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Incredible: 10 minutes of sunshine on a Friday and this is what you get. It’s impossible to tell whether there’s been a fire drill, or if people have just bunked off early for a pint. Good job I’m still beavering away in the office in a dedicated way. At blogging, I guess.
I’ve hinted in prior blogs about being an avid reader (and subscriber) of the great British magazine, Viz. One of the things that appeals most to me is the outright stupidity inherent in a lot of the material in it. The “Top Tips” is always a favourite, however I’m a massive fan of “Letterbocks”. It’s…
Bugger. Just found out from Dad that our little dog Bojangles passed away this morning back in Adelaide: something to do with diabetic complications, which we didn’t realise he had. I was really looking forward to seeing him again at Christmas. Depressingly stupid animal, but a real little character, scamp & scoundrel nonetheless. We think…
Adelaidean superstar BKK & her sword-wielding boyfriend moved over to sunny London fairly recently (I say “recently” – I think they’ve been over about 6 months now, but then I’m still working on blog posts from that long ago too, so it’s all relative, innit?), and it’s been marvellous fun to have more people from…
My mathematics career (if you could even loosely call it that) was never likely to be stellar, I’m afraid. I muddled along OK for a while, taking in probability & basic calculus** pretty well, as well as imaginary numbers & matrix transformations. It got a little bit thicker in amongst trigonometric calculus, but I managed…
It just occurred to me that just over a week ago it was my 5 year anniversary of having moved over to London. As I was packing my suitcase it never occurred to me that I’d be organising 170 men to Morris dance in central London. Ain’t life grand.
The ever wise and relevant Rob piped up on Facebook the other day with the age old question, prompted by the statement: “Captain America is the weakest of the super heroes”. The more astute of you will notice that that doesn’t present a question at all, and you’d be right. The posing of the question…
Anyone looking at maximising their relaxation time and restorative sleep benefits would be well advised not to volunteer to arrange a day of morris dancing for 170 blokes from around the country for the centre of London. It certainly cuts into one’s blogging time. And that seems like a nice segue into mentioning that this…