You may have noticed that I've not posted here for ages. To be fair, I've not posted anywhere for ages (other than FarceBork and Twitter ( Read more... )

It seems that the Gin Palace is hosting a mouse. I say ‘a mouse’ it’s probably multiple mice; it would be too much to hope that there’s just one of the little brutes.

We (well, mainly ellefurtle) first noticed a musty smell a fortnight ago, that we couldn’t pin down and then we found little poo beads in corners, which we hovered up. There didn’t seem to be ( Read more... )

As we approach August Bank Holiday, I thought it might be nice to update for the first time in a couple of months ( Read more... )

I’ve just listened to Pink Floyd’s ‘Atom Heart Mother’ on my iPod. It’s the first time I’ve listened to it from start to finish for many years ( Read more... )

Working from home again today, as I had to go to the doctor for my knee again ( Read more... )

Back in the office after last week’s bank holiday and privilege day (for Her Majesty’s birthday, natch), followed by three days’ working from home in an effort to spare my knee. It’s still not right, but restricting the hobbling to the confines of the Gin Palace and garden seems to have helped to a degree ( Read more... )

I am getting fed up with having a sore knee now. The joys of being offered a seat on the train or the bus don’t make up for the fact that it’s sore and, after a while walking, squeaky. I’m not even allowed to hit anyone with the walking stick.

Sunday (you may know it as yesterday), we went across to Leytonstone to see jfs, Alix and Young Willum. My ( Read more... )

One week on and I am still plagued (for a given value of ‘plagued’) by my left knee ( Read more... )

This weekend we took Friday off work and went to Canterbury. Over the past few years we’ve tried to get there at least once in each twelve-month, just to escape London for a while ( Read more... )

I don’t know what I’ve done, but whatever it was, I’ve done it to my left knee ( Read more... )