Month: October 2008

Hey peeps, I’m rapidly running out of different ways to say “hello” aren’t I? 🙂 This week I ave mostly bin watchin Dead Set (apologies to the Fast Show) For those of you outside the UK, it’s a nightly zombie horror series on TV. The twist is that your usual list of ragtag survivors are people trapped in the Big Brother house. There’s some dark humour in there (not surprising given the writer – who’s a true wit IMO) and for television, it doesn’t pull any punches. We Brits do like our dramas dark don’t we? It seems that American programmes (and not to knock them) are on the whole – like the Californian weather – bright, cheerful, etc. British […]

Hey good people, I hope you’ve had a good week. Last night we – the Nottingham Chameleons’ regulars – got together for our Autumn party. There’s a flurry of birthdays in Sept/Oct, so we have one bash to wrap them all together. Congratulations to Sandy, Val B, Tina and – ummm – me. 🙂 We had a fuddle: a word which may not mean something to some of you. Apparently it’s a midlander term, or so I read in the local paper. I guess you’d say it was a buffet where people bring food with them. Not being organised, I bought a box of chocolates. 🙂 Besides, we always have enough (well done to the caterers!) and it was a […]

Hiya, Mid-October already huh? How time flies. Pumpkins are in the shops and there’s a whiff of woodsmoke in the air. It won’t be long before Little Miss is a whole year old (bless!). She’s crawling at quite a rate and she’s not doing bad at trying to pull herself up either. Full of smiles too. Funny how kids are so different, even as babies. Still, enough with the doting dad eh? Aren’t we supposed to be talking about the unbearable burden of being a part-timer? [/irony] or this season’s shoes….? 🙂 The other day I was reading Alice’s blog and she was talking about writing. As I was reading that I was reminded of how I got lost in […]

Hey unbelievers, Pull down another page from the calendar, another week goes by. I witnessed two some-what odd events this week: one involving yours truly and the other not. Shall we start with the not-me? I can’t believe it’s not punk Put your mind back to the 70s (or any music countdown programme in the last 10 years) with a snarling, sneering young gent paying homage (!) to the Queen. The group that did and didn’t make it to number one. Umpteen years later, Mr Rotten Esq is now advertising butter. Eh? Come again? I’m not sure I can make the connection. A bastion of yoof culture and DIY music, now flogging solid cow juice? What next? Henry Rollins and […]

Yo, what’s happenin‘? 🙂 The ironic use of ‘street’ aside, hello peeps. I hope you’re well. An old friend of my mum’s passed away recently leaving two (now grown-up sons in their 40s) and her husband. I was leafing through the cards in the shop, looking for one that felt right. We’re not overly close, but still, you don’t want to see the people you like get put through Life’s mangle do you? So back to the card selection. It was a rather odd experience in that how can a card with a simple verse help? I’ve been on the receiving end of grief – as no doubt you good people have too – and as someone who’s not grieving, […]