Archive for May, 2004

Who could resist

Monday, May 31st, 2004

a book with a synopsis like this?

Here is the story of Kaiser Wilhelm’s holiday in a small Welsh spa town shortly before the outbreak of the Great War, and of the Welsh waxwork museum largely peopled by countless effigies of Prince Philip discarded by Madame Tussaud’s. There is the true story of how a project to ensure the survival of the Welsh language came to involve the translation of pornographic novels, and the equally true story of how Kurt Cobain came to meet Courtney Love – in the one nightclub in Newport, South Wales. And there is the utterly baffling tale of how the Holy Grail temporarily came to be in the safe keeping of the manager of Lloyds Bank in Aberystwyth.

The Bank Manager and the Holy Grail: Travels in the Strange Kingdom of Wales by Byron Rogers.

There are far too many items in the shopping basket, I’m trying to delete those I can get from the library, those I can borrow from friends and relations and those I’ll never have time to read anyway.

Total an hour ago: £143.69
Current total: £56.34
Target: £25.00

I may be some time…

Oh the shame…

Sunday, May 30th, 2004

11:00 Friday morning: total loss of internet connection. Try all the usual tricks, nothing gives, panic run to office to up/download files to Japan.

16:00 Saturday afternoon: Chris the computer man arrives, runs extenstive diagnostic tests on router, phone line, etc.

16:18 Saturday afternoon: Chris the computer man discovers that phone line has been pulled out of socket (can I blame the dogs?).

16:19 Saturday afternoon: Normal service is resumed. Too embarrassed to go online, settle down with a pot of tea and a film instead.

05:30 Sunday morning: Up to make flask of coffee for beloved one who’s been invited to fish the River Test. Beloved one is like a dog with two tails. Can barely contain his excitement. Fresh grilled trout for supper methinks.

06:30 Remember that we now have internet connection!

It has surprised (and reassured) me how easy it is to get out of the habit of being constantly online. This is a Very Good Thing.


Friday, May 28th, 2004

Can’t believe I forgot to mention Wales beating the Barbarians 42-0.

That’s a big fat 42 and a pffting, non-existant 0. Yessirreee!

“If this were beer, I’d be an alcoholic”

Friday, May 28th, 2004

NY Times article on blogging addiction [via The Blog Herald].

So what am I doing posting at 5 in the morning, hmm? Thanking God that M has finally arrived safely home. He was due home around midnight after a night out with the lads but instead drove into an accident site. The poor man driving the car looked to be in a very bad way. What remained of the car he was driving lay scattered over both sides of the dual carriageway and punctured the diesel tank of our car, which looks as if it’s a write-off. But he’s home safe. And so to bed.


Wednesday, May 26th, 2004

Well there was plenty more to tickle the fancy but with practically no internet access since late Monday night I’ve not had much of a chance to see any of it. And now I’m wading knee deep in deadlines so a few things from the “must post that” list and I’m outta here:

Duck art

Painting of a pair of boots that look just like duck's feet

Be sure to click on all the links at the bottom (Raum 1, 2, and so on) [thanks to Bleu Blanc Blog and j-walk.]

Soon to be in my shopping basket The Accidental President: How 413 Lawyers, 9 Supreme Court Justices, and 5,963,110 Floridians (Give or Take a Few) Landed George W. Bush in the White House, taken from George W Bush’s wishlist [again thanks to j-walk]

Heard on yesterday’s BBC Radio 2, a new blog from Miles Mendoza, website of the day, including blogging for beginners.

Oxfam to offer music downloads at big noise music. So 10p in every £1 goes to the charity? Hmm. And the other 90p goes… where exactly?

Three days in and I’m already 2 behind on Blogliners. I’m going to polish my haiku skills and research Greek and Roman gods. That’s after I’ve posted a few ideas. Ahem.

Be good, chicklets.

Getting back in the da swing

Monday, May 24th, 2004

No more posts tonight, I’ve not had much time to go bloghopping this past week so I’m coming over to your place for a visit.

Hang on, I’ll keep this post open and add updates when I come across anything that’ll tickle your fancy. So to speak.

“gmail! gmail! my kingdom for a gmail account!” With apologies to the bard. One of the few things I miss about not being with blogger anymore is that I missed the chance to get a gmail account. Dammit. If anyone has one spare that they don’t know what to do with (yeah right) then I’m your man. I mean woman. [Via Flip [who has a great blog but it’s so not work safe!]

Zeno sums up American sports:

As for the games themselves? Well Baseball is cricket without tea (and cricket is the most boring game EVER devised); Football has nothing to do with feet and has everything to do with war games, Basketball is a girls game and Ice Hockey is legalised gang-fighting on ice.

Huwge has a very thoughtful piece on Michael Moore (entry dated May 24, 2004)

Monday’s child

Monday, May 24th, 2004

What do you get when you combine the creative talents of Anne and Taz with the all round silliness of another blogger?

Blogliners logo, small pale pink bird with long legs

We’ve all had days when we’re staring at a blank screen thinking “What the heck can I post about today?. The plan is to add an idea a day, starting this very day and gradually build up an archive of ideas to fall back on when the muse buggers off down the pub for a gin and tonic and you’re left bereft and postless.

So what’s the first idea I hear you cry?

Monday’s child is fair of face, Write a blog entry about the characteristics ascribed to you by your birth-day of the week. On target? Or way off base?


Don’t try this at home

Monday, May 24th, 2004


Day of rest

Monday, May 24th, 2004

06:30-10:30 Ironing [while catching up on video tape and copious amounts of tea].

10:30-11:30 Dog walking.

11:30-11:40 Start hoovering, decide to find attachment to clean lampshades.

Quote of the day

Monday, May 24th, 2004

“When messing with a super-clip, page Colin trapped the end of his tongue.”

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