Category: old blogging

soon after seeing the pub sign, as I was walking along thinking about stuff when a pigeon flew up and crapped on my rucksack. Is that a good or bad sign?

here is an insight into what it is like to live in Chichester:
what does your local offer in the way of food? steak and chips? scampi and fries? ham and egg? well, I walk past ten pubs and bars to get to my flat from the station (a walk that lasts all of eight minutes), and outside one (The Fountain) I spotted this sign today:
“Served from 12 noon until 2pm:
TEACAKES”
Teacakes??? In a city centre pub? how very Chichester.

More on Brian Trubshaw. In particular, note how he dealt with a “trickier moment” – bear in mind that a VC-10 is about the size of a Boeing 737.

Brian Trubshaw dies

Frannie, my upstairs neighbour, is a practising Christian. She is currently listening to Songs of Praise at full volume. I am fighting back with To Rococo Rot. On the first day of 2000, I was rudely woken at about 3pm by Cliff Richard‘s Millennium Prayer on auto-repeat at full volume for nearly an hour. Frannie’s great.

crews of council workmen are roaming the city this afternoon gathering sandbags. All the pipes have been removed from Market Avenue. Chichester is gradually getting back to normal – next week they are going to remove the temporary bridge from South Street, probably the most potent symbol of the flooding threat. It will be strange with it gone.

hmm. Irritatingly, Blogger does not allow me to alter the times of newly posted entires to BST – if I switch to GMT+1, it alters all entries, new and old. So, the time stamp at the foot of each entry now bears the suffix GMT.

last night: beer with Matt, Tam and Kearn. very pleasant.
this morning: bumped into James and Bern (his new paramour apparently) on the train. He had failed to remember that it was Mother’s Day – nice one mate.

must say I am dead pleased with my new pull down menus (you were impressed too, I can tell). Am now tempted to learn JavaScript properly.

to submit, or not to submit – that is the question.