Archive for May 2005

Black Tuesday

Tuesday, 31 May 2005

Mrs P’s sister had a bad day at the office today, quite literally. I should explain that the two of them have their own business from our home, so home is the office.

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I’ve said this before, and no doubt I will say it again, but the play-off finals to decide who gets promotion in the football leagues is a bloody stupid idea and very unfair on the teams who lose out, even though they got more points than the eventual ‘winner’ over season. Take this weekend’s games: Southend who finished fourth, two pointa behind third placed Swansea, beat sixth placed Lincoln City on Saturday; yesterday, fifth placed Sheffield Wednesday, who finished seven points behind third placed Tramere Rovers, beat sixth placed Hartlepool; [...]

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House Sale Falls Through

Monday, 30 May 2005

The Independent hits the nail on the head over the ‘Non!’ vote: With hindsight, it might have been better to separate the the writing of the constitution — short and idealistic in tone — from a basic law bringing together and streamlining all the legal instruments. There will doubtless be much hand-wringing to this effect in the days and weeks to come.

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This is getting to be a habit

Sunday, 29 May 2005

Jeremy Clarkson on the BBC strike this week: Yes, the BBC still commands respect among right-thinking people everywhere and if there really were plans to introduce advertisements for panty-liners in the middle of Newsnight, and farm all programme-making out to independent production companies, I’d have been on the picket line like a Scargill, bashing policemen over the head with my placard and dropping effigies of Tony Blair into my brazier. But there arent. So I wasn’t.

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Life’s Little Irritants No 8a

Friday, 27 May 2005

Oh dear. I’m grouching again. With Life’s Little Irritants I mean. And I bet it’s one you share — free newspapers, or more precisely the crap that attends their ink-grubbing of your fingers as you drag them through the letterbox, accompanied by the dog, sotto voce. So I’ll list tonight’s litany: 1. “Are you paying too much for veterinary services for your pet?! Quite large question and exclamation marks actually. 2.Morrison’s ‘Best Buys.’ We’re supposed to eat ‘buy one get one free’ Magnums between Kingsmills soft rolls while quaffing two [...]

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Top o’ the World Ma

Friday, 27 May 2005

Well not quite. 2,426th to be precise, but not bad when you’ve a world population of billions to go at. I should probably explain myself at this point. Computer games are great. I’m just not very good at them, but every now and then one appears and I think, “Yep, I can do that.”

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Premature Exclamation

Thursday, 26 May 2005

This is what I wrote at half-time in that match last night: Wednesday night is put out rubbish night. Tramping round the house, bin bags in hand collecting the detritus that is the fallout of the Parrot household destined for our personal plot of landfill space.

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Taking Care of Yourself

Wednesday, 25 May 2005

When I was growing up, my mum and my nan had a cure for most minor ailments, or at least something to relieve the symptoms. Sore throat? A butterball would be prepared — a knob of butter rolled into a ball and then dipped in sugar to be sucked and allowed to melt in the mouth. (Sounds revolting, I know, but they were quite nice really and the greasiness would ease a dry throat.)

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Torture in Iraq

Tuesday, 24 May 2005

Thanks to ¡No Parasan! for pointing me towards these scenes of torture in Iraq. A very good Peter Kay lookee-likee. And thanks to Son of Groucho for his link to Autoblogger. Could well be worth the investment and make better use of all that time I spend blogging.

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