Dizzojay's Dean Dreams

I haven't been around on line much this week because of the annoying reason of having to work for a living, and also the wonderful reason of having good friends over from New Zealand to stay. Cameron and Wendy are our great buddies who returned home to Kiwi Land in 2004. Since then, we've seen them three times, so the rare occasions we do get together are very special. They've been with us a couple of days, and last night, we headed out to a lovely steak house close to home in a village called Bagshot where they used to live when they were in the UK and, as it was their last evening before heading back down under, we had a few drinks, a great meal and relived old times.

There was a lot of laughter - and one or two tears!

And here's a group mugshot of us bunch of reprobates. 


( There's even a rare bonus picture of Mr D! )

Mr Dizzo has a very good friend - a lovely guy called Martyn.  They met when they worked together on the railway yonks ago, and although they have long since gone their separate ways, we've all remained good friends and will be seeing Martyn tomorrow evening after work.

We have a little tradition between us which started right from the first Christmas that Mr D and Martyn knew each other.  You see, Mr D was a railwayman, but was NOT a train enthusiast; he was a great pains to point this out to anyone who would listen.  Martyn, on the other hand, loves trains, and is very knowledgable and enthusiastic about them.  He can talk about them at length ...

Trust me, I know!



Anyhoo, that Christmas Martyn was bemoaning the fact that there are hardly any decent Christmas card with pictures of diesel engines on them ... REALLY?  Is anyone surprised?  And so, for a joke, that first year, I drew him a Christmas card wiith a cartoon train and a caricature of him on it.
He loved it so much, I kind of set a benchmark, and now I've ended up drawing a card every year for him!

Now, I've done about fifteen of these things over the years, and they normally involve some kind of in joke revolving around what's going on in the railway, or in Martyn's life generally.

Sadly, I can only find three of them saved on my computer for posterity - including the one I've just finished drawing tonight, so as they are fun to do, and they make Martyn happy, these are my happy pictures for today ...


( Train stuff! )

( Example 1: When addressing a Sky TV box that's not co-operating. Warning: COLOURFUL, VERY VERY COLOURFUL! )

You'll be pleased to hear it's working now.

A lady Mr Dizzo works with has recently been disgnosed with breast cancer, and is currently off from work following surgery.  In her absence, the office held a 'pink' day today to raise funds for Breast Cancer Research, and ...



( The adventures of Mr D )

Talking over a bottle of wine this evening, I mentioned to Mr Dizzo that I had an email exchange today with a lady from my old job, and that we're getting together for a drinkie next week.

"Oh that's nice," he replies; "how are things in the old place, is Gaz still there?"

"Yes," say I, curling my lip in disgust; "he's still there, still being an arsehole apparently."

Mr D replies; "you shouldn''t call him an arsehole, that's hardly fair."

I bristle furiously.  "What d'y mean not fair?"

"Well," says Mr D; "arseholes are very important; they serve a really practical purpose.  That's more than you can say for Gaz the dickweasel."

How can I argue with that logic??