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Month: July 2001

  • Well, I certainly have packed

    Well, I certainly have packed a lot into my day off so far, and I have yet to get as far as the pub. Here is the day so far in bullet-points:

    • Got up late, but not too late (good)
    • Tidied all the papers that were strewn across the floor of my bedroom and actually filed them instead of pushing them into a pile in the corner (very good)
    • …but it took much longer than anticipated (bad)
    • Went to the bank and took steps to sort out my ailing finances (good)
    • Then went and bought some clothes in Next (oh dear)
    • …some bedlinen in Army and Navy (very bad)
    • ….and a new saucepan (siiigh)
    • …and a CD in MVC (very very bad)
    • Went shopping in Waitrose for food and provisions (good)
    • Bought lunch (necessary)
    • Bumped into Alison (always a pleasure)
    • Tidied the living room (good)
    • Did some laundry (fluffy warm towels – hurrah!)
    • Cleaned the windows (blimey! daylight!)
    • Renewed my membership of the CIM (evil marketer alert! evil marketer alert! beyoop! beyoop!)
    • Ordered two text books for next term’s course (using £50 voucher I won ages ago – two books for £7 inc postage – cool!)
    • And finished the day off by ordering a new sexy black shit-hot frisbee (oh dear oh dear oh dear)

    There was plenty more that I wanted to get done, but didn’t, but I reckon that is a pretty good show for one day.

  • I’m in a very good

    I’m in a very good mood this evening. So good that I’m going to stay in and go to bed early. I’ve the day off tomorrow, and my good mood means that I’ll spend it cleaning the flat and doing laundry. I may even go and buy some groceries.

  • Following on from this post,

    Following on from this post, I’ve been pondering the idea of a BlogParade – ukbloggers on flatbed trucks with PCs drive through the centre of London to an all-night blog session in Hyde Park. Mo would have a stealth truck so that nobody could guess his true identity. Cal would conduct a poll to see which was the best float. Nick would take pictures of everything.
    What would the other floats look like?

  • No variety of love is

    No variety of love is too trivial for exegesis. No aspect of love is so ridiculous that it hasn’t been exhaustively reviewed by the great thinkers, the great artists, and the great hosts of daytime talk shows.

    and the not-so-great bloggers.

  • And on the subject of

    And on the subject of MPs, I’m sure that lots of Tory MPs read this site daily. Well, to you I say – make Ken your leader! If you want to get back in to power, and be respected by the public, do NOT elect the greasy slimeball or the bald oddity. People like fat blokes who drink whisky and smoke cigars. Whilst not everyone will agree with what Ken Clarke says, they will respect his conviction, his honesty and his straight talking.

  • Sometimes, having parents is like

    Sometimes, having parents is like being an MP – I’ve just being given an envelope full of cash from my dad. Not quite sure what I’ve done to deserve it, but it is appreciated.

  • Plans seem to be well

    Plans seem to be well advanced for the UKBloggers Party in the Park this Saturday. Mo has irresponsibly suggested that those people who would have gone to the cancelled Love Parade should turn up at the PITP instead. Thankfully, I think we can rest assured in the knowledge that whilst 250,000 people might travel to Newcastle to see the UK’s finest DJs, I think I’d be impressed if 2 people turned up in Hyde Park to see the UK’s worst bloggers.
    Anyway, I’ll be there. I’m currently working on a plan to have lunch with my lovely cousin Gemma beforehand, giving the opportunity to catch up on gossip about our lovelives (hers seems sorted at the moment, mine is just a source of amusement!).

  • Is notsosoft turning soft?

    Is notsosoft turning soft?

  • Excerpt from an email from

    Excerpt from an email from my bestest pal, Sarah:

    it was an excellent night though, I really enjoyed it – danced my bum off, but as with the way of things it did go a little pearshaped towards the end

    Sarah – the girl with the pear-shaped bum. arf.

  • Here is a little story

    Here is a little story to put a smile on your face and make you say “ahhh, bless!”.
    As you will know, my friend Paul F sings in a band (Could Be Good) that plays blues covers. This weekend, the band was playing at a wedding. The gig was going along nicely, Paul had just finished a song and was giving the old “thanjewverrymush” when he felt a tugging at his trouser leg. Looking down, a little girl of about 3 or 4 was tugging on the knee of his trousers to get his attention (bear in mind that Paul is a big tall bloke with a big deep voice – but kids at that age have no fear). Paul bent down and said “hello”.
    Little Girl: hello, do you know ‘The Wheels On The Bus Go Round And Round’?
    Paul: yes, I do.
    LG: will you play it for me?
    P: well, I’m not sure if the boys in the band know it. I’ll ask them.
    P (to band): boys, do you know ‘The Wheels On The Bus Go Round And Round’?
    Band: yeh, we can play that.
    P (to Little Girl): yes, we know it. Would you like us to play it for you?
    LG: yes please!
    P: ok, but I’m not sure if I know all the words, so you’ll have to help me.
    LG: ok, I’ll get my friend too.
    So whilst the Little Girl went to fetch her friend, Paul announced to the guests: we don’t normally do requests, but we have a special one we are going to do now.
    Then, crouching down with the two kiddies, they played the first verse of the song. And then, as the guests all stood around watching, all the other kids went up and joined in, singing along and doing all the actions – “The mummies on the bus go yak! yak! yak!, yak! yak! yak!, yak! yak! yak!….”
    For anyone who has ever seen Good Be Good play, this must be quite a picture. The sort of picture that makes you go: “ahhh, bless!”