This whole “hankywaving” malarkey – what’s all that about?
Recently somebody asked me how I got into morris dancing. Well, I recognise a decent opportunity for a blog post when I see one…
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Hello Possums!
Yet another one of those rare opportunities that crop up as a result of living here: on Tuesday night Paul, HC & I were fortunate enough to attend “The Last Night Of The Poms” at the Royal Albert Hall – a concert featuring the Royal Philharmonic Concert Orchestra, and starring Housewife Gigastar Dame Edna Everage,…
Top Ten Tuesday: Whisky
When I say “whisky” (for anyone not 100% clear on this), I mean Single Malt Scotch Whisky – not Bourbon, or Irish whiskey, or blended whiskey, or any of the other things that go by a similar name. Whisky is something which has brought me many new experiences ever since first tasting it in around…
Expensive planks, swearing, passport fraud, and taxi slap (whatever that is)
September? Yeah, that seems like an appropriate time to write about what we did in January! It was bloody good fun though, as snowboarding always is. This time, off in the frozen north of Sweden, in the town of Åre. Whilst only about half way up the landmass of Sweden, it’s definitely the furthest north…
You have absolutely got to be shitting me, Windows…
Does anyone want to read a richly rewarding tale of PC-related joy? Huh? If you’re at all involved in programming or spending long periods working with Windows then it might just make you swear a little bit less than normal once you’ve read it…
Although probably not.
Are you trying to tell me Jesus Christ can’t hit a curveball?
Was making a coffee in the kitchen at work just now, and for some reason the following sentence popped into my head: You put snot on the ball? Stopped me dead in my tracks, that did. What relevance does that have to anything? After a moment’s pause, it occurred to me that it was a…
My baby’s travellin’ on the one after September 8th
That’s a bad Beatles paraphrase. Seemed relevant to mention The Beatles at the minute, seeing as everyone else is. As I understand it the hype’s been whipped up surrounding the release of 2 “new” products: the Beatles Rock Band console game, and a remastered £180 14-album CD box set. Not owning a games console (or…
Mmm… Contrasty…
Hello Dolly isn’t typically the kind of musical I’d embrace, in my jaded old age – written in the 1960s, it very much embodies the fanciful & superficially wholesome stereotypical thing which kinda irritates me about the entire genre. You know what I’m talking about. As soon as the curtain goes up the scene gets…
Top Ten Tuesday: Albums
Tricky, this one – many people would argue that one’s top ten albums are one of the most important and revealing lists a person can publicly make. I’ve always maintained that in my hypothetical Desert Island Discs list, I’d take 5 copies of Dark Side Of The Moon just in case one or two of…
Lookie likey
A comment on my previous post (from Wurst, who I gather breezed in from Stonch’s Beer Blog) brought up the turbulent topic of celebrity lookalike-ness. He asserted that I looked like “a cross between Jaz Coleman and that singer who was in that show with an American guy from the Mighty Boosh!”. Thankfully, Wikipedia was…