Month: March 2005

  • Grr

    To the bright spark that drove into Hels’s car in one of the lanes in Ruralville, smashing off the wing mirror, and didn’t stop – thanks. That’ll cost us quite a bit to have fixed.
    To whichever of our cats it was that knocked over the full vase on the dining table overnight, spilling water all over my brand new Wallpaper* magazine and leaving a huge water stain in the table and an even bigger puddle on the floor – thanks. Next time, I’ll use the pair of you to mop it up.

  • Lay down a groove…

    …and play that funky music til you die.
    There’s a Bloggers’ Disco going on, and whilst I could have nominated any one of a thousand tracks for the playlist that none of you would have heard of, I decided to go for Play That Funky Music by Wild Cherry.
    It’s for charity, you know. And Mike is paying, which is nice.

  • Fruitless

    BT have sent a letter to my business. It was sent to the old address and relates to the old telephone number, telling me that I am to get an upgrade to my broadband service there from 512kbps to 2Mbps.
    So, I call them to see if the database needs to be updated and if I can get the same upgrade at my new premises. And all I got, after ten minutes in a queue, was the telephonic equivalent of a shrug and "I dunno". Not terribly helpful.
    Essentially, I’ve been advised that I should get a letter at my new premises in the next week or so. The database, apparently, is up to date, in spite of the letter clearly showing that it isn’t. And I’ll only get to hear about the upgrade once they get to my exchange, as they are doing each in turn.
    Sigh.

  • Rewarding bad behaviour

    Pah! A further example of the wrong message sent out by football! Online football top trumps where a player with a higher number of yellow cards beats a player that has received fewer yellow cards. Shocking!

  • The Mixulator

    You know, I’m always completely ditracted by things like this.

  • Soccer corrupts, absolute soccer corrupts absolutely

    Apparently, football shown on TV corrupts the behaviour of children that view it. I don’t find this at all implausible, given the way that young kids love to copy their heroes, and having watched my nephew idolise Wayne Rooney, a figure who must be one of the least suitable role models for any eight year old.
    What did astonish me, however, was hearing a representative of the Professional Footballers’ Association, speaking on Radio 4’s PM programme this evening, having the temerity to suggest that the problem was not the foul language and poor behaviour of the footballers, but the fact that the TV cameras get them on close-up. What?? Surely, if players moderated their language and behaviour, there would be nothing to be captured by the cameras and this whole thing would not be an issue.
    It is time that the football authorities took a tougher line on this. Rugby and cricket woke up to this a while ago, with suitable punsihments now imposed upon players that bring the game into disrepute through their behaviour. Football has already been working to eliminate racism – it is time it dealt with some of its other failings too.

  • More cartoon strips

    Following on from the recent Garfield archive, here’s a complete archive of Calvin and Hobbes strips.

  • The cricketing bishop, RIP

    David Sheppard, Sussex cricketer and Bishop of Liverpool, has died.