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The Mystery that is Woman.
My trainers leak.
The Green Lady grabbed my my wet socks this morning after after I came back from the shops and said : "they're warm!!!"
The mystery that is Woman is why they have circulation so poor that their hands and feet operate below ambient... -
Hello clouds, hello sky.
Apparently it's all over bar the shouting, sez the incoming David Miles about the recession.
I think he's completely barking. We haven't even seen the worst yet.
Isn't it ironic they replace Blanchflower (the only one to correctly predict this shit) with Miles... -
Desert Song
The other night I was channel flipping and quite by chance happened across one of those clip shows for the Antiques Roadshow. I came upon it just as a rather nice looking watch was being scrutinised by the "expert" while the owner waved around the guarantee. And written on it quite plainly was the name: "Shaw" and the address: "Clouds Hill ( Read more... ) -
Snow Business
Currently it's snowing hard here as darkness sets in. The Council don't normally grit the 12% gradient hill we live on the side of, so I suspect we will be snowed in by morning ( Read more... ) -
Those were the days (reprise)
It's getting more and more like the 70s.
Recession, massive job losses, worries about the banking system, loss of faith in the government to help normal people and now wild cat strikes.
All we need now is rolling power cuts and the bin men to go on strike... -
Techno Techo Techno
It's been a bit of a techno new year for the Green Man.
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Cold
Today is officially Bastard ColdTM
But at least we have some sunshine. Unlike yesterday when it was nearly as Bastard ColdTM but foggy. -
Last night at the Opera
I've been using Opera for about the last five or so years on a regular basis. Partly it was for a desire to use something less bloated and faster then Internet Exploder, partly because security worries made me feel a bit safer by using a non mainstream product for my regular browsing ( Read more... ) -
It's in the trees! It's coming!
I had a lovely morning bumming around in Newnham. Ended up as usual at The George wherein I sat on the squashy leather sofa in front of the shell table, read the papers, drank wonderful coffee, ate a v nice pear pastry, smiled at the lovely Phoebe and generally chilled ( Read more... ) -
If I ruled the World ( I mean GB)
Mr Darling's strategy to pull UK PLC out of the current nose dive looks more than a little doomed to me ( Read more... )