Category: old blogging

For my next trip to America, I’ve booked my flight with United Airlines via the American Airlines website, and the tickets have arrived from an address in Spain. I’ll be flying from Heathrow to Santa Barbara via San Francisco, and returning from Sacramento via Los Angeles.
Now look at an atlas and see if any of this makes sense. Surely there must be a more effective way of doing things.

I don’t subscribe to the "asking for trouble" argument with this sort of thing, as I don’t think anyone would actually ask to be raped or abducted, but in the case of the girl who escaped abduction in Doncaster the other day, one has to ask: what on earth was a sixteen year old girl doing walking alone at 3.20am?

Cycads under threat. Better policing of CITES would help too – and that means giving support and resources to bodies like the PHSI to put staff in airports and ports, as Customs personnel simply do not have the knowledge and experience to do the job.

The BBC must be very proud of their animated trottoir.

Today is American Independence Day and National Kissing Day. Not much chance of being kissed today, so I’ll just have to make do with being independent, and planning my next trip to America.

This place and this place are linked by one of these operated by these people. It’s true.

Slack Sabbath Air Guitar Championships. No further comment needed.

Apparently the new look Blogger has a problem handling very long posts. So Blogger users should be advised to cut ‘n’ paste into NotePad before hitting Publish when suffering attacks of verbosity.

Talking lamp posts for the blind. I did start thinking that this idea could be extended to help the inebriated get home after last orders, but then realised that all that would happen is that every lamp post would have some pissed person hugging it and telling it that it was their "besht friend".

It must be Idiot’s Day today. They seem to be everywhere. How come they don’t warn me of this in my diary?