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The drive from Brighton to Trev's took less than 45 minutes which made a welcome change. The marque, bar and band was already setup. For someone celebrating a birthday, Trev looked rather stressed for the first time I've ever seen. By 8pm the place was rammed with a wide mix of family and friends. Met Trev's boss, Chris who doubled as Bob Hoskins and a lot of Viv's family who came from Norwich. The band, also from Norwich was great (of course) doing some quality covers including personal favourite 'I predict a riot'. Torrential rain made the journey up the hill to the almost flooded summer house a slippery, brown staining nightmare. Trev even offered some protection for the brave under canvas wraps but not alot took him up. Some of the guests were content to kitchen conversations with the marque's red carpet soaking up the water. After two trips up the hill I was almost ready to quit as well as it was a long day. My mood was a mix quiet contentment, paranoia...

Getting fed up with Estate Agents. They're either too disorganised or rude as f*ck. Our viewing marathon started with a dump of place with zero parking and wrong details. During lunch we made sure that the Whitehawk estate really didn't have any diamonds in the council estate rough. The area of Hanover was next with 3 places to see. Nice places but one too many compromises. Raced over to Portslade for a comparison. A 3 bedroom place full of loopy dogs, an unwashed smell of animals and décor worth torching. The penultimate 2 places were a surprise with 'Bert & Ernie' showing around their love-in as they were retiring to Spain. The other had almost captured our heart but really needed a second look. The last house was the other side of town which meant the wrath of the wicked witch of Wyatt & Sons. Lovely area but just too small for us. We left Brighton for Trev's in a mixed, grey cloud of confusion and depression.

Image by MacQ via Flickr Saw three places for big Brighton move last week Saturday. 1st was great with an amazing garden but under offer, 2ndwas in scabsville with views of teenage-chav smoking in an old garage, 3rd was a flat on the seafront but on 5th floor and pokey small rooms. Sunday was spent cleaning the place into showroom standard and house junior doctor, Kerry adding finishing touches. We must have had more than a dozen viewers nose round our gaff without even seeing it on Rightmove.co.uk . Saturday morning was a 2nd viewing and by the end of the day we received 2 offers from the same couple. Wasn't until today we found out we made the price we wanted! Bit paranoid about the speed of turn-around and busily applying for jobs. Brighton houses are looking thin on the ground as well for a fair price. Other than all this excitement, I dragged Kerry up to Milton Keynes bribing her with cinema tickets then subjecting her to watch me snowboard for 2 hours. Hot Fuzz - It...

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Brighton has been a mute point lately and with all the excitement of sorting out the New Zealand holiday the new life plan was mentally shelved. Flights have been booked and paid and we’ve almost sussed where we’ll be during our 3 weeks campervan trip. Looking forward to the following highlights:- Helicopter trip and glacier hike Wearable Art show Whale watching Queenstown extreme stuff The whole Brighton drive got rebooted after Kerry spotting some ‘affordable’ houses and the suggestion I continue to work in Southampton until I find a job. Today, it took on another potential opportunity that an estate agent said that demand is so high in our area we could sell in a week and get a lot more than we estimated. I’ll believe it when I see it but a sniff of hope just doubles the appetite. We’ve booked some Brighton house viewings for tomorrow. Watch this space for more news! Obviously looking forward to Hot Fuzz next week as well as The Science of Sleep will be wor...

Here's a new game called Boonga I could see working on the Wii. Based on the Japanese school-boy prank called 'kancho' you have to surprise your victim by sticking your fingers up their arse! Strangely enough, Kancho is also the word for a karate master/big boss. You could say this the Jap version of a 'wedgey' though the only thing English kids ever get up to is kicking others in the bollocks or graffiti-ing knob images. Here's some borrowed text I found to explain it: "1. The Kancho. Nobody survives elementary school in Japan (even if you're white) without receiving a few kanchos on the way. To kancho, simply put both hands together as if in prayer, and fold over all fingers except your two index fingers. Keep the index fingers straight and solid, for these are your kancho weapons. Next, find a target. Any butthole will do, but I suggest going for those that are clothed yet easy to find. Approach the butthole slowly. Then, when the owner has his hea...