Happy New Year!

Another year wiser and another excuse to compile a series of lists and memories. In many respects it’s been the best and worst of years, but two events tip it firmly in the favour of “years to forget”. More on that later, let’s get the really important stuff out of the road first. Best of 2005 Best ‘new’ blog (to me at least) – Southern Bird Best blog post – impossible to tell, I’ll just direct you to troubled diva’s PoW competition. Best software – the find of the year, for me, was definitely uTorrent Best book – A Million Little Pieces edges it, just. Best movie – Ray Best album – Aerial by Kate Bush. Best gig – Foo …

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No rest

Lovely Christmas day, tempered with more bad news in the evening (more later but I’m not dwelling on it now). Delicious dinner, ate too much, drank enough to destroy my liver several times over and got some rather nice pressies as well. Yesterday was spent in the company of friends, inventing cocktails, playing board games and laughing about things which were really funny at the time. Not so much now though. Home today for a brief rest. Tomorrow my parents over for dinner. Thursday a night at Louise’s cousins. Friday we’re down at friends for a cocktail night. Saturday.. well it’s Hogamanay of course! Sunday is a day of rest and we play host to Louise’s brother and sister on …

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Crimbo Humour

Certainly not original but tickled my funny bone. A little. Things you can only say during Christmas: I prefer breasts to legs Tying the legs together keeps the inside moist. Smother the butter all over the breasts! If I don’t undo my trousers, I’ll burst! I’ve never seen a better spread! I’m in the mood for a little dark meat. Are you ready for seconds yet? It’s a little dry; do you still want to eat it? Just wait your turn, you’ll get some! Don’t play with your meat. Stuff it up between the legs as far as it will go. Do you think you’ll be able to handle all these people at once? I didn’t expect everyone to come …

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Soundtrack your life

Every now and then I find myself thinking (I hesitate to call it planning) out blog posts whilst wandering around. This is no exception and, as you’ll find if you read on, I do seem to wax lyrical a tad. No excuse or pardon is requested, just a forewarning. This gets a bit… esoteric? For a moment let me split the world into two types of people. Those who listen to music whilst walking around, and those that don’t. Agreed? Good. In the past, I’ve heard people say that the “iPodding” of the world is a bad thing with people more inclined to shut themselves away, close their ears and minds to the rest of humanity and try to create …

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A letter of complaint

I’ll probably re-visit this post later, but I’ll post it as is for the moment. I’ve been an Orange customer, on and off for over ten years (the longest I spent away from them was for one year). I’ve always been happy with the tariffs and offers, less so with the reception but it’s never been unsufferable. In short, I was a pretty happy customer. Until now. I’ll preface all this by saying that I’m STILL an Orange customer but there is a snippy letter being sent to their Customer Service department. If they don’t come up with something decent I’ll cancel my (new) contract within the alloted time period… but I’m getting ahead of myself. I currently have a …

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Not from Sveeden

Last night, which kinda snuck up on me, saw me and a few thousand others bopping along to all those wonderful old Abba hits. Yes that’s right. Abba. Or, more accurately, the tribute band Björn Again were in town. I’ve seen them once before, almost 15 years ago now, when they played a gig at the Barrowlands. Last night we were in the ‘Armadillo’ which, whilst very nice, is entirely seated and kinda gets in the way of the dancing. Not that that stopped us mind you, it didn’t take long for us to be up out of our seats and clapping along with the best of them… ohh and I should pause at this point to apologise to the …

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The F Word

Seems that Mr. Ramsay is in the papers again – no such thing as bad press, right? – for showing the deaths of six turkeys. For once I happened to have watched the show, and can admit that it was a bit of a shock (geddit!!). For those who aren’t aware, Gordon Ramsay and his family have been looking after some turkeys for the past few months. The primary aim was to slaughter them and eat one for Christmas dinner, one of those “life lesson” things I guess. Fairy muff you might say, that’s his business etc etc. Of course it’s slightly different as, when it came time to slaughter the birds, you saw it all. The method of slaughter …

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Matchsticks

There is nothing better than lying, slightly bedraggled and hungover, on the couch all day watching crap TV and classic movies like Clash of the Titans. I’d forgotten just how spectacularly bad the latter was, although to be fair to the actors it can’t have been easy to work with that dialogue. Fantastically awful, I could barely take my eyes off the screen. Louise was out for the day (and most of the night it turned out) so I had complete autonomy. I ate nothing but toast, drank a mixture of diluting pear and blackcurrant and then fresh orange and mango juices … um… not mixed together I hasten to add, and enjoyed a lovely little tube of dipped strawberry …

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