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Somebody left a fresh Daily Mail in the staff kitchen and I couldn’t resist a little look. Apparently there is no middle aged middle class drinking at home problem; it is all young rogues drinking at home then going out and vomiting in the street. What else? Princess Diana was breathing before she died, allegedly. Allison Pearson cannot work, or is ( Read more... )

 
No Broadcasting House on Radio 4 at 9 am. That’s fine, but The Archers omnibus early instead? Mrs P doesn’t mind the Archers, but can’t stand the music. I only like the music, so that went off.

On our way to the farmers’ market we stopped by the foot tunnel under the Northern Line when we heard guns go off for two minutes remembrance silence. They ( Read more... )

Well on Saturday we had our tea and biscuits in bed and then I went up to the post delivery office to collect some brown boots Mrs P had ordered in a Savile Row boutique. Obviously they came while we were at work. Now this is not "mail order", so what is it? Shop order mail delivery, or just mail delivery. This makes me think of take away/take out ( Read more... )

Man alive! I am acting ‘team leader’ while one of my colleagues is on a Caribbean cruise for two and a half weeks. We had a barney in the department yesterday arvo. One of the temp secs, working for one of the most difficult consultants, while the part-time sec who is supposed to assist the permanent sec this one is temping for is off with a busted ( Read more... )

BBC4 documentary on Tuesday night gave rare chance to see moving pictures of Louis Prima (as well as contemporary swinger (not like that!) Ray Gelato, who is the brother of one of my secretarial colleagues, star link!). At one point, Prima waved his arms in the air in the manner of World Of Agwu in the picture above his loo of him surprised on a ( Read more... )

Deranged by phone calls last thing at night and first thing in the morning at home and all day at the office, I limp about aimlessly to avoid them for a bit, thinking about aches and pains and wondering whether to read a book about pain by Alphonse Daudet I’ve had for years, picked up cheap in ?Julian Barnes translation at Camden School For Girls ( Read more... )

This is not about the Gordon Brown who has just become Prime Minister. This is about another Gordon Brown. And the Miss Knightley is not the film star Keira Knightley. It is another Miss Knightley.

Gordon is starting an important new job.

He’s thinking a good deal about it, even while he eats his wheaties, although he normally likes to read the ( Read more... )

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