(Joint) Employee Of The Month...

...isn't something to be sniffed at. Just because I wasn't good enough to win it outright doesn't make me sad in the slightest. So when the honour was bestowed upon Internet Enquiries earlier this year, in one of the summer months' beginning with 'J', I was pleasantly surprised.

Fast forward to November, a month beginning with 'N' that falls somewhere in the middle of autumn, and we'd finally settled on a location for our victory meal. It was a triple celebration for myself, having of course also won Morsel of the Month in September and having had a haircut in October.

The meal itself went off without a hitch. We even found someone with a disposable camera to take a picture of us...

The team: circa 1996/97 - 2014

...I only managed a starter and main myself, but had a lovely selection of cheese and crackers waiting for me on my return home. It's at this juncture I feel it appropriate to plot my 2014 achievements on a line graph, so as to not forget anything as old age sets in. When I look at the below I kind of wish I hadn't bothered as I've not done much...

The trappings of fame/success were only round the corner however, and it wasn't long before a seemingly fit young filly had my Google account on lockdown.

To cut a long story short, I thought I was chatting to a female resembling her on the left, but was actually probably chatting to a male resembling him on the right. Both beautiful in their own ways, but almost certainly after my money and other worldly possessions! Doubt they'd have bothered if they'd known I was in debt.

Hence the lack of blogging action in recent times! In terms of the math, my blog has been barren for just shy of 8 weeks;

One of those was due to my Google account being suspended,
Another as I was quite tired after back-to-back posts in September,
Five and 5/7's were due to trying to work out how to centre the above arrow. In the end I just had to give up!

All's back on track now though and coming to a blog post near you in 2015...Tommyrotica. Be aroused...

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