Whilst wandering Bath in the grip of a knotty problem during the week - the answer being 'Nginx will do that, you just have to think in Russian.' Although that now has massively negative connotations. - a geezer in a hat thrust a flyer into my hand. Since I am no longer rock&roll for randomly-stuffed flyers to be for dreadful INDUSTRAIL(tm) 'nites ( Read more... )

(Second title-triv quiz of the day, pop-pickers.)

... So I went for a bicycle-based potter up the hill (It's Bristol. You've a choice of down the hill and then up a different one, or up the hill and then, er, down a different one).

Discovered yet another best-avoided boozer on the way to the mildly disturbing wedding shop. Which was mildly ( Read more... )

The nice people at Foska sent me one of these this morning (Only ordered yesterday AM. Remarkable), and a very nice thing it is too ( Read more... )

Last night[1] in the Llandoger Trow, halfway through the Christmas boat-based pub crawl, I chanced upon a woman wearing a striking red-and-white houndstooth coat. She looked like she'd just been delivered by RadioSpares. I would have taken a picture but I was mostly incapable and her partner looked like the sort who'd fail to get any joke that he'd ( Read more... )

Floyd Landis: fucken chapeau.Oddly, doing w/o car and biking to and from work has been less of a trial than I had expected. Probably because I'm in better condition this time. This means I'm oddly relaxed about the state of the 9000, which confounded expectation (not mine) by firing up first time and not having anything obviously wrong with it. Yet ( Read more... )

I'd been wondering idly about the startling cost of Voda's international roaming and the cheapness of O2 ditto when the mobile went off (if you've heard my phone ring of late, it's an appropriate simile). It was a fellow from O2 who wanted to know if I'd like to 'upgrade my contract' or similar consumer-jabber. Since I've not bought 'service' from ( Read more... )

It's a bit of a dreadful admission, but once or twice in the mid seventies I wandered into the newsagents can came back out with comics about freaks in pervert-suits. Two things remain in my head about those things. One is the number and nature of the adverts attempting to persuade small boys to buy boxes of cards (The number and nature of the ( Read more... )