If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!OK, now fun though last night most certainly was, it didn’t make getting up early for this morning’s breakfast show feature a pleasant experience in any way, shape or form. I did it, though, and it seems it went […]

Dia Another Day. If I was the kind of person who used the word ‘awesome’ I could probably find a sentence to fit it in.
Of course, when you’ve seen it it’s obvious that it was going to be good, as it’s basically a collage of the best bits of every Bond film there has ever […]

So, one more person makes the switch from the ‘online friends’ to the ‘real life’ friends list. Brodyboy is in London for three days, straying from his native Amsterdam. We’ve chatted online for eight or nine months I’d guess, but the north sea has always got in the way of a real-life meet.
Then today, around […]

If they’d been in a swimming pool it would have been called petting. When they’re doing it on the lat pulldowns in the gym, though, I don’t know what it’s called. From the way they were going I’m fairly sure it would have been called full-on sex within thirty seconds of me leaving.
So, I drove […]

So much for a lay in. It wasn’t actually still dark when I got up, but it was grey. And wet. Of course that doesn’t make going out much fun, and I ended up running for the train and jumping on just seconds before the doors slid shut. We plodded towards London and paused for […]

Well, the time had come to finally do something with the rapidly growing pile of components on my floor. They had been stacked neatly against the wall, but in the last few weeks they’ve been falling over and getting caught under the wheels of my chair.
So, I braved the rain and drove out to the […]

Now some people, who didn’t know better, would say that a hat advertising graphics cards, and half a cardboard coffee-cup carrier could not be combined in a stylish and inexpensive way. Of course, they would be fools.

This morning arrived at a very uncivilised hour. Sixish, to be precise, to cater for the breakfast show piece […]

So, a late night last night, a groggy wake-up this morning and a car still two miles away in the multi-storey by the station where it was locked in last night conspired to make me late. It made the tubes far more pleasant, though, and I wasn’t the last of last night’s attendees to turn […]

So, Mark and I walk across town to this launch-come-dinner thingie in the court rooms just above Browns. It’s about half six. There’s the usual polite chit-chat with a glass or two (or three or more) of wine. Someone knocks over the spindly little table holding the notebook, but doesn’t quite manage to break it […]

Well, if Oxford Street can have its Christmas lights already, why can’t we have our Christmas hat? And the Herb Alpert Christmas album - Tijuana stylee.
A strange day. After Friday afternoon’s office move, everyone was finding their feet in their new desks, and I was getting used to which way I now need to turn […]