Hide and Eek

I’m not saying I’m against having bonus tracks on CDs. It’s just… why hide it? Why go to that effort? Why not just stick an extra track at the end and say “Here - this is an extra song. A bonus, if you will. It will come on, as track 12, immediately after track 11, [...]

Geography. Kind of.

Sister’s big plans for the weekend have fallen through, and she has decided she wants to accompany me to Dublin. “I’ll have 3 CDs of Sixties music, my SatNav, and sandwiches,” she promises. “I’ll be good - in fact, I’ll probably be hungover. Can I meet K8 the Gr8 and Grannymar?”
 This is good, because it means I can [...]

Gibberwacky

 ”Gibberwacky” may not appear to make much sense, but that is because it is, like, profound and stuff. You could try reading this poem first. It still won’t make any sense, but you’ll have a deeper sense of appreciation for my artistic genius.
‘Twas midnight, and the sleepy Hails
Did yawn and fidget in her chair.
All [...]

The Zoo of Life

“I quite enjoyed Saturday,” said Mum, thoughtfully. ”I found quite a few graves.”
“Err, great!” I replied, wondering yet again about the normality of some of the conversations that take place in my family. You have to bear in mind that this phone call took place right in the middle of a lazy, sprawled-on-the-sofa-talking-rubbish sort of evening with Sister and Kat, [...]

Friday is Freedom

Sometimes it’s so liberating to get to the end of the week.
Such was the case this Friday for Kate and I as we wandered dazedly around the showroom, switching out lights, locking doors, shutting down the computer and so on. We said goodbye at the door after discussing our need for rest, our plans for the weekend, [...]

Troubled

I am slightly embarrassed to tell you that this particular blog post started out in life as a private email to K8 the Gr8. She never received it, as I realised halfway through that it’s a bit late now to be worrying about my fellow bloggers thinking I’m an eejit… might as well just publish [...]

Being Open-Minded

Do you sometimes feel as if you have to like certain things because they’re ‘classics’ or ‘legendary’? Pulp Fiction, for example. Or, I don’t know… Mozart. Or yer man Thomas Hardy, who wrote ’symbolically’ about fields and moors and brick houses. Sometimes I’ve caught myself nodding sagely and saying “Oh yes - a classic!” when, to [...]

What the qwijibo?

I seem to have become entangled in a whole big Scrabulous Tournament nightmare, and I have to say that I can only echo Nelly’s current sentiments.
Do you remember the good old days of, erm, last week? When you used to play the odd game of Scrabulous, making your move in a luxuriously leisurely manner during a spare minute?  [...]

Live and learn

“So, what did you learn at work today?” asked Sister as we drove to Tesco’s tonight.
Recently, I decided to stop being constantly bored with my answer-the-phone-and-sit-alone-at-the-desk-while-everyone-else does-important-things job. Instead, I would look for opportunities to learn new skills, thus improving my CV. (Resourceful, eh? That’s going on there, too.) However, there are days when I [...]

Sick as a… cat

Having gone to bed with a headache that has lingered mercilessly since Tuesday’s curtain pole trauma, I am awakened by Sister coming into my room to tell me it’s nearly time for me to get ready for church, and that she’s going round to a friend’s house. I groan, my head still throbbing.
“Oh, and your cat [...]