note pages at the back. This year (2022) I used the "Mega" version which comes with almost three times as m

Knock Knock

Matthew 7:7
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; 
knock and the door will be opened to you

I think this passage is taken a little too literally at our house.  Leading on from the fact that when the telephone rings and is almost never for me, let us now talk about answering the door.  I am convinced that the population of Blackburn, aged 16 or under, have installed a version of a two-way mirror into the side wall of our house.

We sit down for a meal... any meal... it doesn't matter what time of day it is but you can guarantee that approximately 4.8 seconds after I pick up my knife and fork someone will start hammering on the front door. It's the same when we've cleared up after said meal and I go to sit down in the lounge.  This time, I am allowed to get comfortable before I am disturbed.

*knock knock*
I wait
*knock knock*
a bit louder this time but I still wait
I know it's not for me
it's for one of the boys
*knock knock*
(rhetorical question
I open the door with a smile on my face

Jake is usually out playing already so I direct his friends to where he has gone (why the HELL they don't look first is beyond me - it's always one of three places: the cul-de-sac across the road, Alex's trampoline or the park)
Michael is usually in his bedroom, with the door pushed to, with his X-Box game and music and computer all at full blast.  If it is one of his friends I usually shout "MICHAEL... MICHAEL... MICHAEL... (as loud as I can get) MICHAEL... DOOR!!
He comes down and asks if his friend(s) can come in.  He knows they can but I appreciate him asking anyway.  All friends take off their shoes, head off upstairs and that's it from them for about three hours.

*knock knock*
Hello, is Jake in?
He's already out
(repeat approximately 6 times over the course of an evening)
*knock knock*
Is Biscuit in? (Michaels nickname - long story)
erm... cue more hollering up the stairs
*knock knock*
Hi, Kev asked me to bring this radio round
Come in.  Do you want a brew?
*knock knock*
Have you got the Betterware catalogue?

ad infinitum

What do you notice about that display of activity in the O'Hara household?
That's right....

I'm going on strike.  Or getting a butlers outfit! Or I'm going to start putting notices on the front door like at Buckingham Palace...

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