Archive for the 'Life' Category

Trendspotting

Thursday, February 28th, 2008

The delicious Richard Martin has invented a new game, Trendspotting.
You surf on over to http://www.google.com/trends and input two things of seemingly meaningless connection to see what is more popular, here are some of the more amusing.
Leprosy v Doctor Who
Leprosy is a constant year-on-year winner, but Doctor Who has some sort of resurgence in 2005 and […]

I am mad

Friday, February 22nd, 2008

I had reached 2nd stage for a training contract in January this month but today received an email telling me I’d not made it to the 3rd. Which is a shame because that was the last application I had on the fire. It looks like I shall be repaying my student debt at Birds Eye.
I […]

Unafraid of Change

Saturday, February 16th, 2008

That dreaded Facebook sent me an email today with the following information.

… your strengths:
#2 funniest
#3 best public speaker
#4 most famous
… your weaknesses:
#140 most reliable
#142 most kiss-able

I’m of the opinion that if someone has felt the need to inform me that I’m neither kissable nor reliable, then it’s a good thing, because now I can […]

Some People Have Real Problems

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

As the battery warning symbol began to flicker on my mouse, I clicked the email notifier and waited for gMail to load. I looked at the time – 10:55.
‘Shit’, I said.
As I went down the titles, one read ‘Human Resources’. They don’t send emails out […]

The Perils of Penelope

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

‘Get me a Lawyer!’
‘But Harvey, you are a lawyer!’
‘I mean a good one!’
I’m still reeling from my Magistrates court summons for non payment of council tax. It’s infuriating from the standpoint that it’s not only grossly ridiculous, deleterious to my being a solicitor, it’s also horribly miss-applied.
I had sent my first council tax exemption form […]

Reading, Writing… (part one of two)

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

I sat in the library hammering out the first chapter of that novel, the one that’s been fudging around in my head for (now) quite literally, years. Sadly upon re-reading I had the violent compulsion to wrench the screen from it’s wall mounting, throw it to the floor and beat it with my […]

Not Dead Yet

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

But soon, perhaps?

Edinburgh 2007

Friday, September 7th, 2007

Edinburgh, City of Gingers, Goths and Beautiful Architecture. I could die happy there, oh yes I could.
I have:
Traversed the Falkirk Wheel in a Boat, twice
Ridden a Horse (For the first time!) up and down a mountain
Been in the depths of Mary King’s Close
and the Heights of Edinburgh Castle
Stood in the centre of the debating chamber […]

Urban Scrumping

Monday, August 27th, 2007

David Barrow used to be a stockbroker, but he’s given up on all that to write his great novel - something set in history, about a lost soul, something that’d make Martin Amis wet with jealousy. There’s a few problems. He knows nothing about history - for one, then there’s his wife. She’s determined to […]

Breaking the Seal

Sunday, August 26th, 2007

Being a Size 12/13 in a shoe size means that your choice of shoe is limited to whatever charitable slave-worker in the far east makes an oversized shoe that Nike decide to sell anyway, working men’s boots, or the sort of shoe that’s advertised in a black and white advert in the back page of […]