So, we had a small titter of celebration here at Humpy Towers when my facebook friend count hit 800. A bit later when it hit 900, I was further surprised but quite chuffed: it’s nice to know there’s so many
Just a really quick one (to save you having to read another 1700+ word rant on ill-informed bollards) – SCIENTISTS have proven that bacon sandwiches help you get over hangovers. Like, with molecules, and stuff. The story, from The Telegraph,
In the absence of any other tangible way of measuring one’s progress through life, I thought this might be worth reporting. Although I’m not 100% sure what prompted the Sean Connery-eqsue subject line, but letsh not focush on that, hmm?
I’m always bewildered by the daily displays of outrage portrayed in the British press (although some papers are worse culrpits than others): today I’ve read about outrage over prisoners being given a standup comedy course, uproar over a topless photo
Ovation (from The Free Dictionary) Enthusiastic, prolonged applause. A show of public homage or welcome. An ancient Roman victory ceremony of somewhat less importance than a triumph. Last week, thanks to the eagle-eyed efforts of Paul the Dodgy Aussie, I
I was just going through my newsfeeds in Google Reader – which I periodically do – to prune them back to a manageable firehose of continuously new information. I’m subscribed to what I can only describe as a disturbing number
Recently-ish, in the habit I’ve grown accustomed to now, I had a birthday. This temporal landmark doesn’t always seem to inspire a massive shower of gifts in the way that one quietly hopes it will, however I do from time
For reasons just beyond my understanding the room cleaners in my Paris hotel yesterday made off with the remaining pair of fresh boxer shorts I had for the weekend. Of course I didn’t notice this until 5:50 this morning when