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
The Black Stuff
Does anyone know what it is that makes a good pint of Guinness? I guess it isn’t difficult to assess a bad pint, but what categorically puts a good one over a mediocre or even average one? The question’s prompted
Parisienne walkways. And big stacks-o-femurs.
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
Top Ten Tuesday: Super Powers
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
Top Ten Tuesday: Best gigs I’ve been to since 2000
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
Air-cooling update: FAIL!
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
Become a postman – it could open all sorts of doors
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.
Objectionable corners of the English language
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
In this office we obey the laws of thermodynamics!
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
And as the kitten of opportunity throws up on the sandwich of destiny, I see we’ve reached the end of the show…
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.