It’s been a brilliant evening with much productivity. Vin and I schooled in the indoor arena (I love that facility!) and Vin, it’s no exaggeration
Month: October 2008
Morning random
1. The song that I woke up in my head with was Coolio and I’ll See U When U Get There (a version of which
Meeting bingo!
[sings] I am the Champion, my friend and I’ll go on fighting to the enddddddd! [/sings] I have just finished a meeting where two of
Dreams can come true
In the words of the prophet Gabrielle But sometimes there are dreams that you just wouldn’t want to come true. Ever. I’ll let Soph explain.
The need to be sensitive, in an arty kind of way
One of my paid jobs is to write album/artist reviews. These reviews then appear on an American ‘reviewer’ website in their entirety. If the review
Wednesday evening bliss…
Pizza. Chips. And on the television: Motorway Cops. Brilliant! B.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
07.07 I gaze out of the window at the frost-covered Oxfordshire countryside. The sunrise is breaking over the horizon, blindingly low, painfully bright. The flock
Sad news from Pau
Upsetting news that Zara Phillips’ horse Tsunami II was put to sleep after being injured in a horrendous fall at the Pau ***** FEI Classic
Flying tonight
So, the quest for trainers at our new base in Oxfordshire has taken another step forward. I should explain. During the winter JP Sheffield comes
I’m feeling very unwell!
I’ve just been watching (in a ‘moving wallpaper’ kind of way) a programme on BBC 1 called ‘Through the Wall’. One of the contestants is
I didn’t think life would turn out like this…
I am on the express coach to Oxford. I have had a drink but not much. Enough to know that the guy sitting opposite me
And breathe…
I’m protective of everything I love in my life. I know this. There really isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do to protect anyone who is
Equine update
I’ve been keeping quiet about Vin; no big reason, so here’s a 16.2hh-shaped splurge of information. Vin seems to have settled nicely at his new
It comes in such cute containers*
Yesterday we staggered out of bed in the early afternoon, showered, dressed and made our way to Abingdon for a walkabout, a look around and
BritBlog directory
With the recent demise of the BritBlog website a number of us have felt that this created a hole in what some call the blogosphere.
Life in cartoon characters
In between our customary morning giggles we have invented a new Viz character, Daffy Duck’s little-known cousin: Guffy Duck. B.
A minor presentational change
As promised (in the comments section to one of Sophie’s posts), I’ve rolled up my sleeves and got stuck in to the php code behind
The Art of Guilt
I am sitting in the mobile fast-food restaurant, we’re currently dodging London village taxis (you’ll understand that they aren’t bound by the normal rules of
Broken down again
This morning’s Oxford Tube coach service to London got as far as Shepherd’s Bush before it broke down. Again. The pattern that is clearly forming
Daughter reports…
Daughter has this evening reported that Baron the puppy (who at almost ten years of age isn’t really a puppy) has chicken pox. Here’s a
Trying to plan/not to plan for the future
We are saving. We are saving. La la la lah, la la laaaaa. Sad but true. We are being very busy not spending money. Apart
Gig review: Jonquil at Zodiac at The Oxford Academy, Saturday 11th October 2008
Our Oxfordshire-based gigging began on Saturday 11th October 2008 with a visit to Zodiac at The Oxford Academy. The first band of the night to
Weekend ending
Yesterday (Saturday) kicked off with an early morning podcast. The first couple of hundred emails indicate that it went very well – especially now that
Stupid TV advert wordage
There was an advert on C5 a moment ago for something called the Red Driving School, it was an advert aimed at recruiting people as
Phone call
“Hi. It’s me. Yeah. Fine. You’ll never guess who I saw this morning. Taragon. Taragon Fuller. Yeah. She saw me she knew it was me
WTF? (again)
You know that really huge fuck-off road junction just outside the BBC at Shepherds Bush? The huuuuuuuge roundabout that has had one lane closed all
MMG (More Morning Grumpiness)
So my friends. Do you remember the sour-faced old boot I told you about yesterday? Ah, let’s just pause for a moment and drink in
Fishing from an Oxford Tube bus?
To fish A well-established phrase meaning to entice, through means of bait, an object to a position where it may be captured. People fish for
Not a morning person
I’m guessing a certain amount of stuff here but one thing is for certain. She is not a morning person. Or maybe she is and
A very equine commute
This has been an unusual day. Going in to London village this morning… Oh boy. There is a story and a half behind the words
A letter of complaint
Dear BBC This Sunday morning while I was channel hopping scouring the airwaves to see what terrestrial television could offer, I was disturbed to find
Music industry changes
If you really have no life you’ll know I’ve been considering setting up an indie record label – the concept was also aired in last
Surveying the countryside
You may know that I do surveys for cash? They’re a little bit more involved than ticking boxes and getting money by return, but generally
It was the summer of 19-something-or-other…
It had been a hard day at the office. The office, at that time, was a small recruitment agency in Islington. I worked in a