Monthly Archives: May 2006

I’ve just freecycled a moderately vast quantity of stuff (can something be moderately vast?). Shockingly it’s nearly all gone too; only the dead CD-Player, tents some PII Processors and the dead mobile phone languishing unloved. Even the 21″ TV set … Continue reading →

I’m knackered. See. Didja guess. On Tuesday, despite being still fairly ill I headed to Tesco and bought my mum a new TV. The 21″ Philips from the mid 80s having got ‘a bit tired’. It weighed 44.1 kg. It … Continue reading →

… number 20 in a series of ∞ “Yes mum, I’ll sort you out with a widescreen telly; I’ll bring it down next time I’m down” I’ve managed to get the 28″ behemoth into the house, but I can just … Continue reading →

So, I know when I’m still ill; despite feeling better (not well still, but better) I have the concentration span of a flea (or a fela, if I’m following my typos and vaguely insulting a 50% of the population). This … Continue reading →

1968 I tell you. 1968. Look, look, it’s calling to me from Germany…