I couldn’t just delete them all, could I? Thank you for my sandwiches. They were lovely! Xxx I did the ironing! Wow, I rock! Managed
Year: 2007
Out to dinner (and other meals)
Saturday: Breakfast in bed with The Lovely S followed by an episode of Buffy then a frantic scrabble to get dressed and out of the
A103 TMA03
The wheel clicks one part-revolution onwards… Things start to change with the next module. Both the answer paradigm and question structure begin to open up.
Playing catch-up
Hours, not, day, enough, the, in. Rearrange these words in to a well-known phrase or saying. Work is annoying. Things come in productivity cycles –
The kindness of almost strangers
This is what I like about people. This is the goodness that is within us all. There’s a guy at work – well, there’s a
Chav eavesdropping
Parental advisory warning: obfuscated rude words ahead Lunchtime today, yours truly standing in line to pay for a few trinkets bought at a branch of
Smugness is not good or clever
I hate smug gits. You know the ones? Sit there, with their ‘I know something that you don’t’ smirks and their ‘holier than thou’ smug
Not dead yet
Not for a very long time either! The Monty Python West End musical ‘Spamalot’ features a sketch based on the original Monty Python TV sketch
I thought I was going to die today
To get from the point of normal healthiness last night via the terrible pain and sickness starting just before 01.00 – to where the indescribably
Sex – getting an education
This post comes to you courtesy of this post over at my friend Genevieve’s place. So if you don’t like it, go blame her. Not
The difference between the public and private sectors
In the public sector one walks in to the Gents and does one’s business to the accompanying sounds of newspapers being turned from inside Traps 1,
A Lion lost
RIP Ray Gravell, formerly of Llanelli RFC, a victorious Wales and of course the British Lions. It was a joy to watch you play; stylish,
The longest day
Yesterday we: * left the house at 05.30 * arrived at my place of work at 06.45 * left the workplace at 18.50 * arrived
When in Rome
An email flutters in from the University of Open. It asks if I fancy a November weekend in Rome studying things Roman and erm stuff?
You know you’re cracking up when
You come downstairs to make a cup of tea, you fill the kettle and… … put the kettle in the microwave. Danger Will Robinson, danger!
Web designer wanted (pimp up my webspace)
I’m thinking of revamping my ‘proper’ website (as opposed to this very improper place, 🙂 ) because it looks a little… tired. Does anyone know
Great Tits!
A pair of them (natch). In the garden, hopping about on top of the garden shed. Aren’t they supposed to be in Africa or somewhere
Holding out for a hero
Heroes: just in case you’ve avoided the programme thus far and don’t know the plot… The story revolves around the regenerative powers of the world’s
Christmas is coming, the geese are getting geriatric
There is a garden centre (aha, gotcha! You didn’t see this one coming did you?) on the outskirts of Droitwich that tells everyone – via
Sometimes I’m not good company
Right now being one of those times. There are two sides to every story and here’s my side. If you divided this evening up in
I didn’t watch the rugby
I don’t care who won. I didn’t watch the grand prix (though I am slightly disappointed Lewis Hamilton failed to rub Alonso’s face in it).
A day of equine-ness
The three of us (Big Vin in the back, mummy and daddy in the front) set off for Allenshill this morning. Vin and I were
Headline news
There is a story in today’s Daily Mail online that gives us – in length at least – a most un-tabloid headline: eighteen words long.
The new intelligence test for drivers
It’s just been announced that car drivers are to be tested on their IQ… And the result will then be divided by the number of
Nobody learning anything here
Move along folks, there’s nothing to see here and nothing to learn. Kevin Reynolds, the 44-year-old man who punched Sir Alex Ferguson (love him, hate
Jobs for the yobs!
Driving home this evening it came to me, the solution to three of our problems. 1. Police Community Support Officers (aka Blunkett’s Bobbies) are clearly
Brilliance shining
Still not blogging. Still not getting Facebook either. But if you can, flip down and click on this musical delight. Bobby McFerrin meets Enrique Iglesias
Setting the record straight
I don’t much feel like blogging at the moment but I feel a compulsion to get the truth about something aired… My wife has been
Decisions of life and death
This afternoon, Saturday 13th October 2007 I’m feeling very melancholy. No other word seems to fit; not adequately describe the sense of… Sense of loss,
Some are born great, some achieve greatness
and others just muddle their way through life, knocking over bicycles as they go My blogging awards from Mya have finally arrived. I blame their
The ghost of Christmas presents
No, this isn’t a Christmas post, I know it’s only October. It’s a post about random gifts that just happen to have been given at
The wrong name, Orson!
The group Orson have given their new single the unfortunate name: ‘Ain’t no Party’. Don’t they know that whenever anyone in the UK hears the
Vicky on Fridays early breakfast, BBC Radio 1
The BBC ‘powers that be’ have given us this talentless, bland, vapid, uninspiring, boring, tedious, mind-numbing, airhead who is only capable of talking in soundbites
Notice to HGV drivers
There is a fundamental rule that you all seem to be ignoring. The rule is enshrined in the Road Traffic Act. Supplementary information can be
Another piece of tedious pop trivia
The former bass player for Lloyd Cole and the Commotions is now the Golfing correspondent for The Guardian newspaper. Humour me, there won’t be much
Poptastic trivia!
Humour me, I’m not feeling well… Scritti Politti’s excellent track: ‘Oh Patty (Don’t Feel Sorry for Loverboy)’ features a truly amazing piece of trumpet virtuosity.
Mapping the genome (stupidity sectors)
OMG, he’s doing ‘driving’ again… I’ve lived in a bunch of other countries, yet it’s only in the UK (in general) and England and Wales
Calling Open University students
We know you’re bright, you know you’re competitive. You’ve also probably experienced a little of life, you might have been around a little, you may well have
After the Fire
Look, I really don’t know why I’m being random with my blog titles tonight; it’s a Neil Young track FFS… So I’m on the move
You are in a classroom
Cue: Twilight Zone music It isn’t any normal kind of classroom. It’s full of ghosts, the spirits of students past. The radiator clicks and buzzes
A103 update
Well there’s news and there’s not news, in a peculiarly ‘messed up’ kind of way. The big development is that I’ve switched tutor groups. The sole