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Went & saw U2 on Friday night (the other week… 14th, I think it was) out at the London Cathedral to Football: Wembley Stadium. I’d never been to a U2 gig before. I think it’s fair to say that it was massively frigging impressive. They’re not a band that I’ve ever been fanatical about, however…
We went to Paris in May. “We” is the trio of Bruce, Ange & myself. We didn’t all start in the same place – I started in London, and Bruce & Ange started in Agen, the part of the south of France where they live. I got to Paris before they did, so I had…
Having super powers is just the best thing ever. Well, it would be, I guess. I’m told that I possess the actual super power of being able to innately introduce complication to journeys, and I’ve always suspected I’ve got some kind of time dilation field following me around… but for the sake of this week’s…
nd to accompany the narrowing down of a broad topic into a selection of the top 10, the caveats come rolling. In this case, “gig” means a performance by a singer or band, and excludes comedy shows or musicals. Not that you’d really call musicals “gigs”. These aren’t in order of preference, incidentally – it…
The great air-movement debacle continues (as expected), but following some A-class verbal punishment by Cath, the building folk agreed to provide us with a proper portable air conditioner (rather than the indoor sprinkler they’d previously furnished us with). They couldn’t promise when it would arrive – perhaps the next day, or the day after that…
Just got a call from Housemate James with some routine stuff, including following up on his question yesterday of why there hadn’t been any post for him. Apparently he’s ordered about 18 things, and was expecting them over the weekend. The worst-case scenario is of course to get one of the red “while you were…
2 phrases that thoroughly get my lexicographical hackles / heckles / feckles / schmeckles up (ignoring for a minute my favourite dead horse, the word “sorry”), are the following: “Deeply”: the problem with rampantly overenthusing or overgravatising things is that when you go to actually express what you’re feeling you suddenly feel like you’re not…
Office airconditioner’s knackered. Ordinarily I’m not one to be worried about such things (unlike some of my co-workers, who regard 16 degrees as “a heatwave”), however it’s presently got 2 particularly useless options. You can either get it to dispense warm air, or it’ll put out hot air. We rang the building maintenance people last…
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! After several days of failed attempts to psyche myself up to ask Mystery Sandwich Girl out for a drink, I decided that today was going to be the day, dammit. A real “GO BACK IN THERE, ARTHUR PEWTEY” moment. All week something’s been not quite right, like there was a big queue of people…
T-shirts kick ass. I love them. I have several. Here are my ten current favourites. Am not 100% convinced about the order, but it’s a decent approximation. 1. It’s a real shame that torsopants.com didn’t pull through and got absorbed into it’s much ruder mothership, tshirthell.com. I mean, they still make funny shirts, but one…