Month: July 2001

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Further to my earlier comments about using old browsers, if you use an old browser, please read this and act on it.

Another evening spent in Priory Park, reading, watching the world and a cricket match. And thinking – a really bad habit that I should try to break, as it never seems to get me anywhere.

Thunderbugs are ickle. And bloody irritating.

The long period of hot, sultry, humid, rainless weather has finally broken this morning, with a long, rumbling storm. There is a very fresh smell from the rain – you can almost hear the plants heaving a sigh of relief.

One or two people have reported problems viewing this site – the sidebar seems to disappear for some people. And what do you all have in common? Ah yes, old browser syndrome, especially those using Macs. Go here to get NN6.01 which *should* render this page correctly.

To a barbeque last night in the grounds of the splendid Shopwhyke Hall, hosted by Kearn and featuring Paul F, Ian, Sacha, Arron, Matt, Paul C, Chris and his girly, DA, DAGS, Kev and Andrea. It was a good evening, although I wasn’t in the most cheery of moods, spending most of my evening waiting for the phone to ring – which it didn’t. sigh.

Search Google for mug tree and guess what site turns up at number 7? Sorry, no mug trees for sale here, but if you click on “Grayblog merchandise” in the sidebar, you can buy some lovely mugs to put on your mug tree once you get it!

It’s too hot to do anything other than stress. At the moment I am stressing internally about just about everything you could imagine to stress about. You name it and I am sure I am stressing about it. Of course, the heat means that I am too hot to do anything about any of the things that are causing me stress, which gives me further cause for stress.
In an internal, sedentary kind of way, of course. It’s too hot to stress proactively.

A morning spent in the company of the Man From The Ministry, including a discussion on the potential problems that could be caused by Orthachaeta dissimilis, the merits of various varieties of Hedychium and Callistemon, and the thorny issue of pub licensing regulation in and around Chichester.