December 2011
2 posts
strictly, come…? →
donated by Xryz
October 2009
1 post
Carl Sagan Feat. Stephen Hawking →
September 2009
2 posts
A slug →
Being eaten by flies
August 2009
2 posts
Fun and Games →
I have had an odd couple of weeks. Because of various things going on at the moment I have for some time been feeling a bit stressed and increasingly lethargic. I have a history of depression but…
Happy Birthday Oli →
It’s rare that you can pinpoint a specific day in your life which changed everything thereafter. In August 1994 a series of events took place that would catapult my life on a whole new trajectory,…
July 2009
18 posts
My Lucky Day? →
This morning I was looking at a patch of clover, thinking about how you never see four-leaf ones. It occurred to me that I have never actually seen one and I started wondering if it was just…
The Duckworth Lewis Method →
NPH pauseface →
Almost vinegar strokes from Barney, the erstwhile Doogie Howser
Some videos →
I haven’t been much in the mood for blogging lately, or writing or for being creative at all really. The family shit that has been going on (which has actually led to some progress, which was a…
Newmarket July 2009
a few days in Newmarket with Mr Bushell led to a gig. the recordings from the gig weren’t great, so the next day we decided to get the set down for posterity. it’s not brilliant quality, and this was the third day of playing these songs to both of us were is so much pain finger-wise that just holding down the strings was a challenge, and doing the while set with passion, vim and vigour...
When sharks attack →
This work of pure genius is on/in a house in oxford, which is home for the next couple of days. Apparently it’s been here years and the locals hate it, but I think it’s cool
YouTube Blog - UK →
i would love to see the size of youtube’s servers. i suspect they’re in space. one day we’re gonna look up and go “that’s no moon” and the inevitable response will be “no, that’s youtube”
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More garden →
Continuing my tour of the premises on my lunch breaks today finds me by the trellised walkway leading to the water feature. We as a nation complain whatever the weather - it’s too wet, or too…
Bodyclock
Is a mess. Need more sleep. Blargh.
June 2009
49 posts
Water feature →
Sat in the garden with swatts having lunch. The gentle trickle of the fountain sounds a bit like rain and reassures us by giving the subconscious impression of the weather we would usually…
Large Hadron Rap →
The world is about to go mad →
I suspect this will be a day not soon forgotten. Michael Jackson, it seems, has died. He was 50 and due to begin a series of 50 concerts soon.
A different angle →
Decided to spend my lunch break in the garden again as it helped me chill out a bit yesterday. The horrible customer Who caused me so much trauma yesterday has been back on again several…
I should come out here more often →
2 minutes’ walk from my desk is this garden. It’s full of wildlife and far enough from the main road as to be quiet, but I only ever really come out here after a particularly bad call, when…
The love that dare not speak its name →
What greater tragedy can there be than the secret love between two R2 model astromech droids from opposing houses? One of them vital to the survival of the rebel alliance, the other in the…
This may not look like much →
But this is something I have been working towards seeing for about 4 years. Obtaining the mascot dresssphere on Final Fantasy X-2 has been the single hardest thing I have ever completed on…
A new story and a new challege →
A conversation with Lee and Dean today inspired me to write my first proper work of fiction. Although I love sci-fi, I had pretty much decided against trying to write any as I don’t have enough of…
Norden Carnival →
You can see all the photos from the carnival over on flickr
Hercules →
Just overheard a young girl patiently explaining to her mum, not for the first time by the sound of things, that Hercules is “not a real hornet, just someone dressed up”.
Norden Carnival →
Waiting for the parade. In the rain, unsuprisingly. Also listening un a remarkably good school brass band. Village life is grand