Course you’d have to wonder how they set up the odds? I mean does Paddy Power take a look at all the photos of the roses and decide which is the prettiest? Or do betting shops get a sneak peak at the “lovely girls” doing their routines, and so is able to come to some sort of decision based on Irish dancing ability, or their tales of their connections with the auld sod.
Of course the real question is, why am I even blogging about it
We’ve started the move at work, so I may not be blogging much over the next few days, then again, maybe I’ll be sitting in my office surfing as the movers get busy. We spent today blocking out where we hope the shelves will fit in the new space. Also hoping that our measurements were accurate first time round. I have thought we’d get a chance to double check, but the movers are so quick that most of the shelves are down already. So fingers-crossed every thing will go where we want it to. Still a few bugs to work out, but it doesn’t seem to be half the disaster that was promised.
Means it is a bit less exciting though