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I’m sitting in Aaron & Tanya’s kitchen, writing a blog post while we wait for the satellite TV guy to get his arse back down from the roof so we can jump in the car and go in to check , you’ll all be relieved to know.out what’s goin’ down in Seattle… I arrived here…
Possibly the finest Top Ten I’ve ever assembled. It’s bewilderingly good.
I suspect this is going to be one of those posts that begins with “I don’t normally get involved in such things, BUT…”. Hmm. OK, it would be safe to say that the recent televisual goings on involving Harry Connick Jr. in Australia have been quite well publicised, and possibly the last thing the world…
There’s not much more to this than blatant self-promotion – the other week our morris dancing team (that would be The Westminster Morris Men, in case this wasn’t yet abundantly clear) was filmed as part of an ITV News piece to promote the upcoming premiere of the new film, “Morris: A Life With Bells On“. …
This is largely inspired by last night’s gig, Ade Edmonson & The Bad Shepherds – I turned to The Puzzler and said “How far do you reckon that distance is between me & Ade?”, and he said “About 50 feet?”. And almost instantly I came up with this list. And technically it was before midnight, so it’s still a Tuesday list. Alphabetical order, sort of.
With the 40th anniversary of Monty Python’s Flying Circus happening this week, and prompted by having spotted another similar list, I thought maybe I’d apply my brain power to the topic of which are my favourite Python sketches (thereby resulting in a far superior list). By “sketch”, I’ve sort of included pieces from the movies,…
Near work we’ve got a cafe which operates a loyalty card system. Unfortunately, as they also have a policy of employing non-native English speakers, my attempts to educate them on the subtle errors on that loyalty card have proven fruitless. Despite my repeated attempts to get my sixth coffee for free, apparently I’m only allowed…
I’ve got a bad feeling about this… For some reason I’ve made a habit of doing silly things in the month of November. Customarily this involves ridiculous facial hair, however as I reached the zenith of human achievement in that arena last year, the hunt was on for a new challenge, and somehow I got…
A new coffee vendor has opened up around the corner from the office. In light of the fact that Mystery Sandwich Girl has now been verified as an utterly unsuitable pursuit (she smokes, doesn’t drink, and she obsessively enjoys Dan Brown novels), and also in light of the fact that their coffee was rubbish anyway,…
An attempt at a list of my top ten pubs. In London, I mean. I think it was closer to twelve. Unless you count the other 20 or so listed at the bottom. Oh boy, this is tricky.