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Review of The Prodigy at Wembley Arena: Quite good. Slightly more informative review: Given that going to see an electronic rock/breakbeats act warrants more than a series of complaints about the length of the queue to get in, it seemed relevant to at least remark on the fact it ever took place. Housemate James &…
Whilst in the seemingly endless queue tonight at Wembley Arena tonight for The Prodigy (I shit you not – it was 1h 07m from the point we joined the line outside the venue until we were actually standing inside the venue, by which point we’d missed Dizzee Rascal. Narrow escape there then…), we spied one…
Following my most recent blog entry on the topic of ludicrous shaving equipment, I was quite pleasantly surprised to get a blog comment from someone at King of Shaves – in fact, not just someone there… it was from the founder, Will King. Great blog, really enjoyed reading it – and delighted you’ve eschewed the…
Just a really quick one (to save you having to read another 1700+ word rant on ill-informed bollards) – SCIENTISTS have proven that bacon sandwiches help you get over hangovers. Like, with molecules, and stuff. The story, from The Telegraph, appears to be mostly a slight variation on an almost identical story from a couple…
Leaving aside momentarily the whole issue of me being a mavericky fugitive type for taking a photograph in the Underground*: the other day whilst waiting for the usual 3 or 4 minutes until the next train (I love this town!) I spied this particularly unctuous poster, which I hadn’t seen before. For the benefit of…
Silly fundraisers are yet another one of the things in my ever-growing list of things to be cynical about, however that’s not to say I don’t support my friends when they get involved in them. Recently my learned colleague, expert photogtapher Matt Carty (disclaimer: I have seen photographs he’s taken of experts in the past)…
I suspect I need to be careful how I go about phrasing this, so as a preamble – if you could endeavour to interpret this post mainly as bewildered head scratching and attempting to come to grips with something I’m just not getting the hang of, rather than an outraged “I can’t believe it, what…
Methinks I’ve just been hosed in a game of Facebook Scrabble… errm, sorry, LEXULOUS. I’m all for winning word games using words that sound a bit unlikely, or are a bit on the bizarre side. You can typically tell these ones because you get an exchange which includes the phrase “it’s a type of”, e.g….
OK, so for this post to be interesting, you’d probably have to be familiar with Facebook, and Twitter. Cos we’re so Web 2.0 here at Humpy Towers. And I’m going to assume that you are too. Facebook has just introduced a new layout, and judging by peoples’ recent comments (where “people” == “my Facebook friends”)…
On Saturday afternoon (about a month ago now) when Housemate James & I returned from our mission to Essex, we got into Liverpool Street Station and thought, “We’re in no particular hurry – lets wander about and have a look at some of the buildings in The City, for a change”. So we did. It’s…