Sunday, June 19, 2005

Rainy Season

Sunday, 19 June 2005

I knew I’d made a mistake as I drove out of Morrisons car park. I turned on the radio and tuned in to Test Match Special for the England/Australia ODI and it was crackling like a bowl of Rice Krispies which told me that the static was gathering to herald the predicted thunderstorm.

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Heatwave

Sunday, 19 June 2005

It was a bright, sunny and hot day in the UK yesterday. Correction — there was one lump of cloud that sat patiently over Cheshire for most of the day, totally ignoring shouts from below like, “Bugger off!” and “Shift yer fat arse!” It just hung there like an auntie with her arms folded by the beer in the kitchen at a teenagers party.

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Last Train (of thought) to Clarkson

Sunday, 19 June 2005

I’ve just finished the World According to Clarkson and here is the last thoughts of his that I’ll share, I promise. As you can guess from the photo, it’s about Concorde, or rather its final flight.

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