in case it rings bells, the title is a misquote of the cuttingly clever lyric ‘There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face’
Year: 2009
Turnout, weather and lunch
Tom’s first day of turnout after more than three weeks of ‘confinement’; things were fraught! By 7am we were schooling in the indoor arena. An
Urging gently
I have the urge to write – creatively – but I’m not sure I have the patience to do it properly at the moment and
Looking forward to it!
The 2010 Eventing Season is really close – given that the Entry date for competitions are so far in advance of each actual One Day
Honey and murder for your ears
The Christmas Eve show brings our listeners five totally excellent tracks, much wide-ranging and very varied conversation that includes: The Cheese Game taking an unusual
Don’t look back in anger
It’s that time of the year when my mind slips itself off the lead and bounds along the snow-covered, hedgerow-lined fields of memories, like a
Meet the family
Just don’t ask why I seem to assume such a weird voice when I talk to them…
Twitter Etiquette – my 2010 will be…
… slightly different… I love Twitter. No, really. I am a massive fan of the microblogging service. I like the brevity of 140 characters. I
Dumped on my arse (sortov)
Yeah, it’s time for an equine catch-up… Vin… Vin’s reported lameness is puzzling. I put him on two sachets of ‘Bute for the first feed,
Time for bed, said the Zeb cat
OK, when I start talking hippie-speak it’s definitely past my bedtime. I have been working my way through a stack of programme/project documentation for the
Indie goodness, straight to your ears!
This week’s podcast treads new ground, and it’s worth listening to for that alone! Four guests join the show; talented indie-foursome inLight come in to
It’s Thursday but it feels like
… Friday. I don’t know why. It just seems to have been a six day week already, and it’s not even F-F-F-Friday yet. I had
The antidote to X-Factor
Here is 8m 27s of better quality entertainment than two nights of ITV gave us on Saturday and Sunday: Thanks to Matt Edmondson
How green is my valley?
I’m going to begin with the blindingly obvious statement: I am not an environmental scientist. What I know about global warming climate change I get
Trying to be clever with audio. Probably failing
I have to create a sound-bed (a piece of backing music) for a scripted narration. The narration hasn’t been recorded yet, but reading through the
Peaches Geldoff – she speaks!
Do you remember that classic moment of history when, during one of the earliest airings of the new technology that delivered ‘talking movies’ to the
A time-wasting conversation
Get bloody going! I can’t. Why not? I’ve got a bone in my leg. And look at my arm. See? It does that when I
Offensively excellent!
There are now 44 minutes of Old Biddie-offending musical podcast fun roaming the internet. This week we include these talkie bits: * The Cheese Game,
Easing that stiffness
I went to the osteopath yesterday morning, just for a check-up. It’s been about ten years since I last had such a check. At the
Pushing some boundaries
So, this weekend’s podcast has been recorded and released and is now, even as you read these words, roaming around the internet offending old biddies
Does anyone else ever feel like this?
Hi. It’s me. Bren. And no, I haven’t been to the bank yet. But I will go, honest. I’ve got stuff to do. T-Shirts that
Quick equine update
Today is the last day of Tom’s antibiotics. Hooray! I hate giving injections to horses, their skin is so thick and they’re so heavily muscled
Off site parking at Heathrow? A cautionary tale
It is said that there is nothing like a personal recommendation and this, my friends, is nothing like a personal recommendation… You know how it
Feet back on the ground
It seems as though we’ve barely had time to breathe since the middle of last week. There was the disappointing New Moon midnight viewing, the
What would Littlejohn do?
That I’m flying to Munich in just a few hours time is purely coincidental. Thanks to Blonde for educating me about this work of Daily
Busy spell
I have to be in west London for an 09.00 meeting tomorrow (Thursday). Should be back at the yard by mid-afternoon for equine duties. By
Boing, Boing!
So we didn’t go to the hunter trial, the amount of rain we’ve had in the last four days made the going too soft for
I knew Sting was a twat!
Craig Murray puts some facts and asks some very interesting questions
Blowin’ in the wind
I swear the noise that woke me at 03.45 sounded exactly like a cat being blown off the roof… The weather is a factor in
Even television history repeats itself
I accidentally stumbled on this quote last night: ‘[This act] does not deserve to still be on stage. Their continued presence in the competition is
What the…?
As I’m WIDE AWAKE at 03.15 for the second morning on the trot, and I’m fast losing the enthusiasm for editing audio at this time
Competition results
As promised, the winners of the T-Shirt giveaway (in order of close proximity to the target of blog visitors up until 22.00 last night) are:
Social Networking issues (of a minor kind) and Pink Floyd
Once upon a time I could hide certain bits of information that I really didn’t want promoted. I was content, like, I suspect, many other
Competition time!
The three people to guess the closest to the number of visits that this blog has had today (from 00.01 GMT – 22.00 GMT) will
Music stuff and a weather report
Other (non equine) things going on hereabouts: I’ve just finished writing a review of ‘Devotion Implosion’, an album by Gliss. I have to write a
Vegemite & Toast, Gurgles, Horses and Halloween
It is 08.30 Saturday morning and the Joneses are abed, but not asleep. Soph is watching BBC News whilst eating Vegemite on Toast; Bren is
Do unto others?
I worry about Soph. Or, more accurately, I worry about how The Great British Public treat Soph in her workplace. To me it seems wrong
Oxford cyclists
Oxford cyclists. Aren’t they amazing? Last night as we drove in to town – in the pitch black and the pouring rain – we encountered
You. Fat. Bastard
This is going to make me unpopular. That’s a cross I can bear for speaking my mind. One person – just one person – has
Don’t jay-walk in Russia!
This very disturbing CCTV capture comes from the Russian city of Perm (no dear, it’s not a hair style). It shows what we’ve all done,
My Weekend
By Brennig, aged 12-1/2 Where the hell did it go? One minute it was Friday night and Soph and I were sitting in front of
It’s behind you!
Well, no. Actually it’s in your ears if you already listen to the internet entertainment phenomen fenomen phenomenonen phenomenon sweeping the world, that is also
It’s all about the humour
We have a dog and we love dressing him up in ridiculous things. We also love bending him in to all sorts of strange contortions
You are what you listen to?
This is a bit of a tease… As I’ve been sitting here working away for the last couple of hours I’ve also been listening to
A reverse view
There’s a story in today’s Sunday Express that begins: ‘The kidnapper of Madeleine McCann drugged her and her twin brother and sister so they would