The most realistic story ever told.
In Soho, the walls have noses.
I’d heard a few times from cab drivers and London trivia goons about there being a nose in Admiralty Arch, and that – for example – as part of The Knowledge exams that cab drivers take they’re told to drive from somewhere like “The chimney on the bridge to the nose”… which you wouldn’t be able to do unless you had a particular level of insider information, or were unusually observant.
Stories about the origins of this nose seem to vary wildly, from being a spare …
One minute is calibrated in length by the number of oscillations a Caesium atom makes at a laboratory in France somewhere*.
However, the subjective length of a minute is different to:
– a person waiting a minute for their train to arrive (slightly slower than a standard minute).
– a person on a train which has stopped at a signal and will be on the move in a minute (approximately 2 minutes 30 seconds).
– a person whose train leaves in a minute, who isn’t yet at their train station (vastly …
OK, so, what’s the deal with straight razor shaves?
If I had 5p for every bridegroom who excitedly told me that on the morning of the wedding, the groom’s party were getting a wet shave from a barber, I’d have… well, about 30p. But this isn’t about the money.
I’m just trying to work out the utility value of this archaic practice. It occurred to me the other day. Yes, I WAS getting a straight razor shave at the time, if you must know. No, I wasn’t about to get married.
Having had …
As begun last year (and, even slightly MORE delayed than last year), I thought an ideal blog topic was a list of the films that I watched over the last 12 months, and a brief description of each (in the ongoing quest to try to write a blogpost of under 800 words)…
The Ghost Writer – Ewan McGregor gets brought in to write an ex-PM’s memoirs, and uncovers stuff that puts his life in danger. I don’t recall this being too irritating, although now I try to think of what happened …
Ordinarily I’d eschew the “Parish Newsletter” format – however the simple fact is I’ve done bugger all in the way of blogging this year, and it’s certainly not been due to any lack of activity at this end! The dearth of electronic reportage has been, in part, brought on by my lack of available spare time – let it never be said that there’s any shortage of things to do in London!
Week in Scotland
We got the year off to a brilliant start with a holiday in one of the less …
So, I had this really weird dream last night (come to think of it, we also had late-night sausage & cheese sandwiches! THE CORRELATION IS PRESENT!), where the Earth was starting to run really low on habitable space. A technology had been developed so that people could choose to live underwater if they wanted, and to do so you’d go have a procedure done where you had the DNA of a dugong added to your own.
In the dream, a really good friend of mine had it done, and she wanted …
Since moving from Adelaide to London in 2004, Jason B. Standing has totally embraced his passions of travelling, going to live music & comedy gigs, appreciating ludicrously expensive whisky, and t-shirts. Mmmmm… t-shirts… Professionally he’s in the software development business, and he occupies his spare time doing pretty much anything that comes up in conversation & looks interesting. See within for further info. He is really impressed by people who do science.
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