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
Another career wobbles off the rails
Dannii Minogue, one of the panel of four judges on the British television ‘reality’ talent show X-Factor, had an unfortunate lapse of intelligence this evening.
New podcast roaming the internet!
Run for the hills! A new This Reality Podcast has been released and is marauding all over the internet. It’s entertainment Jim, but not as
Horses and courses (again)
Apologies for the overly-equine flavour of this blog lately, normal service will be resumed soon Because you would, right? You would pick up a horse
Hey teacher, leave them kids alone
Twenty-two percent of primary teachers Can name no poets at all. Not Keats or Yeats or Wordsworth Or even Fanshawe or Hall. More than half
More pony news
09.15, phone call from the yard. ‘You are not going to believe what your horse’ (I just knew that Sammi was talking about Tom) ‘has
Tom. Tom tom. Tom tom tom. Tom tom tom tom.
It’s still early days at pony central. Tom’s first full day on the yard was yesterday (Tuesday) but it wasn’t a typical day; he was
Bushed and Bad Writing
Hi. How you doin’? I’m fine thanks. Tired (yeah, I know I look it), but fine. New? Oh, you know. The same old same old.
Vampires a plenty
In this week’s podcast – which is too full of high quality entertainment to itemise everything! – you’ll unearth much information about last week’s visit
Sixes and sevens
I thought that around 09.00 I was going to get a text from Hayley who would tell me precisely what time mid-morning and where in
New kid on the block
After a lot of negotiations, Highland King (aka Tom) will be joining Dubious Deal (aka Vin) early next week. For interested folk, Tom is a
Lying by omission
When estate agents Geering and Colyer listed an advertisement for ‘an exceptional fisherman’s cottage’ in Kent, you really would have thought that the estate agency
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