Happy birthday to me. Damn. I still have to go to work. (The last few birthdays)
I really must do something
…about this pot. It’s been sitting next to the sink since Sunday, with this burny mark in it. I don’t want to use steel wool ‘cos it’ll stuff-up the enamel surface. Yeah it’s one of those Le Cruisset (or however you spell them) French pots. I’m not much of a cook, but I love it. ... [More]
Blast from the past
Phone rang yesterday. I guy I used to work for. Nice bloke, who has the unfortunate tendency to let his business associates run rings around him. After I left his employ, they ran one too many rings around him, and sent his company into administration and my former colleagues unemployed. Shame. Anyway he said he ... [More]
She just called from Bratislava, Slovakia. She got there today. On Friday she called from Budapest. They’d arrived to find it was St Stephen’s Day and everything was shut. Both times the line was clearer than when talking to her on her old cordless phone in Footscray. I’m glad she’s having a good time.
The weekend
After watching last Monday’s final episode of The Sopranos, I started re-watching them from the beginning on DVD. Man they all look so young. Not just the kids. Still, it’s just as good seeing them the second time around. Did a few things off my To Do list this weekend, but the best one was ... [More]
Here is my shed
Well it’s really a garage, but it’s all the way at the end of the driveway and looks like a tight squeeze, so I’ve never actually used it for the car. Pah, it hasn’t rusted yet. Well, that I know of. As usual, hold your mouse over stuff in the picture to read about them. ... [More]
The one thing you don’t want to do is mis-time your toilet breaks. A couple of drinks and a chat with a fellow geek from New Zealand in the pub last night. We get up to leave. Ahh, that was a nice drink. Nothing much going on just at the moment, says the bladder. We ... [More]
I choose the apple
I think it was Billy Connolly who said the Queen must think the whole world smells of fresh paint. Going to the airport is a bit like that. It’s a clean, freshly-painted, shiny cocoon. There’s no litter. There’s loitering, but only by well-dressed people. There’s security everywhere. There’s international-standard signage pointing you to just about ... [More]
One reason I need a new couch
…and conversely, one reason why I’m reluctant to buy one. (Disclaimer: Okay so this was posed for the camera, but only following from actual unscripted events. And if a new couch arrived, they’d be told not to do it, and I know they’d comply.)
One of those days
It was one of those days. . The hot water wouldn’t light and the drains are playing up. .. The train was ten minutes late. … Marita left the country for three weeks. …. Had to get home early to meet the plumber. …. But at least I don’t have to pay for the plumber. ... [More]
It’s breakfast time for the birds on platform 3.
While she’s away
While my girlfriend is away in Europe for three weeks, I will: finally tidy up the damn spare room and clear out all the crap from around the house (yeah sure Daniel. SURE.) do my tax and sort out my files (for one relies on the other) set my sister up with a blog of ... [More]