Surrounded By Self Absorbed Ignorance
While cycling to work this morning I stood at a junction for nearly five minutes astride my mountain bike, waiting for a break in the traffic. The entire roa...
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Retro Organisers Rule
Filofax personal organisers appeal to the productivity maniac part of my brain somehow. Considering that I lived for 2 years with an iPhone in my pocket, now...
The Weekend In Photos
Saturday was filled with a visit to relatives we should really visit far more often in Oxfordshire.
New Broom Sweeps Clean With The Macbook
Who remembers the couple of years I spent working in central London ? Who remembers the blog posts written on the train, performing character assassination o...
Some Numbers
For those with an anally retentive statistics streak, here are some numbers fresh out of Google Analytics, charting the return of “Cheese and Beans” on 25th ...
A Crash And A Whoosh
This morning the machinery of our house spat us out of bed at the prescribed moment, pitching us into the morning routine. I woke several times as the radio ...
Take The Keyboard Away From Me
It would appear that if a computer keyboard is within reach of my insane fingers, I will meddle with the theme of this blog. Given a little reflection, it se...
The Wisdom Of Children
In between various work requests and support calls from customers, I sat at work this morning watching the clock - watching for 11am to arrive; knowing it wo...
Its Official I Hate The Mustard Theme
I don’t quite know why I chose the mustard theme. It seemed like a good idea at the time. On reflection, it was pretty crap, wasn’t it. Awful in fact. I susp...
Lady Gaga Heres To The Crazy Ones
This week the video for “Telephone” by Lady Gaga was released. There are not enough adjectives. It’s inventive, loud, original, and perhaps most importantly,...