On our recent voyage around parts of Germany, Austria, Switzerland & Liechtenstein, K & I were quite pleased at the ease with which we negotiated rail travel. Everything was timely and spacious, and for the most part well connected (excepting
Cheeky idea
I wouldn’t call myself exactly up with the bleeding edge of the Web 2.0 thing, but I have the occasional dabble to see what’s going on out there in the big wide world. Interesting that, amid all the economic turmoil
Jingle jingle, etc.
A quick blog while I hurtle north on a train for a few days of festive rest & snuggling up – I hope everyone’s able to spend this time of year with the people that they love & care for.
Makes I laaaaff!
Hello from Bristol, where I’m enjoying a relaxed weekend of catching up with former housemate & shoe purveyor extraordinaire, the lovely Charlie. She’s once again demonstrated her amazing talents of assimilating local knowledge by taking me to a stonkingly good
Das ist die ganze sache
There was a parcel for me in building reception yesterday. I wasn’t sure what it might be, cos I haven’t ordered anything in a while so far as memory serves. The desk-lady reached under the desk and produced a box,
Awwwwwwwwwwwww!
Recently on BoingBoing (an excellent blog I read on a regular basis) there was a story featured which really reached out to me – in Caledon, Ontario lives a little boy named Sam Spiteri. Sam’s 3 years old, and has
Mappular amusement
During our 5 day self-guided wander around various parts of Europe, K & I thought that it might be fun to do the obligatory visit to a place with a rude name. It was a bit of an afterthought, admittedly,
I love it when a wardrobe comes together.
Ebay is (arguably, was) the most brilliant thing ever. Providing a global boundaryless marketplace where you can drift around looking for the most unlikely stuff… quite what prompts me to look for half of this shite, I couldn’t tell you
Damn, that boy can play!
Completing a Scandinavian triple-play on jasonbstanding.com I thought I’d share this little gem (yes, it’s a lot of blogging for one day, but that Copenhagen epic has been obstructing the flow in here for a couple of weeks): as many
You only have to set fire to ONE goat…
As festive season closes in around us, it’s worth mentioning my favourite civic fixture of the Scandinavian winter calendar – Sweden’s Gävle goat. As the name suggests, it’s a giant goat, and it’s built (this is the cunning part) in