Folk music has always been a vehicle used to convey messages of protest, of discontent. Artists like Joni Mitchell, Phil Ochs, and Judy Collins popularised
Month: January 2008
Running away Sunday
We woke up early, fell asleep, woke up later and I delivered tea in bed and decided (with little resistance) that we should take advantage
Food for thought
Hey! It’s 11.00 on a beautiful sunny Sunday morning and on impulse we’re going out for breakfast. Anyone want to join us? B.
Hypothetically (2)…
I have spent what seems like every waking moment for a week turning each single aspect of this offer and every decision possibility over in
My name’s Bond. Premium Bond
WTF? The next James Bond film will be called what? Quantum of Shoelace (or something similar)? I can see the US market loving the title.
A new excitement?
I love new things in all their forms. I love changes that I can get hooked on – I love the ‘being hooked’ but I
Hypothetically…
What would you do if an American TV company asked you to work on a script (as a junior) for them during the US scriptwriters
Elvis is leaving the building. Probably.
Five months of my six month contract gone. So last week I put my CV out and yesterday (dude, it’s Saturday afternoon!) a phone call.
Searching for the answer
Prompted by Ginny’s post on search terms, I thought I’d give you just a few phrases that people have used to find my blog since
Shopped, jumped, dumped, jumped again, fed and content
Ah, Worcestershire life! This morning I had breakfast in bed. Woo-hoo! The Lovely S woke me with a mug of tea and a bowl of
Internet usage
No, this isn’t a meme, I’m just wondering something. What are your favourite web applications and/or websites – specifically, the ones you use very regularly.
It’s wet out there
Driving over The River Avon this morning – where the M5 crosses it just outside Tewkesbury – I couldn’t fail to notice that there were
Oh my God!
I was practising writing styles and, ahem, I seem to have accidentally written a 600-word pornographic short story featuring Richard and Judy and, erm, me.
Fish or fowl?
Too much time to think, that’s what commuting delivers. So anyway I was. Thinking I mean. Deep things about serious subjects. And I need help.
In at the shallow end?
A few days ago I used one of the public computer terminals at Droitwich library, Worcestershire. Sitting at the terminal next to me was a
Daily Mail readers, a national treasure or a national liability?
There is a compelling story in today’s Daily Mail – the headline is: Immigrants occupy one in 15 English homes, says official study The story
The drive to work this morning…
I can’t fail to notice the massive flooding where the M5 motorway crosses the River Avon just outside Tewkesbury. I hope those poor people aren’t
A really good gossip
It was a very chatty evening yesterday. It started with much chatting with Ginny. Our conversation ranged far and wide, covered many topics (some deeply
Oh knickers
Absolutely brilliantly funny idea for a fun, fun, fun, FUN website. Except I’ve just shared the idea with The Lovely S. And she said it’s
Aching to say something original, aching to say nothing at all
I sit at my desk and sniff my (peers in to the Styrofoam mug) vegetable broth – allegedly – and feel… Listless. Burnt out. They’re
Why oh why oh why oh why?
Why is buying toilet paper so traumatic? The local supermarket has an entire aisle dedicated to bottom-wiping materiel. So why is it nigh on impossible
Driving patterns
Because I’m anally fixated on, erm, analysis I have been conducting a random survey of drivers I have passed on my way to work over
Musical notes
‘Be Mine‘ by Robyn… Have you heard it? Is it me or does this record sound like vocals by Pat Benatar against a composition/arrangement by
Driving the message home
A new road-related development! Unmarked police motorbike(s). This morning a nice big unmarked BMW motorbike cruised effortlessly past me and pulled in the speeding motorist
The long road home
As mentioned, Friday evening’s journey took almost six hours to travel 68 miles. In weather like this: It wasn’t the very bad driving conditions per
A lighter distraction
There’s a time and a place for playing tag – and this is it. cue: Mission Impossible theme (the television show version) Your mission Mr
Four seasons in one day
**updated – 17:17, 12th January 2008** mobile blogging It’s 18.31 Friday. I am sitting in my car on top of The Cotswolds, going nowhere. There
Weekending
Saturday: I have resolved to live, breathe, sleep and eat ponies. OK, big exaggeration, but I’m going to spend most of the day at the
The day the rains came
Jesus Bloody Christ it rained. Hang on though bloke, that sentence isn’t complete. Fair enough, try this one: Jesus Bloody Christ it rained today. Nope,
Working up a sweat
The first week of January and the car park of the David Lloyd sports centre is full up. Four weeks ago there were 9 cars
Snails on the motorway
It’s the first full week of the year, I’m back behind the wheel and guess what? Yep, a couple of the brainless numpties are back
Working like a dog
Hello? Is that Worcestershire county council? Good, I want to make a complaint. Yes, I’ll wait, if I have to. Hello? I want to complain.
Hacking (but not coughing much)
Today Vinnie and I went out for a hack. Yep, most unusual for the pair of us to actually get our little bottoms outside the
A tale of illness, lust, horses and bad continuity
I am unwell. Coldy, coughy, achy and shivvery. So I have decided – with a little encouragement from The Lovely S – to spend bits
No laughing matter!
I am awake. And grumpy (a bit). It’s one AM and I find myself downstairs surfing the interweb for diversions while my brain tries to
Hair today…
I’ve abandoned the ‘songs recorded by Meatloaf’ blog-naming convention, in case you hadn’t noticed. I blew that out of the water yesterday with the accurate
More Than You Deserve
Can I ask you a question? And no, that wasn’t the one I want to ask, smartarse! It would seem, from reports in the media,