Month: September 2009
Ah, Britain’s speedy road network…
On Sunday evening we travelled just short of 1,000 miles from Tuscany to Gatwick in a fraction over 90 minutes. Our travel time, by car,
Gatwick and Horses and Mullets?
We’re in the departure lounge at South Terminal, it’s such a familiar place that I have my favourite seat at Costa. I am sad, it’s
Literary bullying. Stop it now
It is a given to anyone with half a brain that American author Dan Brown cannot write. Even the most basic rules of English literature
It is Sunday morning
10.15 We really should get dressed. Instead we are watching Friday evening’s Daren Darren Deren Derren Brown show, the one where he mass-hypnotised his TV
So I’m awake
The laptop, you’ll no doubt be pleased to hear, not only survived yesterday’s open heart surgery, it’s out of bed, doing press-ups and power-lifting the
Random thoughts while grappling my laptop to death
I’m unpicking a laptop problem that’s been around for a little while but has decided to make itself big, bad and painful. It comes not
Something for the weekend, sir?
Hairdressers. Barbers. Places where a chap can get ones hair shortened and not have the wallet lightened by too much Usually I get ‘done’ by
On why people are sometimes not a good idea (2)
Soph was away on christening duties yesterday and although it was a tough call, after much mental wrestling I decided to take K to Blenheim
I’ve been reading the Daily Mail again (1)
Yes I know. I’m sorry. I really should stop. But… Rowan Pelling’s Sex Advice Column (and does anyone else have a really good laugh at
On why people are sometimes not a good idea (1)
My gold credit card was cloned last week. The utter bastards who did it have tried to rip me/the credit card company off to the
El fin de semana
Here we are, halfway through the weekend (because you knew what el fin de semana meant, right?) and it’s already time to sit down and
There are more questions than answers
I’ve been for a walk around the green – to give myself that ‘break’ from staring at the monitor that one is supposed to have.
So here’s the plan for the week…
Mon: Write an album review for a media magazine/website Tue: Get Vin up to Leicestershire and back for an appointment with the equine physiotherapist Wed:
Ranty podcast
With no apology whatsoever, this week’s podcast seems to feature two heartfelt rants: 1. Children on aircraft, 2. Foreigners driving cars, yet being unable to
The highs and lows of a family trip
Since I arrived in Andalusia on my quest to spend some quality time with Daughter I’ve moved from sea level to 3,468 metres, spending most