I’m sure there must be a way of connecting yesterday’s news story “London exodus as Australians return home for jobs and sun” with last week’s somewhat heavily hyperbolised headline, “Aussie sperm floods UK” (making it hyper-bollock, rather than hyperbolic). That’s
Sardineal freedom
Having elected to debark (?) the train at Royal Leamington Spa, I am pleased to announce a dramatic improvement in the anagram situation. Among hundreds of others, this place offers “A linty promo lasagne”. I could live here.
Cher les Bicyclettes de la Grande Vitesse
It’s hardly topical at this stage of the game, but in the last week of July Richie & I hopped on the train over to Paris to catch the last stage of the Tour de France. This may seem a
Organic beard excellence (for a change)
As I wandered up Victoria Street back to the office this afternoon, I discovered the trouble with simultaneously being at the tail-end stages of a horrible cold (with the running nose and the ever present sensation that you just might
I read the news today. Oh boy.
After getting a bit sick of reading about Iceland’s plummeting economic situation in the UK press, I thought I’d have a nose around the Australian newsfeeds for a bit to see what was afoot Down Under. Refreshingly, the headlines I
Unknown unknowns – are they worth knowing?
I was just going through my newsfeeds in Google Reader – which I periodically do – to prune them back to a manageable firehose of continuously new information. I’m subscribed to what I can only describe as a disturbing number
Mmm… Beer….
This project of writing up my Vegas trip is proving more difficult than I thought, so in the meantime, I’d like to document my enthusiasm and surprise for the particular part of south London I’ve spent the last 12 or
Behold, the vapours of supposed fiction coalesce and reveal their astonishing bounty!
So, I tend to quote a lot of British Comedy at people, right? By which I mean lines from TV shows and movies – stuff like Blackadder, Monty Python, Red Dwarf, The Young Ones, Bad News, etc. – as this
Zwicky Zwicky wild
I’m no great scientician, however I do find science interesting and I envy those who had the brain capacity to stick with it (my scientific academic career consisted of getting straight ‘A’s in chemistry right up to the point we
Your move, Mr D.
In response to my recent Facebook message from Mr J. Davis of Adelaide, South Australia: I’d like to suggest that there’s more than one form of victory available. Yep.