Archive for December 2004

Whose God is it Anyway?

Thursday, 30 December 2004

“Obviously 120,000+ getting killed isn’t even worth a mention. get back to the toys now. bye.” Anonymous thinks that I should be writing about more important things than Civilization, ie the Indian Ocean disaster. Well I have written comments elsewhere. The reason I haven’t mentioned it here is because, frankly, what more is there to say? Other than that everyone should get their hands in their pockets pronto like I’ve done.

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Being Civilised

Wednesday, 29 December 2004

Well it had to happen. After a busy week last week of buying presents, getting the food in etc (the ring pictured earning me much brownie points from Mrs P) followed by the dash to see friends and relations over the Christmas holidays, I hit yesterday faced with nothing to do.

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Stalker PS

Monday, 27 December 2004

I forgot to mention in my last post a detail of the John Stalker advert for electric garage doors. Near the end he zaps the zapper to close it, but as it’s about three foot off the floor his dog comes bounding up. Emergency! Fingernails to teeth — cute doggy is about to get sliced! Nope. Big selling-point is the infrared sensor that halts the door in its tracks allowing the dog to come tail-waggingly in to greet its master. “Ha ha, you won’t do that again, will you?” says [...]

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Stalker

Monday, 27 December 2004

One of the luxuries of Christmas is being able to watch some telly. For the rest of the year I’m usually too busy to catch anything much more than Corrie on a regular basis. (One of the things that annoys me are these two part dramas on consecutive nights — I invariably watch the first part and miss the second, or catch the second and wished I’d watched the first.)

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Snow

Saturday, 25 December 2004

Well there was snow outside the Parrot household on Christmas Day. Not enough to go sledging though. Sludging more like. But as Mosher says, a bad day for the bookies hopefully.

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Happy Christmas

Friday, 24 December 2004

What a fab and relaxed run up to Christmas. I had nothing to do today, other than a trip first thing to get some bread, or at least what I could — those bloody locusts don’t half get up early.

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Sledging

Thursday, 23 December 2004

We have this small family-run hardware shop nearby, by which I mean both the shop and the family are small — it hasn’t the space of B&Q; and the bloke who runs it is only about five foot four.

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School’s Out

Wednesday, 22 December 2004

I’m told that one in three children leaves school unable to read or write properly. How true this statistic is I can only guess as it came from a politician, so it could be verifiable or a complete fabrication. But if it is, here’s maybe why.

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Mad Movers

Tuesday, 21 December 2004

One of our friends works for an estate agent, but apart from that she’s a really nice person. We were chatting at our party on Saturday and asked her about her Christmas break and she said she had to work at least some of the days between Christmas and New Year because the office was to open.

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