It’s been a hell of a day but before I fall in to bed and wait for Soph to (eventually) return from the ramparts of
Category: Stuff
There is a light that will never go out
[beware the google traps] Do you remember that an uninsured driver recently hit my car with three aluminium ladders when they were swept off the
Meanwhile, back at pony central…
Vin (who has managed to tug off one of his shoes as a sign of protest) has a new friend. Due to one of those
Why UPS sucks more than a Big Sucky Thing
Today, ladies and gentlemen, we’re going to talk about the functional requirements of websites – but we’re going to look at them from the perspective
Before I go to bed
I just need to get a few things off my chest. 1. The BBC headline ‘West Bromwich in debt deal talks‘. Why couldn’t the BBC
Working from home
Many people have offered their thoughts on today’s London Underground (aka, The Tube) strike. Here’s my own look at this particular aspect of the world
Too much hyperbole is a Very Bad Thing
There’s a guy sitting opposite reading a book. I’ve just caught sight of the title: The Greatest Game Ever Played (Mark Frost). And the subject
Exotic food?
There’s a restaurant in Notting Hill called Tequilla Tex-Mex. And the special of the day in this fine American/Mexican eatery? Paella. 🙂
I wouldn’t be paranoid if they weren’t out to get me…
Someone somewhere is out to get me today. There is a tube strike in London. Whilst I have a fleeting pang of compassion towards my
There was a tap on the door
He’s a peculiar bloke, our plumber… Yes, I apologise for the old gag. Having eaten our tea we were about to sit and (her) watch
Have you seen it yet?
The brand new podcast website? http://thisrealitypodcast.com Keep an eye on it, there are going to be some give-away albums coming up soon. Please pass it
The Hardest Part of This is Leaving You
The annoying little bastard boy in the seat behind wants to die. Not a big deal as things go. I believe we should all have
Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 1
If music be the food of love, play on… This week’s podcast contains music from four exceptional Oxfordshire bands; very talented musicians who you should
A woman gets on the bus
no, not an incredibly sexist joke Victoria, the starting point of the homeward leg: The woman got on the bus and, in heavily-accented Eastern-European English
Why am I so knackered?
So today, Friday, I got up at 04.45 and did stuff and went to work and finished and came back to Oxfordshire and drove to
Getting felt
No, not a synonym for touching cotton So I was in the Westminster tube station at 12.59. There was more human traffic around than usual
This is weirdly random but…
I was just wondering how many folk hereabouts hang out within striking distance of Hyde Park? Because… In my head this morning is the weirdly
What Twitter needs…
A user-defined filter which filters on the server not in the client. Genius!
A funny thing happened on the way to the office
Warning: there may be instances of severe bad language in this post. This post has been edited because some browsers couldn’t cope with the table
Con artist Fail
This email rolled in to my gmail account: You have been choosen By the Board of trustees of the UNITED NATIONS as a winner of
Not sinning today
Yesterday’s slip in to the fiery pit of hellfirefood could only have been drug-related. It was the sun (or something in it). The serotonin or
Sinning (slightly)
I know you’re busy and I’m sorry to take up a precious few seconds of your time with this – to you – trivial nonsense,
Equine news…
The upshot of my email to the vet is, unsurprisingly, a swift diagnosis that Vin is a photic headshaker; he has a sensitivity to light.
That was then, this is now
I am having the time of my life, and I should explain why I happen to be sitting here chuckling loudly whilst sharing secret glances
Blah blah blah blah
Whenever I see this kind of footer in an email: P Please consider the environment before printing this e-mail I usually think ‘Yeah, I’ve considered
The sound of embarrassed silence
I have a big, big, big rant about our boys in blue in the pipeline. I was going to uncork the rant today but Bulldog
KFC and halal food
So it’s been announced that KFC are trialing an all-halal menu. If successful (!) the menu will be rolled out nationally. I’ve got just one
I do not have Sars
Nor do I have Swine Flu (aka Pig Flu. Why did it become renamed from Pig to Swine?), Avian/Bird Flu, Dog Flu, Budgerigar Flu or
An email to Vin’s vet
Hi Folks, You look after my horse Dubious Deal (aka Vin or Big Vin); Vin has started headshaking and I need to speak with a
Slightly disconnected
Yes I’m tired. Yes we trogged in to Oxford and went to the ‘battle of the bands’ competition called The Next Big Thing at the O2. Yes it
Random thinking
This is frustrating and infuriating in equal measures and I really don’t know why it has happened. While I was having a cup of tea
A brief Spanish respite
I’m sitting on the couch in the house in Oxfordshire looking at photographs taken and listening to audio recorded while we were in Spain last
Weekending
Yesterday – Saturday – was fun. I spent most of the day judging at a Hunter Trial at Ascott-under-Wychwood. This meant sitting in a car
Dun travellin’
(for now, at least) We are back in the land of the very peculiar people. I say this because I am still getting many phone
More travels
So we’re back from Liverpool. Soph (bless her), has unpacked, shoved a load of washing on and is upstairs splashing around in the shower. I
Scouseland
We are in Liverpool. Our very nice hotel is on the waterfront next to the Liver Building. Last night, as we walked around the docks,
Room service
Hi there, said Soph. Can I order two hot chocolates for room 302 please? We really know the meaning of the rock’n’roll lifestyle, two top
Levelling off
This Reality podcast episode 60 is up and finally – finally – we’ve hit on the correct method of getting the levels and balances right
Speaking of shallowness
He said, breaking the Merseybeat theme that seemed to have somehow grown around the last few posts… Have I told you about my time down
The Air That I Breathe
After my Hillsborough post I received an email from a previously anonymous reader in Germany. Hello previously anonymous reader in Germany. In her email the
Ferry ‘cross the Mersey
This weekend I’m heading north from this corner of Oxfordshire to Liverpool. Woo! The plan is that I’m going to meet LizSara and Miss Smidge
It was twenty years ago today…
Let’s get one thing clear from the start. I detest football. It is, in my eyes, a game played by a professional class, the top