Monday 1 April 2002
Lots of work to do
Lots of work to do today. What are you up to today?
Headline on AOL news: “Queen
Headline on AOL news: “Queen Mother coffin at Windsor”. Yep, that’s what did her in, for sure.
Now we’re all curious.
Now we’re all curious.
This looks interesting.
This looks interesting.
Football: Lee Steele’s stoppage time
Football: Lee Steele’s stoppage time goal today not only propelled Brighton to the top of division 2, but also means that no matter what happens in the remaining three matches, the club are assured at least a place in the promotion play-offs. To be guaranteed promotion, Brighton need to win two of the remaining matches (a win and a draw might do it, but if Brentford win all theirs, we’d probably be third on goal difference).
Tuesday 2 April 2002
Sussex all-rounder, Umer Rashid, killed
Beer tonight with Paul F,
Beer tonight with Paul F, Aris, Arron and blonde Sally.
Sorry I’ve not had much to say today. I was extremely busy at work today, and this evening has been spent chilling out.
Top news: our very own
Top news: our very own dearly beloved Claudette is currently working on Spanish cable TV as the ex-pat weather girl! Scorchio!
Wednesday 3 April 2002
TFF: a splendid 63 points
TFF: a splendid 63 points as a result of my faith that Henry would score on his return, and my excellent transfer decisions last week. Total now 998.
Since the clocks went back
Since the clocks went back on Sunday and it is now officially British Summer Time, I thought I’d celebrate by having an evening in Priory Park with a paperback for a spot of peoplewatching.
The park is slowly beginning to show signs of spring – the cherry trees are laden with blossom, the chestnuts are beginning to unfurl their leaves, and the plants and trees in neighbouring gardens and Jubilee Park are looking good too. Three lads were kicking a football about, each wearing red replica shirts – one each of Arsenal, Man Utd and Liverpool. Kids were playing in the newly refurbished play area, on the brightly coloured swings, slides and climbing frames. Near my seat, a father was playing cricket with his two young sons, who had full sets of miniature cricketing whites. They were really good – the next Waugh brothers?
I’m looking forward to a long summer of sitting in the park. Needs to be a little warmer yet though – when the sun disappeared behind a low cloud, I got cold pretty quickly, so headed home.
Sign seen outside a butcher’s
Sign seen outside a butcher’s shop in Bognor yesterday:
Pet mince: 3kg for £1
Lock up your moggies.
Suede proofing spray: “do not
Suede proofing spray: “do not use in enclosed spaces”. hmm. Maybe I should have read that first. Traaa-la-la…
You are listening to Gilles
You are listening to Gilles Petersen on Radio 1, aren’t you?
Thursday 4 April 2002
Sorry I’m so quiet at
Sorry I’m so quiet at the moment. I’m working really hard, and I’m absolutely exhausted.
This wouldn’t be much use
This wouldn’t be much use in a British pub, where table service is virtually unheard of. And besides, the bar staff in my local know when I need a refill.
Quick! Head for the bunkers!
Quick! Head for the bunkers!
Two heads better than one?
OK. Own up. Who searched
OK. Own up. Who searched this site for "pictures of weasels having their nipples tweaked"? You need help.
Friday 5 April 2002
Genie Mobile have the most
Genie Mobile have the most irritating hold music on their phone switchboard. And a very long call queue. Tried three times this morning, waiting five minutes at least on each occasion.
It’s another beautiful day outside.
It’s another beautiful day outside. Make the most of it.
Hmm. A new look over
Hmm. A new look over at the cult. Very, um, refreshing. In a good way.
Saturday 6 April 2002
Beer tonight with Arron and
Beer tonight with Arron and Malcolm, with sightings of Cat (happy birthday!), Lizzie, Karen, Steve C, Dave, Gary, Ruth, Paul S and loads of other people.
Jeremy Hardy profiled. “They say
Jeremy Hardy profiled. “They say life begins at 40, but I think it just takes you 40 years to realise it’s already started.”
Good luck to Brighton today
Good luck to Brighton today – if they win, and Brentford either lose or draw, then they are guaranteed promotion to division one.
And talking of Brighton, I’m off there today with Sarah to see Neil, Emma and Kate.
For some reason, I started
For some reason, I started thinking about local children’s TV classic Hey Look, That’s Me this morning. For those who never got to see this gem when it was broadcast back in 1978 or thereabouts, it featured a bloke called Chris Harris (now vanished from the public eye) who (allegedly) cycled around the south of England towing a pink caravan behind his bike. This caravan carried his Aunt Doris (played by Harris in panto-quality drag) who spoke with a highly amusing faux-Hampshire accent, and who seemed to say little more than “oh no! oh no, young Christopher!” and waggle her head from side to side making amusing noises with her mouth (brlrlrlrlrlrlrr!).
Obviously, the bike and caravan were actually carried around in the back of some BBC van, but when you are seven, you expect to see Chris out on the streets with his bike and caravan, looking for young people with interesting stories (as I recall, he did a piece about our local cub scout pack because it had an unusually high number of brothers in it – yes, it was that exciting).
The question is, where is Chris now? And what happened to the caravan? Does he still have it? Is it in some BBC warehouse somewhere? Could the series be revived??
This from TV Cream:
REGIONAL COMEDIC perambulations hosted by Chris Harris which revolved round the travels in the South of England (the Blessed Country) of a bloke (Harris) on his bike, meeting people and seeing what stories they had to tell, etc. etc. George Lennan – “In about 1978 they held a go-cart derby, a downhill soapbox cart arrangement. The trailer-announcement thingy went ‘Hi, Chris Harris here, and do you know what? We’re holding a Hey Look Thats Me go-cart derby! Hmmm? We are!’ (he had THE most patronising manner, the brush headed cunt). Anyway I entered it in a home built classic Dennis the Menace style pram-wheels-on-a-crate affair but the event was won by some cocky little bastard who had a slick steel framed machine with a steering wheel and pneumatic tyres for fucks sake. His dad obviously made it. He took the trophy to the tears of all the genuine competitors like me. The following year they held it again, and I got my old man to build the coolest low slung formula one carty which he went on to win the mums and dads race in, the bastard. Best bit was when Chris Harris gave the old fella a bottle of Bolly which he was supposed to pop for the cameras. He put it in his pocket and walked off without saying a word. Oh no, the best bit was they had to abandon the event after that on police ‘advice’ due to several broken limbs and one lad landing in a coma after a vicious smash up. Happy days.” For convoluted comic effect (hopefully), Harris towed a small pink caravan behind the bike containing his Aunty Doris, who was played by Harris in drag. The Aunt’s voice sounded uncannily like that of Niggly Nelly, (wife of Nutty Noah). Matt Mullen – “Harris once filmed a bit in Lee on Solent, near where I lived at the time, and when broadcast claimed it was actually Bognor, 40 miles away, just to add some sort of credence to the story that he had cycled that ridiculous pink contraption all the way from Brighton to Bournemouth. Tosser. ” Good lord…
Sunday 7 April 2002
Excellent day yesterday in the
Excellent day yesterday in the company of Sarah, Kate, Neil and Emma in Brighton, featuring poking about shops (including fresh supplies from Lush), lunch at the Boardwalk, a stroll along the Esplanade, beer in two or three pubs, coffee in a cafe and cocktails in (strange to say) a cocktail bar (including pints of Long Beach Iced Tea – yum, but oooo my head!). John Pienaar, erstwhile BBC political journalist, was spotted in one bar in one of those what is his name?? moments.
Returned home, thoroughly inebriated, in time for last orders with Malcolm and Cat – where was everyone else?
As you probably know, the
As you probably know, the Queen Mother’s coffin is Lying in State (a term which seems to have acquired capital letters lately) in Westminster Hall. This morning, on the radio news, I heard interviews with people who were complaining that the Hall had been closed at 5am, when they had been queuing for four hours.
Get a grip! For goodness sake, who goes to see something like this at 1am?? It isn’t a bloody 24-hour supermarket!! It’s all just media-induced hype, if you ask me.
Noticed yesterday: McDonalds flags at half mast over their Brighton restaurant. I’m sure that QE the QM would have been touched by that.
Football: if Reading lose today,
Football: if Reading lose today, Brighton are guaranteed promotion. Brighton won yesterday, but so did Brentford. However, Brentford and Reading have to play each other.
Forgot to say that one
Forgot to say that one of the pubs we went in to yesterday had a gents with mirror tiled walls and a glitterball – fantastically camp! Must get a glitterball for my bathroom at home.
Football update: my maths is
Football update: my maths is pants as, due to Reading’s draw at Tranmere today, Brighton are now guaranteed promotion to Division One! Yaaay!
Considering that it isn’t so long ago that Brighton were at the business end of division three, it’s an amazing turnaround – and it will help Brighton’s case for a new ground at Falmer.
Related: Seagulls official website.
hmm. Blogger is being pants,
hmm. Blogger is being pants, and Easyspace doesn’t seem to be functioning fully either. So I’m finding it hard to update here, and you are probably finding it hard to view. Not a good combination.
There is something that I
There is something that I hope is going to work out this week. I really hope it does. I hope I’ve not pressured the situation too much. I hope that I’m being neither overly optimistic or overly pessimistic. I hope that the reality meets my best expectations.
And I hope that my Visit Venus CD that CDZone finally tracked down for me (kudos to them) arrives tomorrow.
Fingers crossed, eh?
Monday 8 April 2002
Someone found this site by
Well, as might be expected,
Well, as might be expected, my Visit Venus CD (Music for Space Tourists Vol. 1) is utterly brilliant, already reaching into my favourite all-time CD list (don’t ask what the others are). It’s a shame that their music is so hard to get hold of (unless you live in Germany) – CDZone managed to track mine down, after some time – and I’ve just set them the challenge of finding me two more.
So, BT is to upgrade
So, BT is to upgrade 100 more exchanges so that they are ADSL-enabled. Pity Yapton isn’t one of them. However, they are reviewing a further 500, so maybe we might yet get ADSL at work.
Jellied eels are the new
Jellied eels are the new rock and roll, apparently.
Tuesday 9 April 2002
A quick and very unscientific
A quick and very unscientific survey of shops in Chichester reveals that roughly a third will be closing between 10.30 and 1 as a mark of respect for the Queen Mum. Another third will be observing a two minute silence. The rest will not be doing anything.
Waitrose have gone completely overboard and will not be opening at all until 2pm. But prize for silliest tribute goes to Hansfords, an independent tailor – they have a sign in their window stating that they would “prefer to be closed today” but if you want to be served “just knock on the door”!
Trading as usual here at work today – we can’t afford to turn away custom.
hmm. This causes me great
hmm. This causes me great concern. I am considering what action is appropriate.
UPDATE: email has been flying back and forth between the six of us concerned. For those who have only just arrived, here’s the deal:
Meg, Dave, Paul, Nick and James all submitted their photos to my passport photo page.
The Richmond Informer lifted the photos and used them in their advert.
At no time did they approach me, or any of the other people pictured (which would have been easy considering that there is an email link to me on the passport page, and each photo carries a link to the person’s website).
Both Meg and I have phoned them, and pointed out what is going on. Meg has a transcript of her conversation here. When I called, I got a more measured reaction, but still insisting on a written complaint (presumably to give them breathing space to decide on a response).
So we six are considering our next step. We are aggrieved, for sure, and will be seeking some form of recompense. It’s a good job that James‘s friend’s girlfriend spotted it.
Wednesday 10 April 2002
I should have gone to
I should have gone to this, but didn’t because I’m a miserable antisocial bugger (who had just been dumped – humph).
TFF: 32 points. Total now
TFF: 32 points. Total now 1030.
Incredibly busy again today, so not saying much.
STATEMENT: many people have asked
STATEMENT: many people have asked me what is happening about the passport photo copyright issue. For obvious reasons, I’m saying nothing publicly about it at the moment. However, please be assured that there is coordinated activity behind the scenes. When it is all settled, I’ll report back.
It didn’t. Well, it has.
It didn’t. Well, it has. But not quite in the way I had hoped. Oh well.
Thursday 11 April 2002
Don’t say that I don’t
Don’t say that I don’t look after my readers. Since Desi has been complaining in the comments about a lack of recent images, here is a rare photo of me, in my flat, sporting a new haircut. Not a great picture, admittedly, but a true likeness.
Friday 12 April 2002
Journalists – guh. I recently
Journalists – guh. I recently had a conversation about a group of plants that we specialise in at work (Iris sibirica) with a journalist working for The English Garden magazine. I said that there were shedloads of new varieties.
The magazine arrived today.
My fans will love that.
Passportgate: a letter has been
Passportgate: a letter has been sent.
Opportunity. Does it come around
Opportunity. Does it come around twice? How do you spot the ones to take? What do you do if you miss it? Should you just go for it even if circumstances suggest that you shouldn’t?
Saturday 13 April 2002
Good fun last night -
Good fun last night – drinks in London to mark Davo‘s departure from these shores, in the company of Nick, Marcia, Mo, Katie, Meg, Luke, Catherine, Tom, Matt, Ian, David, Marcus and numerous others. Excellent to see so many spendid people, many of whom I haven’t seen for ages.
And I didn’t even have to run to get my train home, thanks to good timing on the tube.
Train excitement (well, almost) this
Train excitement (well, almost) this morning when a goods train came into Chichester, stopped at the platform, and then pulled across both level crossings and stopped – bringing all other trains and all road traffic in the city to a complete standstill. Entertainingly, the platform staff seemed to know nothing about what was going on.
Eventually got to work 35 minutes late, once the offending train had shunted into the sidings.
Gah. I cut my finger
Gah. I cut my finger whilst slicing my bread at lunch time. I hate doing stupid things like that – so irritating, so avoidable. I now have a plaster on my digit.
Still, it’s pretty minor in the grand scheme of things.
Yay! Thanks to a draw
Yay! Thanks to a draw at home to Swindon (and favourable results elsewhere), Brighton are division two champions! Big parties in Brighton tonight, methinks.
Sunday 14 April 2002
Really, a very good blog.
Really, a very good blog. Read the about page. Like it. Lots.
Beer tonight with Stein, Paul
Beer tonight with Stein, Paul F, Malcolm, Peter and Geraldine, with sightings of the long lost James W, blonde Sally, Paul S, Steve C, Kearn, Matt, Gary, Laura, Helen N and several others.
Seeking: dinner guest for tonight.
Seeking: dinner guest for tonight. Must be female, able to partake of witty conversation, enjoy good red wine and like roast gammon (as that is on the menu).
I’m cooking myself a roast tonight, and just fancy a bit of company.
Passportgate: the infamous advert is
Passportgate: the infamous advert is in another member of the Informer series of newspapers this week, this time in glorious Technicolor.
More fuel for the fire.
Sarah’s Price – an online
Sarah’s Price – an online novel. I managed to get as far as page four before I decided to stop in case I might feel compelled to poke my eyes out with a sharp stick. I can see why online novel publishing hasn’t caught on.
Monday 15 April 2002
I’ve been unfeasably busy. I’m
I’ve been unfeasably busy. I’m now unfeasably tired. So, apologies for the lack of updates today.
Ages ago, I pointed readers
Ages ago, I pointed readers in the direction of the excellent Space is Dum cartoons. Well, you can now see seasons one and two in their permanent home. Cracking stuff, and incredibly funny – with excellent pisstake at the expense of Starbucks style coffee houses (Goooo Rechtel!!). I love Businessman Billy – hnyaar hnyaaarr hynaaarrr!!
What is it with nuns
What is it with nuns today? You go for ages without seeing any, and today I saw five (count ‘em!) on my way home from work. Is there a conference on?
Tuesday 16 April 2002
A very long day -
A very long day – much work, no play. Work, followed by college, then beer with Arron, with sightings of the eternally gorgeous Becky, Terry, Simon, Dave, Trev and Helen N.
Top link sent to me
Top link sent to me today by top reader Charlie: The Man Who Fell Asleep – one of the most completely barking sites I have seen for ages. Compulsory viewing.
Top marks to my pal
Top marks to my pal Bella, who sent me a little mail today that put a big smile on my face. Biggup hun!
Wednesday 17 April 2002
Predict-a-Shag – are you going
Predict-a-Shag – are you going to get lucky tonight?
Highly scientific, I’m sure.
Send an e-shag. Every home
Send an e-shag.
Every home should have one.
Ah, the joy of a
Ah, the joy of a young child. Bless ‘im.
Joel really has lost it.
Joel really has lost it. Again.
TFF: a very respectable 42
TFF: a very respectable 42 points this week, taking my total to 1072. The transfer deadline is fast approaching, and I’m contemplating if I should change any players. Arsenal and Chelsea have an extra game with the cup final, so I may bring in one or two more from those teams. But how to pay for them??
There is a light, gentle
There is a light, gentle rain falling outside. It is the first rain we have had for nearly a month. We really need more, but the forecast is for more dry weather. At least it will wash the dust that was beginning to coat everything.
New programme out for the
New programme out for the New Park Film Centre – highlighted films include:
- Bend It Like Beckham
- Comedie de L’Innocence
- Italiensk for Begyndere
- Y tu Mama Tambien
- La Placard
- L’emploi du Temps
- Lucia y el Sexo
There are several others, but I need more time to study the programme. Links to follow (I promise).
John Peel has just played
John Peel has just played Turning Japanese by The Vapors. Cool!
A quiet evening in interrupted
A quiet evening in interrupted by a welcome visit from Greg, leading to beers with Lord Percy in W2, later augmented by (ward sister – woohoo!) Cat, the ever-so-gorgeous Karen, DA, Kieran, Kev, Lucy (coffee on a lemon slice? ick!) and Mr Kristian Brown. Drinks efficiently and ably dispensed by Tom (thanks for the cast-off Grolsch stem half pint glass).
Thursday 18 April 2002
Another very long day, finished
Another very long day, finished in the company of long-time correspondent (even pre-Grayblog!) Mary-Clare and her lovely daughter Miriam, all the way from Seattle. Great to put a face to words at last.
Also present: Arron, Paul F. Sighted: Kristian, Guy, Becks, Terry, Dave, Gary, Hev (in the distance) and numerous others.
Have a horrid cold, so off to bed.
Friday 19 April 2002
My cold seems to be
My cold seems to be getting worse, not better. Sleep last night was frequently disturbed by sinus pain and dehydration. Still, I’m determined to fight it – not least because it is Friday, which means a pub extravaganza, but also because I’m due to give a lecture on Iris plants in Buckinghamshire tomorrow afternoon, and I’ll need my voice to be in good shape for that.
Why didn’t anyone tell me
Why didn’t anyone tell me that Lyssa has redesigned her site?
Symptomatic, I fear, of the fact that I don’t read the blogs in my (ir)regular reads list anything like often enough.
Fans of good food shopping
Fans of good food shopping in Chichester will be pleased to see a small yellow notice by the entrance of Waitrose, announcing an application for a store extension. At last.
Show your admiration for this
Too cloudy to see this
Too cloudy to see this tonight.
Well, the good news, believe
Well, the good news, believe it or not, is that the county cricket season has kicked off for another year. The bad news, perhaps inevitably, is that Sussex are getting thrashed.
I think I’ll stick to watching Chichester Priory Park CC play.
I’ve decided that I’ll stay
I’ve decided that I’ll stay in tonight rather than go to the pub, in the hope that my cold symptoms will improve.
The problem with staying in, of course, is that I end up ordering CDs online.
There seems to have been
There seems to have been an interruption to service here. Apologies for that. Hopefully fixed now.
Saturday 20 April 2002
Cold symptoms marginally eased this
Cold symptoms marginally eased this morning, thanks for asking.
Now making final preparations for my talk to the fine folk of Buckinghamshire this afternoon.
Lecture completed. Voice held out.
Lecture completed. Voice held out. Megaphone not needed. No other news to report.
Next time an airline loses
Next time an airline loses your baggage, just remember that it could be a lot worse.
Beer with Malcolm, Dave, Kev,
Beer with Malcolm, Dave, Kev, Andrea, Kearn, blonde Sally and her friends with sightings of Becks, Terry and..um..that’s about it.
Sunday 21 April 2002
I’m really tired today. I
I’m really tired today. I have some work to do for college tonight, but the will isn’t really there. I’ll see if I feel more inclined after dinner (doubt it!).
In another of those I-don’t-read-other-weblogs-often-enough
Bizarre moment from last night:
Bizarre moment from last night: as I was walking home from the pub, passing the Park Tavern, a couple in their early twenties or maybe even late teens walked out into the street. The girl was complaining about a friend of hers who was a “tourist”.
Somehow I go embroiled in this conversation (in my role as innocent bystander – I usually find it best to just nod, make agreeable murmurings and say nothing more) as we walked up North Street before they went into the Chinese take away, still discussing this with jaw-slackening volume.
Online darts. Oh crap -
Online darts. Oh crap – I was supposed to be productive this evening.
Perhaps what they say about
Perhaps what they say about librarians is true?
I don’t generally like cluttering
I don’t generally like cluttering my site up with buttons for other people’s websites, but here is an exception because it is the coolest online radio I’ve found yet (and I’ve been listening to it for a very long time):
I’m concerned by this map:
I’m concerned by this map:
It goes with this article.
Surely the BBC can produce better quality maps than this? Since when has Hawaii moved so close to the Mexican coast?
Probably not good news for
Probably not good news for pro-Europeans such as myself.
Monday 22 April 2002
Someone is getting desperate.
Someone is getting desperate.
So a remarkable percentage of
So a remarkable percentage of French voters ticked the box marked “Jean-Marie le Pen” on their presidential ballots. And yet the nation seems outraged and surprised, with thousands pouring onto the streets to protest at their own action and inaction. After all, they were the ones who voted in the way they did – or, more importantly, didn’t vote at all.
This lends more weight to my old argument about the need for compulsory voting with the proviso that each ballot should carry a “none of the above” option.
The result also illustrates what can happen when you have too many political parties – the vote becomes fragmented, and a small party can easily wield far more influence and power than its mandate would suggest. Look at Germany – the Greens hold the balance of power there, even though the Social Democrats and Christian Democrats are both far larger parties representing far more of the electorate. Consequently, the Greens have pushed their manifesto to the forefront of the agenda. I suspect that as a result of this weekend’s ballot in France, we shall see a more right wing agenda in that country, even though 49% of voters voted for socialist candidates.
The question is – how do you ensure that minority interests are represented, but not at the expense of the majority?
Beer tonight after college with
Beer tonight after college with Ian (happy birthday!), Sacha, DA, Kev, Paul F, Matt and Kearn, with sightings of Clare and Dave.
Tuesday 23 April 2002
Today is St George’s Day.
Today is St George’s Day. You knew that, didn’t you? You mean you are English, and didn’t know when the English patron saint’s day was?
It’s a shame that we don’t have pageants and parades for our patron saint’s day as they do in other countries. We don’t even get rip-roaringly-rat-arsed like some Irish people do for St Patrick’s Day. I’m not sure why though – perhaps it is because it isn’t seen as de rigeur to celebrate Englishness these days, although somehow I suspect it has more to do with apathy and laziness on the part of the English people.
Still, I’ll be going to the pub tonight after college, and I’ll be sure to have a swift pint to celebrate St George.
Mo has decided to stop
Mo has decided to stop updating his site, which is a shame. But if he no longer enjoys it, then it is the right thing to do. After all, it is *his* and not his readers’.
Beer tonight with Paul F,
Beer tonight with Paul F, Aris and Arron.
At last, I got to
At last, I got to see the unusual formation of planets in the western sky tonight. By the time I looked, Mercury had already set, but Mars, Venus, Jupiter and Saturn were all clearly visible, aligned in a more or less straight line. Fantastic.
Wednesday 24 April 2002
A very hectic day at
A very hectic day at work today (hence no updates) followed by a very relaxing meal at Chez Graybo with Sarah – salmon steaks with rustic tomato sauce, and very good, even if I say so myself. And top company too, talking about friends, people, relationships, wine, food, books, music, planets and minor cuts and bruises.
Ouch. That is a seriously
Ouch. That is a seriously bad situation. Glad I don’t have any shares in AOLTW – and that I don’t rely on them for employment.
Nina Nastazia (sp?) session on
Nina Nastazia (sp?) session on John Peel tonight was excellent. Might try to track some of her work down.
You simply can not imagine
You simply can not imagine how this family must feel. Utterly dreadful.
shhh. It is International Noise
shhh. It is International Noise Awareness Day (turns up stereo).
Gah. More CD spendage needed
Gah. More CD spendage needed on latest Plaid output, methinks. (I would do links for all this stuff, and the films I mentioned the other day, but I’m too tired, and too chilled. Go find it yourself (try Warp Records for Plaid)).
Thursday 25 April 2002
Some bastard has hacked into
Some bastard has hacked into my formmail script here and used it to send spam. EasySpace have disabled it, so it won’t actually work at the moment (I can’t even remember where I used it – must have been ages ago – I think it was for the location project).
I dunno – you can’t leave anything lying around these days that some idiot won’t try to steal, borrow, break, deface or destroy.
A long day today. I’m
A long day today. I’m shattered.
I don’t read Dan’s site
Hmm. Low. On John Peel
Hmm. Low. On John Peel now. May need to add to my wishlist. Oh yeh. It’s my birthday on May 12. If you don’t ask….
Friday 26 April 2002
Like fools, two people have
Like fools, two people have volunteered to add themselves to the passport gallery, and can be seen here. Must see if I can find Rodney’s photo – I think it is on my PC at home.
For those wondering about passportgate, there is no progress to report, and we the aggrieved will be considering our next step over the weekend (I’ll be writing to all those concerned tonight).
Blogger is being incredibly irritating
Blogger is being incredibly irritating today. Again. sigh.
Déjà vu explained.
Saturday 27 April 2002
Beer last night with Lord
Beer last night with Lord Percy and Lady Bren, plus Matt, Hamish, Paul F, Peter, Malcolm and Dave. After pub beverages with His Lordship and Her Grace at Chez Graybo rounded off a most pleasant evening.
Sunday 28 April 2002
There are few things more
There are few things more likely to put me in a foul mood in the morning than being fouled-upon by a pigeon whilst walking out of the station. Grrr. Now I’ve had to put my sweater in the washing machine and sit here in the none-too-warm office in my shirtsleeves.
Beer last night in the
Beer last night in the Eastgate (of all places) to celebrate Ian and Sacha’s departure on their travels, wherever they may lead. Present were Paul F, Paul-the-other-one and Ted, three-fifths of Could Be Good, doing an “unplugged” session which was excellent and hopefully the first of many. In addition were Zena, Sarah, DA, DAGS (looking splendid on a diet of motherhood), Andrea, Kev, Hamish, Matt, Kearn, Stein, Jeremy, Tanya, James, Jayne, Lord Percy and Lady Bren, the last two ending up back at mine again for more late-night silliness.
An excellent phone call from
An excellent phone call from my lovely friend Louise tonight, followed by a trip to the cinema to see the utterly fantastic K-PAX – go see it: the story is really good, and it is visually and aurally stunning, with a couple of good Kleenex moments too.
All this followed by a late beer in W2 with Paul F, Ted, Vince, Dave and Lucy.
Monday 29 April 2002
On my desk at the
On my desk at the moment:
- a pile of papers
- a calculator
- two phones
- some Zip disks
- a pair of scissors
- the 1986 Bash Street Kids annual
I notice that the crapping
I notice that the crapping pigeon has been evicted from Barnham station. I feel safe already.
If I mention Holly Valance,
If I mention Holly Valance, will my hits suddenly increase?
No surprise, in spite of
No surprise, in spite of what the team captain might say. The question is, who will manage Brighton now?
Happiness is an evening like
Happiness is an evening like this:
- finally succeeding in getting some quality college revision done. I know that doesn’t sound like the foundation for a good evening, but I’ve been beginning to get worried about the lack of time I’ve had/made for college study, so tonight will ease those worries.
- listening to very good music on Monkey Radio
- eating lovely food – sage and onion stuffing rules! (I did have more than just stuffing, honest!)
- having a lovely MSN chat with my splendid friend Lizzie
- drinking plenty of Manta Preta.
Tuesday 30 April 2002
Foul weather = foul mood.
Foul weather = foul mood. Grumph.
Beer tonight with Greg, Bren
Beer tonight with Greg, Bren and Phil, with musical accompaniment from Could Be Good, who were.