So, I should be writing and editing my paper, although I’ve set aside tomorrow to do that, while Pepper sitting, again. I might hide myself in Nikki / Kate’s office and write like a demon tomorrow. I’ll be spared many of my traditional escape routes, being as it’s the weekend I shall have less on…

So, as with most things at the moment, last year’s review is a bit behind schedule. I had a bit of a stressful morning for reasons which I expect I’ll go into at some point, but not right now, and am endeavouring to unwind by looking at last year – which given the insane stressyness…

So, I have lacked in productiveness, at least at home in the last few weeks. This is not (broadly) my fault. I had work (uni work) to do (and still do). But mainly work has been incredibly hectic. As in, I come home and sit on the sofa and do nothing because my feet, calfs…

Okay, so let me preface this by saying, sometimes I’m a dumbass. So, when we were doing the house, I think we considered insulating under the floor. I certainly vaguely thought about it, but with the exception of the last house, haven’t really thought of the floor as a place of great cold. Which is…

So, today I forked out for a 1945 copy of (the) Cycling (magazine) Book of Maintenance. I was going to get a 1938 reprint, but it was cheaper, even with extortionate postage to get the 1945 original edition. I’m led to believe this includes details of how to service a BSA three speed hub. Look…

So, today I rode a bicycle in the UKs best bicycling city – alledgedly. I collected Molly from the Bristol Bikeworkshop, who’d been terribly positive about the chance of fixing her gears… She had been rather lackadaisical about gear selection, leaping randomly around and making riding somewhat entertaining. I was also wanting some new brake…

That, my dears, is the sound of a very flat battery driving the starter motor on a GT550. Thanks to my dear friend John, the as yet unnamed Kawasaki now sports a working ignition system. Despite the LIES of the previous owner (just laid it up and the battery’s run flat my arse) it seems,…

So, I potentially have a new job. Nothing confirmed yet. Not handing in my notice until I’ve got it written in old fashioned…errr…laser toner on dead tree format. But there it is, I’ve got a new job. In preparation for this, on Sunday I shall be tootling down to the garage to see if I…

My beloved told me I was working too hard (possibly the falling asleep all the time was a hint) – and having come off nights I’d singularly failed to actually take any time off*, and so today, that’s broadly what I’ve done. I eventually got off my arse and emptied boxes of clothes out, and…