Hello.

Tomorrow is the Ides of March. Beware tomorrow. Thursday is my birthday. Friday is St. Patrick's Day. I will therefore be celebrating on the Saturday in the Rochester. Unimaginative, I know.

Attendance is mandatory but only if you're not too busy, have nothing better to do and can be arsed.

Thank you and good night.

I do love the river that develops at the bottom of Pentonville Road on a rainy day.

I also enjoy watching an entire pavement of pedestrians jump sideways as cars drive at full speed through said river.

Anyways, tomorrow night I shall mostly be attending the Egg Club.

Oh, and this clever chap has found Atlantis.

Today is Leonard Cohen's 70th birthday. May he not die in the near future, but if he did he could always try this.

Some amusing marketing terms from the 80's.

I especially like LOMBARD, TOMCAT and NEDDY. You can insult people and they'd never know.

Justice at last!

Did anyone else know BA's real name was Bosco?

I've just seen one of those bendy 73 buses. Clearly, they are the harbingers of the coming of the Apocalypse.

My weekend involved playing various games, some civilised and some not so civilised. Highlights were Simpsons Top Trumps (always a winner), picking up sticks (which I was particularly good at), kidney thump (this left me with a blackened thumb. Chris's kidneys are tougher than they look) and "Rip the Shirt off Declan's Back" (no fun at all ( Read more... )

Wahey, fire alarm at work, which means we got a whole half hour off work to go down the pub.

Did anyone happen to pick up a leather jacket and/or hooded top in the World's End after Frank's birthday?

I don't recall much of the latter part of the evening but I think I passed out somewhere for a bit and they were gone when I got back.

Saw "Lost in Translation" last night: dull film.

Remind me never to go drinking with Kieran...

In fact remind me never to go drinking.

My apologies to Kristal...