Category: very old blogging

Camelot gets lottery licence – Richard Branson = pregnant chad. Look out for fun times ahead in the courts, kids.

owners of UK-based weblogs may care to take a butcher’s hook at meetlinks – it’s self explanatory.

weekend report: Friday featured beer session in W2, including AW losing her temper. but all sorted now, no harm done. I, of course, was a model of quiet restraint.
Saturday we went shopping in Brighton, including dinner here, which was very lovely. Brighton was heaving, but AW and I managed to get most of our Christmas shopping done. In the evening, we entertained my parents to dinner at AW’s – swordfish steak with rustic tomato sauce. Not bad, even if I say so myself.
Yesterday, AW did school work whilst I did my Christmas cards. Then we went back to mine, and AW cooked a lovely tea. Then we were dull and went to bed early.

Three Millennium cities created – the “City of Brighton and Hove”? The Hove folk won’t stand for that. (For those that do not know, Hove is a small town adjacent to Brighton, and has always lived in the shadow of its much larger neighbour – but Hove people are a proud bunch, and if you say they live in Brighton, they will always reply “Hove, actually”).

Man takes pictures of flooded roads for a hobby – plenty of material around here at the moment.

Hong Kong woman in bid to mend ozone layer – daft enough to be Romanian.

Beer can stave off heart attacks and blindness – hurrah! More beer!

not sure if I should post this….oh whattheheck…AW had a dream last night and woke me up to tell me about it (at 4am or something – thanks). Apparently she was rushing to get to hospital on a bus (obviously *the* most effective way to rush anywhere) and when she got there she (painlessly and quickly) gave birth to what she described as a “perfect baby girl”. I’ll spare you the other details. Apparently I wasn’t there, although her mate Sue (mother of AW’s goddaughter) was.
Now, coming from someone who has, ever since I have known her, professed an utter terror of ever becoming a mother, I find this strange. interpretations welcome.

here are the results of the poll on office animals:
cat: 50% of votes cast
dog: 0%
fish: 0%
other animal: 0%
no animal: 50%
Looks like we need a recount.
Thanks to both people who bothered to vote. Maybe I need to make future polls more sexy, along the lines of:
>I have shagged a cat
>I have shagged a dog
>I have shagged a fish
>I have shagged another type of animal (specify)
>I have shagged no animals other than the employees/boss
Results will be posted here on Thursday. Votes by 0900GMT on that day please. Your anonimity will be preserved (snarf!).

Virgin ‘superjumbos’ to have mile-high club beds – that’ll be the Airbus A3-XXX then. guffaw.