Billy Bragg on the box. Golly but the man can write. I hope a more boring song comes on soon, or I may just sit here staring at the screen, listening. 'The apple that doesn't want to get eaten will still fall off the tree ( Read more... )

La di da ( Read more... )

So what if I'm an impoverished bookseller - broadband has come to Borth and I am listening to Native American stuff on stream while I am typing this. But supper is ready, so maybe I'll go eat instead.

Had a brief conversation with the Shawsie shark today. (He is moving into his November mood - not a good one - so most conversations with him are brief at the moment ( Read more... )

ago I was going to update this with an entertaining entry about some of the publications that cross my desk as the official 'Stationery Office' person, and I had copied out the complete query and answer in the records of Parliament that had to do with the culling of a certain species of duck and how many were and weren't involved...hmmm, it's ( Read more... )

bosses who insist on swimming next to you on your one day away from them in the week should be banned from the pool. My muscles are killing from my vague attempt to pace him, or at least to keep from falling more than one length behind. I hope none of the old ladies who swim at lunchtime have good enough goggles to see the double-fisted middle ( Read more... )

Nat's swimming is fab.

I had all sort of philosophicalish thoughts in me liddle head when I was thinking about writing this, thoughts on politics and life and bookselling, and now of course they have all flown away. The big exciting thing in my life at the mo is that since Sunday morning, I have been waking up at approximately 5.10 each day (it's been twenty past by the ( Read more... )

Updating on a Sunday evening after getting most of the way through a fairly large gin and tonic - is it a good idea? Discuss ( Read more... )

A real me kinda holiday - spending a day in London around the corner from Dr. Mer's house - don't know if she ever reads this still, but tomorrow I'll ring her to see if she wants to go to lunch. Didn't tell her I was gonna be here tonight. I'm enjoying anonymity, if that's spelt correctly. Silly really, but I thought it best to stay where I knew ( Read more... )