Hotrod
Sitting on a bus yesterday afternoon, I had a sudden and completely inexplicable memory beach itself up. One of those snapshots of your own past that presents itself so vividly…
Sitting on a bus yesterday afternoon, I had a sudden and completely inexplicable memory beach itself up. One of those snapshots of your own past that presents itself so vividly…
Earlier in the week I spent a couple of hours killing time in the Leeds City Museum. It’s the first time I’ve been there since it became a museum. The…
I haven’t really written anything in a while. My adventures abroad are over for the time being, and coming home brings a necessary and pleasant whirl of people and pubs,…
In a momentary departure from travel tales, I have recently been reading Yes Man, by Danny Wallace. For my own tastes he’s a bit too fond of exclamation marks, and…
Apparently no-one who knows anything about firearms calls a gun a gun. It’s a ‘weapon’. So I have been told anyway, though on the one occasion I met a man…
I was just eating some Wensleydale cheese. I was trying a variation on the usual red Leicester or double Gloucester in my lunchtime baked [microwaved] potato, and I can report…
We got new email addresses at the end of the summer, at which point the torrent of spam that I was receiving on a daily basis abruptly ceased. While I…
Sitting at my desk just earlier, I decide to check the comments section of our websites. Sure enough, there are a handful of user reviews in there, including several by…
Being able to walk to work is unusual, especially in London. As with all good things of course, I take it completely for granted. It’s not a bad walk though,…
While I was eating my peppered steak slice yesterday lunch time and feeling sorry for myself because I had a cold, I got a press release through. Unremarkable in itself,…