So the Indian Police released sketches of the shooters from the attack on the Sri Lankan cricket team. Top right, it's Barry Chuckle.

A lovely few days has passed, and this week is busy in the good way. The weekend was delicious, I'm not sure I saw any actual sunlight on Sunday...  Potter visited on Monday, and we went to the Emirates to see the mighty Arsenal destroy Cardiff City by a margin of four goals to nil. They don't do that often anymore!

Was sent down to Bluewater ' ( Read more... )

Fox Mulder: Why would he say such a thing to you?
Dana Scully: I think that was clearly meant for you, Mulder.
Fox Mulder: He didn't say it to me; he said it to you.
Dana Scully: Umm...
Fox Mulder: If Father Joe were the devil, why would he say the opposite of what the devil might say?
[she doesn't reply, though clearly attempting to ( Read more... )

Transponding pitch, I take leave and am in receipt of Borges' compendium of mythological and reimagined beasts, creatures of lore. Comfort and familiarity, much has happened since then and now. And not that my interest would proclaim itself ingratiated toward, but Bafta weekend came and went with good plans made manifest. The opportunity arose that ( Read more... )

Today is a proud day for reasons intriplicate: Iran launched it's first ever satellite (built under duress of sanctions), Arsenal finally signed Owly, and I continued to age: quite the milestone ( Read more... )

So, we live in a world where information has become the resources conflict that will define our generation. Google seeks to destroy the hard-drive and store all your data on secure servers. Wikipedia wants editors, moderators and University Professors on it's books. And our fine parliamentary representatives will no doubt seek to veto the ( Read more... )

While being interviewed by PETA, Seagal was asked to provide an example of a special interaction with an animal. To lend context and meaning to his animal rights work, Seagal offered the story about a dog which approached him during his early aikido years in Japan. Seagal described feeling as if he had known this white dog forever. After keeping ( Read more... )

It is with no small amount of sadness that I must start this post with eulogies. He/she reached an age that most of us would be glad with, and lived a life rich with bounties few of us could imagine. My first pet, the Giant African Land-snail who went by the name Snaily, was happy as any housebound mollusc could be. Feasting on watermelon, his/hers ( Read more... )

I slept awfully on Sunday night; but no visions. So I slept through most of the day and ventured out to Hackney yesterday afternoon. Got writing about virtual dads to replace fathers posted overseas on the front lines.  Why aren't there more like Audrey Horne? Saturday night wrought painful nostalgia; there's a lot of apologising I've yet to do, ( Read more... )

I remember a time from long ago, where I must have been no more than ten years old. My mother was there, as were my two younger brothers. It was a summer's evening barbeque at our church leader's house. My brothers and I attended the Sunday School which was based in a charming antiquated chapel at the top of the slanted road on which we lived. The ( Read more... )