26 September, 2009

Bed shopping.

13 September, 2009

My Saturday has consisted of 6 hours of house shifting and 6 hours of Rock Band. Could do with a snooze now.

9 September, 2009

Ah, Bombay sapphire, my eye-reddening friend. Come visit my gullet.

3 September, 2009

Bizarre how Gen Y’s and younger call beating any game “clocking” it. Us clever old people know better – you need a score for a start.

2 September, 2009

One of the nice things about starting a new job is being able to polish up and re-use my crusty old anecdotes that everybody else is already completely sick of