Category Archives: Drivel
In the land of the careless, the man with a spellchekker is king
So it took me three days to notice the typo in that last entry. Whatever… ;-)
You have no mail
The postman didn’t call today. My work involves a number of pieces of printed music being delivered to me each month, I subscribe to a couple of magazines and I’ve recently been selling lots of CDs on Ebay, and have … Continue reading
Water of life
What about that new Dasani bottled water, eh? Filtered tap water in a nice blue bottle. London water has always tasted fine to me, but not enough to make me want to buy half a litre of it from a … Continue reading
Miscellaneous musings round about midnight
Miscellaneously… Mozilla have had to rename their Firebird (previously Phoenix) browser again. It’s now called Firefox and version 0.8 will probably be every bit as good as the previous versions… I’ll let you know next time I’m on the WinXP … Continue reading
Slow start to the year
So, yeah, anyway… did the Christmas and New Year thing, came back home, found that my hideous uselessness had made me forget to do loads of things, so spent the first week of normality desperately trying to do them. Still … Continue reading
Seasonal
If I don’t remember to write anything else before Thursday, Merry Christmas! Or just enjoy whatever you celebrate…
It was me! I found Santa!
And while I’m in something of a photo satire mood, it’s only fair that I should feature the opposition. George, you might want to be gentle to the bearded old fool in the previous picture… after all, he’s probably just … Continue reading
Old man found living on farm
Why didn’t they tell us he looked like this? I’ve seen this man almost every day during the last couple of weeks, whenever I’ve walked through our local indoor shopping mall. There’s always a load of kids queuing up to … Continue reading
Tony and George out on the piss
Fish and chips and mushy peas? A fine English tradition, and something I’d recommend (as long as it’s done properly) to anyone. But in a pub? Wrong, wrong, all wrong – get a meat pie down you, man. Scampi and … Continue reading
The Flaming Lips grin
If I seem unusually serene today, it’s because I’m wearing the customary post-Flaming-Lips-gig grin.