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Archive for August, 2003

Sweaty Bush

Thursday, August 14th, 2003

If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!Is President Bush sweating? I hope he is. As I sit here on the settee, typing into the iBook on my lap, I’m watching News 24, and the live pictures of New York, one of hundreds of cities across [...]

A rare entry about work

Thursday, August 14th, 2003

ABC. It stands for many things. Australian Broadcasting Corporation, Alcoholic Beverage Control (in California, at least) and, perhaps most important of all, the Audit Bureau of Circulations.
The Audit Bureau of Circulations is the organisation that counts up how many magazines you have sold and gives you a certificate you can proudly show to your advertisers [...]

In demand

Tuesday, August 12th, 2003

My working day started at 7am with a call from ITN. After last night’s train debacle I could have done with a lie in, but that didn’t stop my phone chirp chirp chirping and waking me up. I didn’t get the name of the guy on the other end. He was some newsreader or other, [...]

Delays

Monday, August 11th, 2003

23h49. Home. Finally. After this:

I should have known. The day started on a dodgy note. I arrived at Chelmsford to find the clocks stuck on 02h25 and several seconds. My train was cancelled, too, and the next one was running late, so by the time it arrived we were treated to the hilarious came of [...]

Paddling

Sunday, August 10th, 2003

I stayed at the front of the flat all morning for a very good reason: the sun doesn’t fall there. I opened the windows, but the gentle breeze coming in felt like it had escaped from a blast furnace as I checked my thermometers.
The temperature outside in the shade at the front of the flat:

…and [...]

Something fishy

Saturday, August 9th, 2003

The road has melted. I drove around to see mum when the sun was at its height and the day was so hot it had pushed the cat into the shade of the flowerbeds. As I pulled off the black tarmac I took with me two stripes of road on the wheels of the car, [...]

Ready for the off

Friday, August 8th, 2003

Hardly anyone in today. Everyone, seemingly, off on press trips or holidays. Or they’ve left. Nigel was on his way, too. He’s catching a ferry across to Norway then sailing up the coast. It’s supposed to be very beautiful, and he assures me the 25 hour journey just flies past.
After that, he’s off in his [...]

Enough of the heat

Thursday, August 7th, 2003

A very hot afternoon, as the air-con goes AWOL.
I met Steve’s Challenge and the Midnight Weatherman on the train in to London this morning. They’d got home some time around midnight last night after a

The best and the worst of the heat

Wednesday, August 6th, 2003

Today is the hottest day in London. Ever. Well, that’s what the papers and their associated sites seem to be screaming, but I guess they’re not counting the Cretaceous period. Whether they are or not, though, the streets felt as hot as the core of the sun, and the city seemed to have turned a [...]

Washing instructions

Tuesday, August 5th, 2003

Taking a t-shirt out of the dryer tonight, I spot the instructions: