Sunday, Sweet Sunday

One of the joys of my weekend is the Sunday Times. The first I do in the morning is to take a cup of tea into the office and go online to enter the ‘Where Was I’ competition in the travel section. Not that I ever expect to win the holiday prize, it’s more the challenge of solving the puzzle and sharpening up my web searching skills. The answers this week are Lullingstone and Chartwell, home of Winston Churchill. Read more ›››

Good game, good game!

The Manchester Evening News led me to Canyon Glider, an online game at Miniclip.com tonight. It was okay, although I haven’t yet managed to finish the course, even at novice level.

The site has some good, if slightly tasteless shoot-em-ups in War on Terrorism One and Two. System requirements: Pentium II or higher, latest Flash plug-in, 128 Mb RAM (256 recommended), fast trigger finger and a keen eye. Read more ›››

Spell-check Coincidence

I was using the Blogger spellchecker on the previous post. It had just decided that it didn’t like ‘couldn’t’ and suggested ‘coalition’ as an alternative at the very moment when there was a report about the Anti-war Coalition was mentioned on the radio. Makes you believe that there can be meaning in coincidence!

Driving me Mad

A woman who lives opposite us had a nasty accident last night. She was turning into her driveway and the driver of the car behind obviously wasn’t paying attention and ran into the side of her car. It was pretty smashed in and they couldn’t open the driver’s door. Luckily, she didn’t appear to be injured.

The problem is that we live on a busy main road and even though it is almost entirely a residential area, people drive way too fast. I have to reverse into our drive. The alternative would be to reverse out into the road which as you can imagine from the above would be somewhat hazardous. Read more ›››

It Takes All Sorts

Liquorice is making a comeback according to the Daily Mail with nutritionists singing its praises because of their concern over child obesity.

This naturally-growing root was common in many guises in my youth. First there was the hard stick of liquorice, flattened like a spatula about halfway up. We used it to dip into kali, pronounced Kay-li, (I think that’s how it was spelt) which was basically coloured, flavoured sugar. Read more ›››

The Blame Game

Blame culture is the name of the game. So where is it leading us?

Compensation, duty of care, bullying, race, gender, age, competence, incompetence, should or shouldn’t have, could or couldn’t have, would or wouldn’t have, did or didn’t. Everything is someone else’s fault. Read more ›››

Britishness

I was listening to Allan Beswick on GMR on my way to work this morning and he had a wonderful rant at the Daily Mail. He said that he was shocked by the front page headline about Frank Bruno (see yesterday’s posts).

It read, “Divorce, dope and despair — three body blows that felled a very British hero.” It wasn’t “divorce” that amazed Allan, nor “dope.” Nor “despair,” not even “very.” It was the “British hero” bit that stunned him. Read more ›››

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