Open Mike #6 – Question 10.
…and, yes, I think that the rattle must have rolled underneath the sofa. No, that’s fine, I can reach it from here… Good. Now that the pram has been fully re-furnished with Items of Play, we can bring...
View ArticleADMIN: An embarrassing oversight regarding e-mail.
I received an e-mail from my hosting company the other day, telling me that I had exceeded my 200mb space limit. To my surprise, 107mb of those 200mb were taken up by my mailbox. Butbutbut, I didn’t...
View ArticleI’ve been updating the sidebar this week.
Yes, I know that my sidebar is basically one great big pimpfest for the archives, and I know that you stopped looking at it months – if not years – ago, but I still adhere to the principle of keeping...
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Rainbow’s end.
Strolling back from the pre-hunt gluhwein-and-sausages do, where I narrowly avoided being interviewed by BBC Radio Derby on my so-called “support for hunting”, a subject upon which I have studiously...
View ArticleParish news.
Marcello has started counting down his Top 50 albums of 2006; meanwhile, my mate Dymbel is episodically blogging the contents of his annual Best Of The Year mix CD, in a rolling post which expands more...
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Using Twitter as an aide memoire for an old-school “What I Did On Saturday”...
12:20. Outside the village shop, our friend P opens the glass door which covers the communal noticeboard. A loose sheet of paper flies straight out at me, landing at my feet. I stoop to pick it up. It...
View ArticleTwitter-speak is infectious.
Haven’t got a lot to say for myself right now, but feel I should check in with you anyway. That “too much soy turns you boy-on-boy” link (see below) is now all over t’blogosphere. It’s so two-days-ago!...
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Tell me what you want. What you really, really want. Mike answers: To know what I want – what I really, really want – and to be guided by that knowledge. What are you doing Sunday, baby? Mike answers:...
View Article“Excuses have their uses, but now they’re all used up, all used up…”
1. The trouble with only being at work for two days in the week before Christmas is that you end up trying to cram a week’s worth of unfinished tasks into the paltry time available. Because, obviously,...
View ArticleWhat I got.
(Or in some cases, what we got.) From K: A multi-coloured cotton dressing-gown, in the sort of snazzy Paul Smith stripes which have become my sartorial signature. This will be my “city” dressing-gown...
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