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Groan
Self-inflicted, of course; I started easy with wall-mounting a half-Billy on Saturday, but on Sunday morning, our friend Samantha rang to tell us that the ex-pub-redevelopment fenceposts she'd mentioned to us were ready to deliver, and when could John bring them round? Over a dozen 4x4 posts, then, wheelbarrowed from John's van to the yard and, ( Read more... ) -
Words...
There's a word I'm looking for; the best I can describe its meaning is as the cake that underlies the icing of sex. Icing on its own is lovely, but it's transformed by a good grounding (especially if chocolate is involved), and cake without icing is just fine too. That, cake-not-necessarily-with-icing, is what I'm trying to name.
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Sheffield Steel
I've got this bloody DW; might as well use it, I guess.
Back home after what should have been a fine weekend in Sheffield, a city I've always had a fondness for - like Hull, it's always somehow felt welcoming, like home, to me. Not visited for years; decades in fact, but it's still there :)
Should have been fine? It was, would have been, if some ( Read more... ) -
On equal marriage
There are radical arguments against marriage equality, chiefly that legitimising some gay relationships allows some (nice, presentable) gay folks their place in a leafy suburban semi, removing what solidarity they might otherwise have offered to their less cis, more stridently, terrifyingly genderqueer, more polyamorous fellow humans. It's an ( Read more... ) -
Films watched, 2011
We actually managed to drag ourselves out to the cinema three times!
- Fargo - DVD
- Con Air - DVD
- The Rock - DVD
- Grosse Pointe Blank - DVD
- The Snowman - DVD
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Books read, 2011
Fewer than usual last year, possibly as a side effect of having developed something not totally dissimilar to a life.
- Watch - Robert J. Sawyer
- When Will There Be Good News? - Kate Atkinson
- City at the End of Time - Greg Bear
- The Restoration Game - Ken MacLeod
- The Dervish House - Ian McDonald
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Rhythmicity and stuff
Well, that was a fine night at the Adelphi, if crowned by regret.
Dan Mawer opened with a solo acoustic spot that was entirely unreasonably good for that point in an evening, a damned fine musician and performer I'll be looking out for again, tying his songs and others into a patchwork far greater than the sum of its parts. Second up were The Deep ( Read more... ) -
Books, and displacement in time
I don't often bounce off books, but over my life there have been a few that have defeated me, or that I have just discarded with contempt or incomprehension ( Read more... ) -
George
Having spent all of yesterday working, as the rain rained like rainy rain outside (or inside, in the case of the kitchen: we have a flat not-entirely-still-a roof situation there), we decided to go Out today. To the sea, and to the aquarium shop just outside Skirlaugh to buy more turbo snails¹, whatever inclemency the sky might hurl us ( Read more... )
