Nice to see that the postal "delivery" workers in the UK have voted to go on strike again. So they've decided to have a day or two off from stealing the mail? From throwing it down drains? From hiding it in the sorting office? As someone who now has everything delivered to his work because mail addressed to my home never gets there, this is a no-change situation.
Privatise it now. Deutsche Post can't wait to get their hands on it and should be given it free, gratis and for nothing forthwith.
Jewellery talk and more from Dauvit Alexander, The Justified Sinner.
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Saturday, October 03, 2009
musings
There is something incredibly funny about the new lords of indie-rock, Muse. One of their previous singles, "Muscle Museum" is so ludicrous that it makes me laugh out loud (and I actually quite like it for that) and their latest offering, "Uprising" is just as amusing for sounding like Goldfrapp playing with Delia Darbyshire's "Doctor Who Theme".
A band which is not more than the sum of its influences...
A band which is not more than the sum of its influences...
Thursday, October 01, 2009
t-i-r-e-d
Having dreamed last night that Scott Walker had died (he hasn't: I checked online as soon as I got to the workshop!) and generally not having slept very well for the last couple of days, I am starting to flag, looking forward to the weekend.
Spent last weekend in Brighton, which was great fun, as ever. We didn't do very much but it was nice to see Dingo and eat ice-cream and stuff, even if the horrible Labour Party conference was in town, filling the place with protesters, armed police and politicians. Not that we really noticed.
Took lots of photographs:
Though given that a certain person - who shall remain nameless - thought it her duty to take me aside and tell me that the photographs on my Flickr photostream were not very good and could be improved, I don't know why I bothered.
Oh... yes, I do know why I bothered: because I enjoy taking photographs and enjoy it when other people like them.
Of course, anyone with any sense who didn't like a set of photographs would simply find a set that they did like and forget it.
Spent last weekend in Brighton, which was great fun, as ever. We didn't do very much but it was nice to see Dingo and eat ice-cream and stuff, even if the horrible Labour Party conference was in town, filling the place with protesters, armed police and politicians. Not that we really noticed.
Took lots of photographs:
Though given that a certain person - who shall remain nameless - thought it her duty to take me aside and tell me that the photographs on my Flickr photostream were not very good and could be improved, I don't know why I bothered.
Oh... yes, I do know why I bothered: because I enjoy taking photographs and enjoy it when other people like them.
Of course, anyone with any sense who didn't like a set of photographs would simply find a set that they did like and forget it.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
lovely post
I am not going to dwell on the deeply unpleasant experience of being attacked in the street for commenting on somebody dumping litter from their car into the gutter as it is just another example of WHY GLASGOW IS SHIT.
Bo-ring.
Tell us something we didn't know.
OK.
I picked up a parcel from the post office this morning. I wasn't expecting any parcel, so it was an absolute delight to receive a gift from Bob Ebendorf, a brooch which is so completely to my taste that it is incredible:
He also sent me a handmade iron nail from India!
Wonderful.
Bo-ring.
Tell us something we didn't know.
OK.
I picked up a parcel from the post office this morning. I wasn't expecting any parcel, so it was an absolute delight to receive a gift from Bob Ebendorf, a brooch which is so completely to my taste that it is incredible:
He also sent me a handmade iron nail from India!
Wonderful.
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