Reading time: < 1 min Friday night. A work colleague’s 40th, several beers (and the creation of the Crushinator) then onto a house warming party. Home by 2:30 a.m. Hungover already covered, thanks for the cures guys! Saturday night. Dinner at brother-in-laws (a superb home cooked Indian meal), several bottles of red wine, back to in-laws house, where we were…
Reading time: < 1 min My thoughts are with Tom after his flat was burgled. He speaks of that moment when you awake in the middle of the night, gripped by momentary paranoia, before realising that it was nothing. Unfortunately for Tom it was a guy stealing his DVD player, X-box and a treasured camera (a present from his friends).…
Reading time: < 1 min Must dig out the spandex wrestling outfit, maybe it’s time for a comeback. Or maybe not. [This post will not make sense unless you were one of the 4 people involved in the conversation in the October Cafe in Princes Square, Glasgow, at around 6:30pm on Friday evening. Suffice to say I AM THE CRUSHINATOR!]…
Reading time: < 1 min Two celebrations in one day. 1. My Dad is another year older (sorry he wouldn’t let me say) 2. Google is 4 years old. Hicky Burpday to all!
Reading time: < 1 min Leia made me think about time. I can remember watching TV on 31st December 1999, watching New Zealand and Australia celebrate the new millenium. It was mid-day and slightly unnerving. As a measurement of global distances, time is often the method used. “Yeah L.A. is 9 hours ahead of us” “It’s a 14 hour flight,…