Friday 1 August 2003
Still more meetings yesterday, the
Still more meetings yesterday, the biggest steak ever, and yet more alcohol. But very very useful indeed. I’ve extended my network of US-based contacts and met up with a couple of Europeans too. Hopefully I’ve got some sources of new plants, and some licensee contacts as well, although local licencees would most likely be handled by my friends over here.
Now is time for breakfast, a quick stroll down the block to Esoteric Records, a store that looks interesting from the putside, then I must pack my bags and wend my way to the airport, ready for hours upon hours of travel back home.
It’s been a great trip, very fruitful, utterly exhausting, but full of interesting people and useful information. Parts of it have even been fun, but don’t tell anyone – it’s supposed to be work! Maybe that’s because I now have work that I really enjoy.
Saturday 2 August 2003
Using Wapblogger to update as
Using Wapblogger to update as I travel home from Heathrow. I’ve got a long post on my laptop, but no means of uploading it. I need to look into using the IR facility on this phone, but goodness knows what that costs on O2. Anyway, be prepared for some screwy chronology. Anyhow, the flight was ok. I got some sleep, albeit fitful. It arrived on time. I’m now on the bus back to Woking. It’s good to be home.
NOTE: this is the long
NOTE: this is the long post I’ve been carrying about on the laptop…
Well, the last day of my trip. After a stroll around the State Capitol building with the guys here (pictures will be posted in due course) and sending them on their way back to Santa Barbara, I went for a stroll down to Esoteric Records (hmm, not *that* esoteric. Clearly standards on this vary internationally. Maybe we need an international code on esoterocity [is that a word?] that could award points on a scale of one to ten. This store would have rated three, by my reckoning, which is better than the record store in the main Downtown Mall that would only have got a one) and then walked around the green and leafy Capitol Park, before going back to the hotel to check out at the last available minute and get a cab to the airport.
Bit suspicious of the cab driver. He was a quiet, older Indian man, driving a battered eighties Volvo. He took my credit card details on an old style hand-written slip. But then we do that back home, so maybe I shouldn’t be so sensitive, and he did have an apparently pukka Sacramento licence badge and car plate. The concierge at the Hyatt seemed to recognise him too. Unless they have a scam running. Hmm. I think I’ll check my business credit card online when I get back to the office. And does every city have a company called Crown Taxis?
Anyhow, I’ve checked in at Sacramento International, and have no problems on my seat, or my seat through from LA to Heathrow, although the plane is full again and there is no chance of an upgrade. But a seat is a seat, and at least it means that I should get back in time to go to Charlie’s party tomorrow night. Goodness knows what state I’ll be in.
Either way, I should be able to wear my groovy new clothes. Clothes are generally cheaper here, as you probably know, so I took the opportunity to make my bank balance US$150 lighter by means of two Claiborne t-shirts (how come you never see Claiborne menswear in England? Liz Claiborne ladies stuff is everywhere), one white and one black, and a white linen long-sleeve shirt and a pair of white trousers from Banana Republic. Trust me on the trousers, ok? The girls thought they were "way cool" when I showed them, although, admittedly, they verge slightly on the Beckham style. Anyway, I’ll wear them to Charlie’s bash and see what the verdict is. One thing is for sure – they’ll show the dirt.
Sacramento International – well, it’s a runway stuck about 12 miles from downtown Sacramento (hence US$35 taxi ride – should have taken the Shuttle that is only $15). In every respect, it makes real the charicature of the typical American domestic airport – flat, unexciting landscape beyond the runway; low, unexciting fifties and sixties buildings that have been refurbished in grey and anonymous nineties style; hoardes of primarily WASP Americans, of all shapes and sizes, drifting around the departure lounge with vacant expressions, or, alternatively, trying desperately to look cool. There are fewer of the California beach dudes and babes here, as it is clear that Sacramento simply ain’t cool, dude. Listening to Amon Tobin whilst taking in this scene makes for a strange outlook.
The airport is busy today (my flight is full, and so is just about every other one going out of here – such are the perils of travelling on a Friday afternoon), so there is a constant stream of announcements calling passengers and offering security warnings ("Keep your bags with you at all times"). I’m glad that I’m not flying back via Chicago, which was an option, as all flights that way have been cancelled due to poor weather at O’Hare. The passengers have just been told that they can wait in the terminal, or fly via Washington DC – either way, any hotel costs and onward travel costs would be at their own expense. I guess that as I do more travel around Europe and the rest of the world, there will be occasions when I get bumped, or delayed for some other reason, and end up asleep on an airport lounge floor. I may invest in an mp3 player, as my laptop battery is only good for about four hours, and there are usually no recharging facilities (although the phones at San Francisco have powerpoints by them), and, believe me, you need something to distract you from the human zoo all around.
I made another of those bullet point lists in my notebook the other day – let’s have a look at it:
- taut redheads
- fake rock climbing
- Forever 21 looks more like Forever Pre-Pubescent
- Macys, Banana Republic (I must have made this list in the mall – this week has become a bit of a blur)
- Old Town, seems fake
- shapes in the mall (there’s at least one photo to go with that one)
- overly helpful staff – can I help you?
As before, I’ll gladly expand on any of these topics on request. And I haven’t forgotten those requests that arose from the last list.
And here’s a thing – do women over here get married younger? Ok, ok, maybe the single girl radar is switched on at the moment (god, a transatlantic relationship would be such a bad idea, so don’t worry, I’m not even thinking about it. But hey! I can look! [I think that may be sufficient expansion on the "eye candy" comment from the last list for whoever it was that asked. I guess the same person (Brian? Gordon?) will ask about "taut redheads", which actually has a good little anecdote behind it]). My point is that there seem to be an awful lot of girls who can not be more than 25 who are wearing rings. Any American bachelors reading this that want to put in some input here? Or is it just me, and the whole California lifestyle tends to make women appear younger than they actually are?
One of the other things I’ve been doing here this week is preparing for my next trip to the US. I will be over in the first week of October for David and Andi’s wedding in Charlotte, NC, and it looks like I’ll be able to tie it together with a visit to a couple of guys in the Raleigh area, both of whom may be potential customers, either directly or through my alliance partners here in the States. One is a plant breeder and enthisuast, an exciting source of new plant material, the other is a member of a large US-wide plant growing organisation that has an immensely strong brand at the top end of the garden plant market. What I will probably do is fly to the wedding in Charlotte, which extends over Friday and Saturday, then take a rest day on Sunday before hiring a car Monday morning to travel to Raleigh. There’ll probably be more short-hop connecting flights then too. I’ll have to set out to explore the travel options this week. I’ve also got to plan the forthcoming trips to Holland, France, Germany and Cheshire. You might think Cheshire doesn’t need too much planning, but it looks like I may have to fly directly from Manchester to Holland for one of those trips, so I need to coordinate that.
Dumb announcement of the day:
Uh, honey, the contiguous States *already* excludes Alaska and Hawaii. Duh.
There was a woman in the check-in queue here who picked up on my accent (well, of course, I don’t have an accent. Everyone else here does, but not me.), and told me that her family were all Spurs supporters, and burst into a quick rendition of a couple of terrace songs. She hadn’t heard that Brighton had sold Bobby Zamora to them, but seemed excited when I told her that he was our best player. Was. Sigh.
Ok, I’m going to shut down the laptop now, and save some battery power for later use – let’s see… 2:41 hrs remaining. Not bad, should give me some listening time at LA (although my connection time is fairly tight there), or maybe on the transatlantic flight. If not, then on the train on the way home. And somewhere, I need to get some sleep, otherwise I’m going to be pulling another one of those 36 hour days. At least I’ll be able to totally relax at Charlie and Peet’s, always a good refuge from the world.
And I’ve noticed that I have the biggest laptop that anyone seems to be carrying around. I’ve noticed several people admiring the silvered case and the lovely big screen. I’ve not noticed anyone admiring the muscles and shoulder aches that go with it too.
Now at LA. Flight in on time, and it looks like the flight out will be on time. Airports are great places for feeling homocidal towards infants. I’m beginning to develop those tendencies now.
There are more English voices here, which is barely surprising. But it’s hard to tell because they work at a lower volume, whereas so many Americans work at max. Maybe it is the media here that encourage that, or perhaps it is just part of the way of life. Whatever. I just wish that occasionally they’d tone down a little, especially when in groups, but maybe if they did that I’d start to like this country. Nah. I’m too European. It’ll never happen.
Hmm. I must be getting tired and grouchy. Tired is good – means I should sleep on the plane. Unless I’m struggling with homocidal thoughts.
Anyhow, what other observations do I have. Well, one from my last trip here is that LA airport is vast. If you taxied as far as I just did at Gatwick, you’d be halfway to Chichester. I’ve just walked from gate 86 to gate 77 within the same terminal, and it took the better part of 15 minutes. At my brisk pace.
The flight down from Sacramento was full to the gunwhales (do you get gunwhales on Canadair Regional Jets?), and a little bumpy in places as we skirted around a storm cloud in the valley. The view was pretty good, although much of the valley is either just endless brown or endless squares of green crops, sliced through by I-5. The best bit is the view as you come over the hills before descending into Los Angeles, where you can clearly see the folds caused by plate tectonics.
Oh, and then there was the girl with the black thong who was sat next to me on the plane. She had an enormous rock too.
Right, boarding has just been called. Once more unto the breach.
Challenge for Dead Kenny: find
Challenge for Dead Kenny: find a link to the cover story on the current issue of Trash magazine that goes under the headline “Cheryl Tweedy: Girl Aloud – I’d do anything for fame!” The mind boggles.
Sunday 3 August 2003
I’m on the train heading
I’m on the train heading home from Brighton, having spent most of the last 24 hours in the company of two of the finest people I know and a small group of their friends, for the purpose of celebrating Charlie’s birthday. The party was wonderfully relaxed and low key, and I surprised myself by finding the energy and stamina to battle jetlag and last the course. This morning, Peeeet rustled up breakfast and lunch whilst we lazed and watched the cricket. All of us were a little the worse for wear – like my body really needs another food and drink extravaganza! I’m now off home to do some thrilling laundry and maybe head to the park for some sun and soul food, as I’m feeling a little disspirited. Perhaps I’ve been travelling alone too much, or enjoyed too much alcohol lately. Either way, maudlin is setting in.
And I need to launder
And I need to launder these white trousers. They don’t half show the dirt, but I love them.
Monday 4 August 2003
My "to do" list is
My "to do" list is getting longer, not shorter this morning. Running to stand still sums up the day so far. I think the rest of the week will be like this. Maybe even the rest of life.
A well thought-out article from
A well thought-out article from the BBC looking at the reasons behind falling CD sales.
Gosh, it’s hot. But I
Gosh, it’s hot. But I refuse to turn this into a weatherlog. Besides, it is considerably cooler than Sacramento.
Gradually ticking off jobs on the to-do list, although I’ve been picking the quick and easy ones so far.
Have you noticed how many
Have you noticed how many of the BBC’s "In Pictures" articles appeal to the tabloid senses?
The super soaraway Beeb?
(Not forgetting factual inaccuracy here, kids: Brighton is in East Sussex, not West Sussex).
Tuesday 5 August 2003
Busy. Hence quiet. I could
Busy. Hence quiet.
I could get started on the whole David Kelly/Walter Mitty thing, but my ire is being subdued by the heat and my workload.
I think the internet is
I think the internet is melting. Nothing seems to be working properly. An excuse for beer, methinks. Ok, a lame excuse, but excuses for beer need be no better than lame.
Buslog? Omniblog? Double decker blogging?
Buslog? Omniblog? Double decker blogging?
I’ve been a fan of
I’ve been a fan of Beyond Northern Iraq for some time, not least for Stuart’s admirable fortitude and even levity in the face of adversity.
But don’t you think the logo of Radio BNI looks like the logo of a certain other online radio station? Shouldn’t complain, I guess, as it is a public image and not a particularly original idea, but .. well, you know.
Beer with Greg. Bzzzz.
Beer with Greg. Bzzzz.
Wednesday 6 August 2003
Don Estelle, RIP.
Don Estelle, RIP.
Um, riiiight. Can anyone shed
Um, riiiight. Can anyone shed some light on this one?
Right. I’m off for a
Right. I’m off for a pint of something cold.
Marine Accident Investigation Branch advises:
Marine Accident Investigation Branch advises: always wear bicycle clips when onboard ship.
I’m in a very very
I’m in a very very good mood. Must be the weather or something.
Today has been a great
Today has been a great day – productive, fun, enjoyable and filled with good mood, good news and even a bit of good company. I’m pooped. Time for bed.
Must be the sun or something. Does it release chemicals in your head that make you feel good? Anyone know anything about this sort of stuff?
Thursday 7 August 2003
"I’ll be back". Arnie to
"I’ll be back". Arnie to run for California governor after all….
- Sacramento Bee
- California Insider weblog
- LA Times
- Variety (subscription needed), with the headline that everyone predicted: "Now it’s Total Recall".
Busy busy again today. And
Busy busy again today. And finding that, no matter what the organisation is that I call, the person I want to speak to isn’t in the office. Soaking up the sun in the park, I suspect.
Following on from this BBC
Following on from this BBC article, take a look at the Save Britain’s Heritage site and also the Farnborough Air Sciences Trust Association site.
It’s good to see that some of these landmark sites are being talked about and preserved, but a lot of lesser and minor places are not. In Chichester, there has been much talk in recent years about demolishing the bus station and bus garage to make way for redevelopment. Whilst neither building is conventionally attractive, both have a certain charm – they are heavy, brick-built 1950s buildings, the bus garage notable for its concrete wavy roofline – a familiar landmark as you arrive in Chichester by train from the east. Another is the railway station ticket hall, about which I’ve written here before – an elegant late 50s "White Heat" structure that is slowly decaying through lack of care and misguided attempts at maintenance. The trouble is, because they are not romantic buidings or classically beautiful, and because they were built within the lifetime of many of the people that are responsible for their preservation, few people care about them. But they are distinctive, emblematic of the period and have been a feature of the lives of local people and people passing through the city for half a century.
Just how do you balance the need for modernity with the need to preserve?
Meg posts some handy cartoon
Meg posts some handy cartoon links.
I’ve just had a call
I’ve just had a call transferred internally at the offices of FridayAd, a south-east free newspaper. The internal ringing tone would be great with a drum n bass sample over it. I wish I had the kit to record it – Ibiza stardom, fame and fortune surely awaits!
That’ll be a trackball then.
Compost Radio provided by Milk
Compost Radio provided by Milk Audio. Two hours of good music.
More California recall vote links
More California recall vote links (yes, I’m fascinated by this story – it’s interesting to compare and contrast with UK and EU politics):
- San Francisco Chronicle – watch the straw poll on their homepage
- San Diego Union-Tribune
- USA Today
- New York Times, with extended coverage
- Washington Post, also with extended coverage, including this article by David S Broder that claims that American democracy "will get a black eye". Not sure I agree with that. Certainly, the fact that the Californian system permits a recall vote, giving the opportunity to remove a failing incumbent, is more advanced than the British system, where only a breakdown in loyalty within the ruling party can provide that opportunity, and even then rarely leads to a change in the governing party.
Last week, I visited the State Capitol building in Sacramento, and viewed both chambers from their viewing galleries. It is hard to imagine that that peaceful and dignified building could be the scene for the level of intrigue that is currently taking place.
Hot curry + hot evening
Hot curry + hot evening = hot Graybo.
Friday 8 August 2003
I’ve known for a couple
I’ve known for a couple of days, but the "official" email went out this morning, so I guess I can go public now – my loveliest, bestest friend in all the world, Sarah, has got engaged to Paul. This is fantastic news, and I’m stupidly happy for them both! The wedding is planned for September 2004 and will, undoubtedly, be the social event of the year.
Crumbs, there aren’t too many of us single ones left now!
Today, I shall be driving
Today, I shall be driving around East Sussex and Kent, putting up illegal signs. So expect quiet.
Not sure I can even
Not sure I can even be bothered to comment on this. What a pretentious, pointless, piss-poorly organised waste of time. Clearly the whole "cult" is aimed at bloggers and other geeky sorts. Surely the majority that fall into this category have more useful things to do with their time?
Not long home from work,
Not long home from work, and already it is time from the pub. To use a quotation I heard earlier today, I’m burning the midnight oil at both ends.
Beer and food with Bren
Beer and food with Bren and Greg, with sightings of Kristian, Joel, Hamish, Ruth, Terry and Dave. Had planned to meet Fi, but she just called to say she was delayed by a couple of evil bottles of wines. It happens. As I was speaking to her on the phone, three people walked past my flat carrying a mattress.
First match of the new
First match of the new Nationwide season tomorrow – Brighton are away to Oldham. Most pundits reckon Brighton will be one of the heavyweight teams in Division Two, particularly with the loan of Knight from Chelsea. How the team fares without Bobby Zamora remains to be seen, but I think we should be at least be play-off candidates.
Saturday 9 August 2003
How To Draw The Nipples
As I was driving back
As I was driving back from East Sussex yesterday, I passed a DeLorean. You don’t see many of them these days. And I’ll bet the driver is careful never to exceed 88mph.
Phew blimey, it’s hot. Today
Phew blimey, it’s hot. Today I shall be enjoying a barbeque at Percy Towers, followed by heading into Bognor for live music.
Pimms. Sun. Mmmmmm.
Pimms. Sun. Mmmmmm.
Hmm. Bognor Live. 300 people
Hmm. Bognor Live. 300 people tops at the moment. Not exactly kicking. Hopefully may improve. Actually can’t fail to improve.
Could Be Good have just
Could Be Good have just kicked arse on stage at Bognor Live. As you might expect.
Top marks to Idesign, average
Top marks to Idesign, average age 15, who are putting on a great set here in spite of the worst sound mixing ever.
Sunday 10 August 2003
Brighton win. Yay!
Brighton win. Yay!
Yesterday in convenient bullet point
Yesterday in convenient bullet point summary:
- drove over to Percy Towers in Bren’s Renault – actualy quite a nice car, although I hate to admit that I enjoyed driving a Renault.
- Pimms and barbequed steak sarnies with Bren and Greg in the garden – most splendid.
- taxi into town for Bognor Live. A woefully under-promoted event, it was actually pretty good, with some good local bands on, some of whom clearly have a solid following. However, the location in the grounds of the Royal Norfolk was not ideal (why wasn’t it on the prom?) and the turn-out was feeble. Worst of all was the sound quality, which was just dire, and detracted from the event considerably. Verdict: could do much better.
- taxi back to Chichester with Paul F to the Nags for Paul S’s birthday bash, which featured an excellent band and very large quantities of alcohol. Loads of people were there, notably Fi, Jules, Arron and all the Nags regulars. After going on to Paul S’s house for an extra late drink, complete with the spectacle of Jules being thrown into the tub fully clothed, I staggered home.
Today’s plan: laundry, shopping and a walk down to the harbour.
What is it that they
What is it that they say about mad dogs and Englishmen? On the hottest day ever (it’s official, apparently), I walked nearly ten miles, going from home to Fishbourne, following the harbour wall to Dell Quay and the yacht basin, and then took the canal tow path to bring me back to the city. I got through a load of water as I walked, and although the tow path is quite shady, as I got further away from the cooling effect of the harbour, it became noticably hotter.
But a great walk, nonetheless. I’ve taken some pictures and will display a few here at some point.
Dead Kenny gets his special
Dead Kenny gets his special needs attended to. Hmm.
Must admit that Stockholm is on my list of must-visit places. But then I’ve been loudly promising myself a holiday (and by that I mean actually travelling to somewhere and not working!) for so long that you must all be very fed up with it by now. A return visit to Lisbon would be fabulous, and perhaps a good idea once the temperatures have dropped. Otherwise, Rome, Prague, Paris and Stockholm are all near the top of the list.
All I need is the cash, the time and maybe some company.
Monday 11 August 2003
It’s so hot that my
It’s so hot that my blogging mojo is broken. Or something. Anyway, I’ve not gone away, I’m just wilting.
But today was slightly useful, as Greg and I erected (phnaar) a pair of his "Baby" prints in the Slug and Lettuce. Go and see them – now! And then purchase one! Right away!
Anyway, they’re fab, so do go take a look.
After that, I met Kate for lunch and then we toured the nursery, selecting plants for her garden. She hasn’t seen my family in ages, so that was a good thing.
I hear through the Gregvine
I hear through the Gregvine that Wendy is not well. So, biggup to Wendy – we’re all thinking about you. And whilst you’re ailing, make sure that idle bloke you hang around with is doing the housework, ok?
Tuesday 12 August 2003
Top marks to the Dutch
Top marks to the Dutch railways for having the best online timetable and fares query service I’ve ever seen.
Karen and Pete had a
Karen and Pete had a mainly justified gripe over at their site about things that make blogging content bad. I’ll admit to being occasionally (often?) guilty of the first two. In the case of the first (unexplained links), I’m going to endeavour to include at least a little information about the links I post here, although you may need to mouseover to get it. In the case of the second (listing all the people I’ve seen in the pub, or wherever), I’ll carry on as before, as that is an integral part of this site and I think I’d get complaints from some readers (namely those who are named). Besides, this site is partly a personal (if public) diary, and I include those minutiae for my own benefit as much as for you lot.
So there. I’ve justified the continuing bad content here.
Steve Coppell, Brighton and Hove
Steve Coppell, Brighton and Hove Albion’s manager, just had this to say on BBC South in advance of tonight’s first round Carling Cup match against Third Division Bristol City:
Well, that might be true Steve, and we know the club needs the money to fight its planning battles for the new stadium, but is that the sort of pep talk that the players and fans want to hear?
Actually, I think all that does is raise the question of just how much desire Coppell has to stay with the team. We need him more than he needs us.
There has been a fair
There has been a fair bit of discussion recently about an article that was posted on the BBC website by Bill Thompson. I thought it was rubbish, and regurgitated arguments that we’ve all heard since …. well, I’m sure they were around a week after the first "blog" was called that.
Anyway, go take a look at what Tom writes on the subject, and also the (mostly) valuable comment discussion that follows from his piece. I think I agree with pretty much all that is said there.
Biggup to my lovely friend
Biggup to my lovely friend Penn, who is going away to Nepal in a few weeks to teach English for a charity working there. Wow! She’ll be looking for donations for the charity too – details when I get them.
Me? King of one line
Me? King of one line posting? As if!
Ok, now I’m annoyed. My
Ok, now I’m annoyed. My new white trousers that I purchased in Sacramento (that were not inexpensive, I might add) have lost a button in the washing machine on only their second wash. I can’t find it in the drum or in the lint trap, and I know it was there when they went in as I made a point of doing the button up to hold the top of the trousers together. Fortunately, they came with a spare, but even so. Grrr.
Wednesday 13 August 2003
Be warned. I’m slightly tetchy
Be warned. I’m slightly tetchy this morning. One or two things don’t seem to be going my way.
Meanwhile, although it may be less hot that it was, it’s still too hot (obligatory blog content about the weather).
Brighton won in spite of
Brighton won in spite of Steve Coppell’s blunt talking. Meanwhile, Brighton are in initial talks with Andrei Kanchelskis over a short term deal. I’m not sure that this is "new" news though – I’m sure it’s been rumoured before.
Fascinating article on the ISO
Fascinating article on the ISO paper sizes and paper sizes in North America (picked up via Bifurcated Rivets). I have to deal with the whole A4/Letter problem quite frequently when dealing with American businesses. If only they adopted the much more logical A, B and C series of paper sizes.
Today is Left Handers’ Day.
Today is Left Handers’ Day. A good opportunity for the world’s largest minority group to be acknowledged and thought about, perhaps?
Bumclouds. Well, I suspected that
Well, I suspected that something wasn’t going my way, and I was right. Oh well.
Still, best just to plough on regardless. Must get on with building PFE’s website…
And I do have a session of being the centre of attention of lovely young ladies in the hair salon to look forward to this afternoon.
Pictures from my recent trip
Pictures from my recent trip to California:
Fog on the bay, viewed from San Francisco airport.
California State Capitol, Sacramento.
Collonade on the south side of the State Capitol.
View upwards within the Rotunda of the State Capitol.
Capitol Park, Sacramento (note how bright the sun was).
Historic buildings in Sacramento Old Town.
The main shopping mall in Sacramento. I had to look at that shop sign three times before I realised that it said Aerosoles, not Arseholes.
New header graphic, composed using
New header graphic, composed using a photo I took of the roof line of the main shopping mall in downtown Sacramento. I’ve also revised the page layout at the top there, so comments welcome.
For all test card anoraks
For all test card anoraks everywhere… testcards from around the world.
Thursday 14 August 2003
Arnie must surely be unbeatable
Arnie must surely be unbeatable now in the Californian gubernatorial elections as he signs a pact with Warren Buffett, creating a victory-guaranteeing Democrat-Republican alliance. Aside from the cross-party support this will help him to attract, it will also reinforce his credentials as a serious candidate, although he does possess a degree in business and economics, and was a successful businessman before he was ever famous in Hollywood. The LA Times has more.
Meanwhile, the final list of candidates has been revealed, and voters can expect a very long ballot paper with 135 names to choose from.
Well, the good news is
Well, the good news is that England have finally given Sussex bowler James Kirtley a chance to play for his country in the latest Test that starts today. The bad news is that he will not be available for Sussex’s crucial County Champsionship game against Lancashire – I just hope we do better in the five day format than we did in the one day version.
Useful meeting with my bank
Useful meeting with my bank manager this afternoon. We covered the key business issues of the latest cricket scores and where the best places are to drink in Chichester.
Oh, and I got him to reduce my bank charges.
New Weebl, just to wind
New Weebl, just to wind up Brian.
Snow leopards under threat. These
Snow leopards under threat. These are amongst the most beautiful of all animals. If you’ve ever been lucky enough to see one, even if, like me, it was in a zoo, you begin to wonder why anyone would want to have a dead one on their floor.
The Nursery Arms XI returns:Goal:Stewart
The Nursery Arms XI returns:
|John Arne Riise||Liverpool||£4m|
|Rio Ferdinand||Man Utd||£4m|
|Forwards:||Nicholas Anelka||Man City||£7m|
I’m not entering the Telegraph Fantasy Football game this year, just Andi’s (so you’ll know what AFF means when I mention it, won’t you?), in which I got to the quarter finals in the Cup last season.
This year’s team raises the following questions (feel free to post answers, and perhaps your own questions, in the comments):
- Will Arsenal be any good this year? Everyone seems ready to write them off, but I’m not so sure.
- Will Wayne Bridge get any matches? Chelsea seems now to be full of so many good players that they can’t possibly all get a run-out every week.
- Will Todorov be up to Premiership standard? He was awesome in the First Division, but this is a whole new league (haha!). I also note that he was injured in training today.
- Will Beattie have to play second fiddle to Phillips at Southampton – or will they be the dream team?
- And, as they said when they sold me that endowment policy, past performance is no guide to future returns. So which young gun should I have picked?
Widespread power cuts in the
Widespread power cuts in the US. Solar flare?
UPDATE: According to the New York Times, the Niagra Mohawk grid was overloaded and collapsed. My dad has just called to discuss it (my parents are like that), and he wasn’t taken in by my solar flare theory – plausible, but unlikely, was his verdict. He reckons one section of the grid collapsed, which led to neighbouring sections also failing. And, in case you wonder how he might know, he worked in the electricity supply industry for 43 years.
Either way, this is a systems failure on a massive scale. Reports I’m reading right now speak of black outs extending from Maryland to Toronto and from Detroit to New York city. That’s an awfully big area, with a lot of people and businesses. And the people stuck on the New York subway right now must be really panicking.
Note also that the web seems to be holding up, in spite of the fact that a large number of nodes will be without power at the moment. Either that or their gennies are holding up.
HISTORICAL NOTE: this event is not without precedent: 1965, when a single relay failure in Ontario caused power failures over an area almost identical to today’s blackout, and 1977, when four lightning strikes in New York caused blackout within the city.
Friday 15 August 2003
Long day at work today.
Long day at work today.
Beer tonight with Bren, Greg, Kate, Sarah, Paul, Jo, Kev, Andrea, Hamish, Ruth and lots more. Need sleep.
Saturday 16 August 2003
Gah! Just realised my AFF
Gah! Just realised my AFF team is illegal, as I have three Liverpool players – the rules say only two players from any one team. I’d forgotten that Harry Kewell is at Liverpool now. So John Arne Riise has gone, and Mario Melchiot has been drafted in.
And Todorov’s injury has proven to be more serious than first thought – he’s going to be out for the whole season. Disaster! So I’ll be at the head of the queue for transfers, which are embargoed until September 1st. Gah!
Still, good to see James Kirtley in the wickets at the Test Match.
BBC Sport Blowers commentary game
BBC Sport Blowers commentary game – only ever likely to appeal to TMS fans.
Tomorrow, I shall be at
Tomorrow, I shall be at the Pashley Manor Gardens Summer Plant Fair at Pashley Manor, Ticehurst, East Sussex. It’s open from 11am to 5pm, so drop in if you’re nearby and say hello. As organiser, I have to leave here at 5am so that can be there early enough to have everything set up for the participants. Consequently, I’m off to bed now.
Sunday 17 August 2003
Phew! Sussex win against third-placed
Phew! Sussex win against third-placed Lancashire with just ten balls to spare, and are only five points behind Surrey in the County Championship.
Long hard day at Pashley
Long hard day at Pashley today. The event was depressed by the lack of recent rain, but was still moderately successful. I’m pooped.
Monday 18 August 2003
The boy did good… BBC
Big excitement in Orchard Street
Big excitement in Orchard Street this evening. I thought that 181 had been withdrawn from the market, but this morning a large removal lorry drew up outside and packs and boxes were being packed into it as I left for work. This evening, two smaller vans are outside, and packs and boxes are being moved into the building. Notably, a very attractive blonde is also carrying packages in.
I shall be monitoring this situation closely. Might be time to call on Frannie, as I reckon I could get a better view from upstairs.
Been all over East Sussex
Been all over East Sussex and Kent today, collecting illegal signs before I get into trouble for them.
Hot to pick up a
Hot to pick up a really hot babe. How handy!
A bald man and a
A bald man and a young girl, presumably his daughter, have just posted a short note through my door.
Sad. I bet that girl is really upset. Actually, I wouldn’t mind betting her Dad is upset too.
This evening, I purchased a
This evening, I purchased a CD, the first in weeks and purely on a Wallpaper recommendation. Andy Votel’s Music To Watch Girls Cry, which, so far, seems excellent, bizarre, amusing and diverse, all in one.
I forgot to link to
I forgot to link to this the other day: Telegraph interview with Haruki Murakami.
He listens to a lot of music – rock, classical and jazz (Bill Evans and the Beach Boys are particular favourites) – but nothing Japanese. His listening is frequently interrupted by strange telephone calls – mysterious women offering phone sex; gangsters making quiet threats. He tends to sleep badly, often getting up in the middle of the night to drink whisky and brood on things until day-break. He is a decent sort, bemused by the essential strangeness of life, with more questions than answers. "I can understand his position," says Murakami lightly. "He’s an outsider. He’s his own man. He doesn’t belong to any system or any company. He’s part of me, but he’s not me. He’s looking for something."
Read this – Tom seeks
Read this – Tom seeks his father. Or at least contemplates seeking him.
Both of my parents are still very much alive, still married, and have lived in the same area since the Second World War. I see them both almost every day, and have done for all of my life. Whilst sometimes that can be a bit crowded and lead to family friction, I think I’d find it very strange if they weren’t around. But then I have never known anything different, and perhaps, when that time comes, I will find new dimensions to life that I hadn’t previously discovered or explored. Then again, their absence may just leave a big hole. Either way, I hope that the day when that becomes reality is a long way off.
Anyone going to Cocteaufest? And
Anyone going to Cocteaufest? And could anyone have thought of a less tacky name for it?
181 update. There seems to
181 update. There seems to be a bloke in addition to the blonde woman, so no chance for me to shark in there. looks like he is dealing with the important job of setting up the TV. Looks like they are putting it in the same place as their predecessors, so I’ll get a nice view of it from here, and if Frannie upstairs has the same channel on, I’ll get audio as well.
Brighton 2 – QPR 1.
Brighton 2 – QPR 1. Brighton go top of Division 2. Long way to go yet, though.
Tuesday 19 August 2003
Lonely heart Lord meets woman.
Lonely heart Lord meets woman. Aha! All becomes clear! The way to a girl’s heart is through a 71 bedroom stately home! Why didn’t I realise this before? This is obviously the key to success with the opposite sex.
Maybe I should look for a woman with a 71 bedroom home?
From my email inbox: Afternoon
From my email inbox:
Well as some of you may or may not know (and for those of you who don’t I suggest you are seated when reading this!), I have decided to leave behind my materialistic world of BMWs, champagne and Waitrose to go and put my talents to better use in the world.
On the 29th October this year I will be leaving the UK for 2 -3 months to go to Nepal and teach English to the not so fortunate children of this world. I have thought about this for a long time and feel that if you are a strong, confident and fortunate person you should put something back into the world so I am off to help those who really need it in order to survive.
I am doing all of this through a company called I-to-I who ask that I pay my own way and then attempt to fundraise my travel costs back as it is all for charity! So I write to ask you all for some help in getting me out there. My travel costs alone are £2,500 without buying the equipment necessary to teach and survive out there. Now I am not sure if I will be back for Christmas or not yet so I wondered if any of you would be prepared to bestow an early Xmas present in either helping me do some fundraising using the attached sponsorship/donation form or making a contribution to I-to-I.
Nepal is one of the poorest countries in Asia and has the lowest literacy rate after India. The children who learn English have an estimated 60% chance of securing work and more optimistically a further education.
Some of you have already stated that you will try to help by getting your work to do sponsored dress down /up days or by getting sponsors for when you run marathons etc. Any companies who make a significant contribution (or better still wish to sponsor the trip!!) would get a link on all I-to-I sites and info and I would be prepared to do the t-shirt wearing, picture taking report thing, to show your company for the truly considerate people you are!
If you work for a successful company or have rich clients then why not ask them to contribute. Any help you can muster will be gratefully received and help out the kids too!! I will make sure I will keep you all posted on how it goes and will email you all pics and updates whilst away. (email address whilst out there email@example.com)
I also hope to hold a fundraising dinner and dance and will let you know more about this too.
If you have questions let me know and thanks in anticipation of your kind help!
When Penn says she is giving up BMWs, champagne and Waitrose, she means it. I am soooooooo proud of her, she never ceases to amaze me. If you can help her in any way, then I’ll be proud of you too. Either hit the email link above, or contact me and I’ll pass the details on.
And, in case you are wondering, getting Penn to pose in a t-shirt would definitely be a good thing!
Ok, kiddies, it’s that time
Ok, kiddies, it’s that time of year again: the 12th Chichester Film Festival. 9 English premieres, 3 UK premieres, international film short competition, Australian film season, World cinema season, East Asian cinema season, late night "Xtreme" cinema, a Bertrand Tavernier retrospective, a Luchino Visconti retrospective and the London Lesbian and Gay Film Festival On Tour. Top stuff.
On my watch-if-I-can list:
- Jeremy Hardy v The Israeli Army
- Petites Coupures
- Goyangireul batakhae
- Koroshiya Ichi
- Der Amerikanische Freund
- Rocco e i suoi fratelli
- Il Gattopardo
Admittedly, we all know that I’ll never get to see all of these. A lot of them will be screened during the day, and for part of the time I will be out of the county, even out of the country. But if I get to even one or two, I will be very pleased indeed.
Beer tonight at the Nags
Beer tonight at the Nags to celebrate Dave’s 50th birthday, with Paul F, Ruth, Hamish, Sally, Malcolm, Ted, Sasha and countless other good people. I suspect the party, which has already been running for three days, has some life left in it yet.
Wednesday 20 August 2003
I’m getting very fed up
I’m getting very fed up with Easyspace again. Now their email servers are arsing around. As soon as I get a bit of time (don’t laugh), I’ll be moving lock, stock and barrel to 34sp.com.
In other news, I’m off to Holland this afternoon to go to a trade show. Mission – to seek potential licensees, a European micropropagator and to further increase my understanding and knowledge of the market on the continent. If there are any new variety opportunities, then I’ll look into those too, although I am not sure that this event is likely to show up any of those. I’ll also be looking to sample local beverages as well. And, before Arseblogger asks, I’ll not be bringing anything back – well, nothing that would be of interest to him anyway!
I shall be back in the UK on Friday evening, so expect only sporadic updates between now and then.
Was it really necessary to
Was it really necessary to interview someone called Flash for this article?
Safely ensconced in our hotel
Safely ensconced in our hotel in Alphen aan den Rijn (I’ve travelled with one of my business backers), and, thankfully, no trace of my stalker (don’t ask). And, as you can tell, I’ve successfully hooked up to the net. Good ol’ Net2Roam.
And my Easyspace mail server
And my Easyspace mail server is still down. Grr. And I’m not going to attempt a migration whilst out of the country.
Thursday 21 August 2003
Been busy at the Plantarium
Been busy at the Plantarium exhibition today. Back there tomorrow. I’m pooped.
Too tired to write here.
Too tired to write here. And lots of work things to think about.
But Alphen aan den Rijn is a pleasant if unexciting small town, the centre of which we explored this evening, concentrating our explorations on a tapas restaurant by the river. I’m full.
Saturday 23 August 2003
Am pissed as fart. Incomplete
Am pissed as fart. Incomplete report promised for the morning. In the meantime…. bzzzzzzzzzz.
Oh, and there is a
Oh, and there is a medium length report on my laptop. When I can be arsed…
Yay, although it’ll never last.
Yay, although it’ll never last.
Meanwhile, woo and yay, as
Meanwhile, woo and yay, as Brighton sign a very good striker and go top of Division 2. Sporting news is good round our way.
Food for thought:Forty years ago
Food for thought:
- Forty years ago this week, 250,000 people marched on and rallied at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington DC to demand equal rights for America’s black citizens. There they heard Martin Luther King deliver his "I have a dream" speech, one of the greatest orations in modern history. (BBC coverage of the anniversary). Undoubtedly, this event had a profound impact on public and government opinion, and, along with the other events and protests that took place during that time, led to real change.
- In February this year, somewhere between three and eight times as many people marched in London against the war in Iraq. (BBC coverage). Other rallies and marches were held across the UK and around the world. In terms of sheer numbers of people, these events dwarfed King’s March for Freedom. Yet did they really make any difference?
Apparently, the author of this
Baghdad Burning – a new
A rather attractive worm game.
A rather attractive worm game.
Boo. Brighton lose, 1-0. gah.
Boo. Brighton lose, 1-0. gah.
Three British soldiers killed in
Three British soldiers killed in Basra – soldiers of the RMP, which has its headquarters in Chichester.
I’m listening to Test Match
I’m listening to Test Match Special. Henry Blofeld and Graeme Fowler are doing the commentary. They are both, undoubtedly, pissed. Foxy Fowler has just made a very near-the-knuckle comment about policemen’s helmets.
Beer this evening, witnessing Ted
Beer this evening, witnessing Ted playing blues in the Nags (very good too), then in W2 with Arron, Matt, Cat and Justine.
Sunday 24 August 2003
I forgot to post the
I forgot to post the piece I wrote on my laptop whilst sitting at Schiphol on Friday afternoon. Here it is:
Currently sat in Schiphol airport, having arrived in even more plentiful time than I normally allow for airport departures, largely at the behest of my travelling companion, Mike, who quite possibly fears missing flights even more than I do. Anyway, he’s gone off to find an internet terminal to check his mail whilst we wait, so I’m sitting here using Notepad for a quick "Dear Diary" session. Yeh, I know – I need that WiFi card. Uh-huh.
Well, Holland is easy for the non-Dutch speaker (like me) – just about everyone is fluent in English, and those that are not are able to make themselves understood.
Most annoying thing on this trip has been the death of my camera battery, so I have taken no photos at all, either useful or entertaining. Bum clouds. Oh well, we’re back here in two weeks, so I’ll have that fixed by then.
The trip itself has been very useful. My understanding of the Dutch market is vastly improved, and it seems a little less complicated than it first appeared. It is a very complicated and congested network, with some very complicated and hard-to-understand relationships going on, but there are some simpler and more transparent solutions to doing business with Dutch horticulture, which comes as a relief to me, lacking, at present, a really trustworthy Dutch partner.
The Dutch love extras, including:
- €25 extra for breakfast per person per day at the hotel (this is turning into something of an expensive jaunt – ok, it’s on PFE, and I saved a fair bit by flying EasyJet, but even so).
- Commission on sales. And on purchases. But make sure that neither party knows that the other is also paying.
- Extra strong coffee – this is a good thing, of course.
The Dutch also love their tobacco. Of all the countries that I have travelled to in the last few years, conspicuous consumption of tobacco is more prevalent here than anywhere else. I’m sitting having coffee here now, and I’m surrounded by chain-smokers of all ages, largely but not exclusively businesspeople. In contrast, at Gatwick the smokers are corralled into a small enclosed area, and are not even furnished with seats.
And it’s not called the Low Countries for nothing. Low isn’t the word. I’d hate to have to dig a trench for a cable of anything – it must fill with water as soon as you turn your back. Mind you, on a plus side, cycling here must be great, as it is so flat, if a little boring, as the roads and cycleways are so straight.
The other impression I have come away with is that the Dutch are generally physically imposing. I don’t mean that they are all Aphrodite and Adonis. Nor are they large and fat, as so many American citizens are. Instead, they just have "presence", even those that are not very tall. Whether that stems from a strong self-confidence, which sometimes verges on arrogance, I’m not sure. But it is quite pervasive and a little intimidating – I’ve had to be in full-on confident mode, which, as the very few who truly know me will be aware, is all a bit of a front.
Anyway, Mike’s back now, on his mobile telling his wife about the cat that followed us most of the way from the restaurant to the hotel last night, so it’s time for me to stop listening to Andy Votel on the headphones and pack my electronic travelling companion/lapwarmer away, and shift myself, my bags and the hundredweight or two of brochures, leaflets and business cards collected over the two days we were at Plantarium (you can stop the Patrick Moore gags right now!) towards gate D12 and a white and orange 737 bound for Gatwick, home and the pub.
Greg Dyke announces plans to
Greg Dyke announces plans to put entire BBC programme archive online as a free resource for non-commercial use. I’m sure this has lots of implications, not least for the demand for faster broadband access (I mean faster than BT’s service – should soon be working at four times BT’s service at work) and the demand for big hard drives! My first impression is that this is a good thing, provided that there will be access to more than just the cheap entertainment programmes. On the other hand, I’m concerned about what this means for competition in the media.
Monday 25 August 2003
Santa Ballz – a good
Santa Ballz – a good puzzle game, if not very seasonal.
Brighton win, or perhaps it
Brighton win, or perhaps it would be more fair to say that Luton lost. And Brighton did better than they did on saturday. And don’t mention the cricket, either the Test or the National League. OK?
A most enjoyable afternoon in
A most enjoyable afternoon in the company of Greg, exploring the Arundel Festival Fringe Gallery Trail with a view to finding a suitable venue for his prints next year. Looks like we’ve made a good start on that, and also picked up details of a forthcoming event in Chichester that should be relevant to the cause.
via the wonder that is
via the wonder that is Fraser and B3ta, I give you Korean people playing dead, which is, apparently, the latest craze to sweep the nation that brought you urinal tourism. In particular, I want to draw your attention to these images:
Death by washing machine.
Death by children’s play equipment.
Death by urinal.
Death by bus and feather duster (by far my favourite).
Tuesday 26 August 2003
Today, I’m bringing new meaning
Today, I’m bringing new meaning to the word "busy". Expect quiet.
Bad day at the office?
Bad day at the office? Try this little calming site.
And, yes, I know that the site is down and I’m talking to myself. I will move to 34sp, although I’m buried in work at the moment. Maybe if I stay up all night, I’ll get it done?
Possibly the best 2lmc spool
Possibly the best 2lmc spool post I’ve yet seen.
How handy. A consumers’ guide
How handy. A consumers’ guide to the new 118 directory enquiries numbers.
Yay! Back online! I’m off
Yay! Back online! I’m off to the pub.
Beer tonight with Greg and
Beer tonight with Greg and Arron in the Slug and W2, with sightings of Terry, the hard-working Rachel and the in-need-of-a-good-wind-down, chill-and-relax, Kristian. Ok?
My site is dead again.
My site is dead again. Why? Grr!
Wednesday 27 August 2003
Apologies for the continuing intermittent
Apologies for the continuing intermittent service at this site. I’m in the process of nailing my hosting provider to the nearest tree. Please bear with us and don’t go away!
Busy busy, as usual.
Busy busy, as usual.
Windows news: I now have
Windows news: I now have a complete set of drawings ready to submit to the planning office, along with a full set of forms, thanks to David. All they need before being submitted is several examples of Frannie’s signature and mine as well. And the small matter of £110.00.
Hopefully, I’ll get all those signatures over the weekend, and then submit the forms on Monday before I disappear off to Holland via Cheshire.
I’ve just been outside to
I’ve just been outside to look at Mars, low in the southern sky. You can’t miss it – it’s a bright, pinkish-tinted "star", easily visible even near street lamps.
I’ve also just deleted an email from my hotmail account from someone responding to my CV – without reading it first. D’oh! Not that I’m looking for a job, of course, but I’d have been interested to read it anyway.
Thursday 28 August 2003
It seems that some explanation
It seems that some explanation of my route to Holland is required (it isn’t that exciting, so you can switch off now, if you like). I’m travelling to Holmes Chapel in Cheshire on Tuesday afternoon and staying over in a local Travelodge. It’s a five hour journey from Chichester, with train changes at Reading and Crewe. On Wednesday, I’ll be attending the Four Oaks horticultural trade show. I’ll leave there late afternoon, then travel by taxi (via the hotel to pick up my bags) to Winsford station to take a train to Runcorn, and then a bus to Liverpool John Lennon Airport, and then fly to Amsterdam Schiphol airport, where I’ll meet Mike who will have travelled in from Gatwick.
Now, if you’ve bothered to click on the links, you might wonder why I’m not taking advantage of the free shuttle bus between the trade show and Manchester airport. Simple – EasyJet will fly me from Liverpool to Amsterdam for £35. From Manchester, I have a choice of KLM (£285) or BA (£335). So a fairly easy choice to make, really.
An all-day meeting. Useful, productive,
An all-day meeting. Useful, productive, tiring. To be followed tomorrow by a trip to the dentist and then another all-day meeting. Phew.
Chichester’s Mayor, Cllr Jean Lebourlier-Woods,
Chichester’s Mayor, Cllr Jean Lebourlier-Woods, has responded to the deaths of three members of the Royal Military Police, which has its headquarters in the city, by saying:
What?? These soldiers were not even based in the city. The Mayor almost certainly never met them. This is the worst sort of sound-bite statement you could imagine.
It is utterly correct that the Mayor should speak on behalf of the city council and the city people to express our condolences. It is also right that flags in the city should be at half mast, as a mark of respect to the dead and their families. But it is not right that we should have such pitifully trite pronouncements from the appointed leader of the local government.
You’ve been over to Warp
You’ve been over to Warp Records and checked out the latest material by Broadcast and Prefuse 73, haven’t you? Good.
The Venus Project – working
Making Fiends. Question not thine
Making Fiends. Question not thine clams, nor thine jerk-ed beef.
Power cut hits transport in
Ummm. I think the Blitz spirit was more than people just talking to each other!
qB and I are linked.
qB and I are linked. How odd.
Friday 29 August 2003
I can’t decide what to
I can’t decide what to comment on this morning – the desire of the New York Times to have the transcripts of the emergency calls of trapped people in the WTC on September 11 2001, or the desire of Christina, Britney and Madge to grab as many column inches as possible by having a girly snog on stage at the MTV awards.
So I think I’ll say nothing and leave you to draw your own conclusions, whilst I prepare for a day of meetings and visits.
Saturday 30 August 2003
I meant to tell you
I meant to tell you about a couple I passed in South Street the other day. They were in their 40s, him in a sweater and chinos, she in a red summer dress. They were walking towards me, and as they passed, she said to him:
I think I may be
I think I may be becoming impossible. This is, at once, a good thing and a very bad thing. Hey ho.
Anyway, very late beer with Kearn and Greg, with sightings of Kristian, Stein and Nicky. Yay! Home is where the beer is.
Sunday 31 August 2003
International Power in talks to
Without wishing to turn this
Without wishing to turn this site into a bloglog, I would like to point out that Ian is "creating new web content" over at his site after a lengthy-ish period of quiet, which is a good thing. Bizarrely, I got this news from a bloke on the other side of the planet and not a more local source. But, you know, distance is nothing in the age of zeros and ones.
I should be working, or
I should be working, or preparing lunch, or doing some laundry, or tidying the flat, or going for a walk or something. But, no, I’m working on posting some pictures here for your delectation. Don’t say that I don’t look after you.
Butterfly on ragwort, spotted as I strolled by the harbour on the hottest day of the year.
A decaying hulk by the boatyard at Dell Quay. I may go back and take more pictures of this on another day.
Chichester Harbour, looking west from near Copperas Point towards Oldpark Wood. Anyone that tells you that Chichester Harbour is not one of the most beautiful places in the country is talking pants.
Trees at the high water line, where Salterns Copse meets the briny. The roots seem to be clinging on for dear life to the banks of the channel here, and make fantastic shapes as they struggle.
Knapweed growing near Copperas Point. There was a huge patch of this plant, that was attracting a large number of small bumblebees.
Reedmace growing in the canal west of Crosbie Bridge at Donnington. The world and its wife (including me) usually calls this plant "bullrush", but strictly speaking that is something else entirely.
Remember this stuff? I think
Remember this stuff?
I think we used to call it "arrow grass" or "dart grass" as kids. I’m sure that you were just the same as me, and used to pull the heads off the plant and throw them at friends. They always stuck best to woollen sweaters – they were hopeless on cotton and polyester shirts. I seem to remember some story along the lines that the one that you would marry was the person who you could get these things to stick to. But then I’ve heard that about cleavers too, and it never worked for me. Not yet anyway.
I only caught the last
I only caught the last 30 minutes or so of tonight’s live broadcast of Global House Connection, but I reckon it was one of the best I’ve heard yet. If I get time tomorrow evening (doubtful), I might listen to the whole show from the archive.
Wah! Someone has got to
Wah! Someone has got to this site by searching for things related to my work! Yipes! Must get the Plants For Europe site proper online PDQ!