Sunny winter’s day
I spent most of today on the 24th floor of a not routine office building. The unbelievable quality of the light, the height and the
My head is sometimes an odd place
Last night’s dream… So Vin and I were showjumping. In the kitchen.
Celebrity Big Brother
I am sinning. I am sitting next to The Soph watching Celebrity Big Brother. I’m sorry but there it is. I’m addicted. I can’t help
Eric is… Bananaman!
What the f_ are you listening to, Jones? … asks my charming bride, as the unmistakeable signature tune to the eponymous ’80s children’s television series
Ships of the desert
Just for Gumpher. 🙂
And he did say in a tired voice
Stone me, it’s ten past midnight and we’re still up? I guess our body clocks must be on holiday time, but the inescapable fact is
Theme update
Hiyer! 🙂 Thanks for the comments on the theme, folks! There’s been a very minor amount of conversation about the Vista-esque feel and one comment
A horse for one bin (again)
Bugger off Scott Mills and take your catchy soundbites that insinuate their way in to my consciousness with you. By the way, have you noticed
Some random scenes
So I’ve finally got my arse in to gear and sorted out just a few random snaps from the holiday so far: This traffic policeman
Well obviously
I know we’re in the sub-Sahara zone and all that but stone me it’s hot today. 28c here is more like 32/34c in Spain. Something
And there won’t be snow in Africa this Christmas
I was going to do a comedy rant about BandAid getting it so wrong and that the next time you hear Feed The World you
Hardening the arteries
We have just returned to the hotel. Four hours ago we walked in to the centre of ‘old Marrakech’ (much to the annoyance of everyone
Merry Christmas old Savings and Loan!
It’s now Christmas Day and quiet in this house Nothing is stirring, not even a mouse The kettle is on and Brennig makes tea He’ll
Wha’ te fu’?
To quote Billy Connolly! I put a new theme in place and did the usual install gubbins correctly and it looked excellent. Except my blogroll
It’s behind you!
That pillar of journalistic integrity The Daily Fail Mail has published an insightful piece of seasonal editorial concerning one of the regular ‘hot topics’ that
So this is Christmas
And so with the advent of Christmas Eve, the festive season is just about truly upon us. I’ve been scouting around my favourite blogs and
Survivors, BBC1
Thanks God it’s over! What a complete and utter bunch of useless tosspots this distinctly average drama has served up for the viewer, week after
10 meters, 10 meters and 10 meters again
Flatwork schooling in the all-weather 20×60 outdoor Vin and I put each other through our paces today. I’m determined to get him working in to
Another fun day!
Today I have Christmas presents to wrap. But I am a simple, hamfisted male whose fingers and hands do not permit him to perform delicate
Pride? Fall? No way!
I have just had a text from Soph which seems to imply, in a good-natured kind of way, that the collective noun for a group
More excitement!
The garage has called; I can go and pick up the car! I can’t sit around here all day passing time with you – as
The postman has been!
Woot! Such excitement. I put down my Porkless Pork Pie and Branston pickle and welcome the weary traveller. He declines my offer of a warm
Scorching!
I am on fire! Yessiree. I’m as hot as a hot thing from the hottest place you could imagine with your arse stuck in a
It’s starting already
Umm… Where was I? Oh yeah, it’s starting already. I’m losing track of time. And other things. Because my routine is shot to bits. It’s
Advertising sux
‘The stars reveal the secrets of their hair care colour‘ says the advert for hair colour products. What? FFS! Which planet do the people who
Blindsided
Relationships; I’m beginning to think that they’re never quite what I think them to be. I must be flawed. Or have flawed ‘Relationship Vision’. I’ve
itz snot ri, ri?
The cute blonde girl opposite me sat down, fished out her mobile and called her friend Shaz. It was a conversation almost devoid of any
This is completely effing ridiculous
[checks watch] Now hear this. It’s 22.35, right? And I’m on the A40 in Park Royal, (slightly north-) west London, right? And I’m not going
A hand job for busy people?
A couple of minutes ago I passed a sign at the side of the road (A40, Shepherd’s Bush) that was advertising ‘Hand Job while You