Monday, February 26, 2007

no regrets, coyote

Intellectual film review #786:
'Hot Fuzz': funny. Probably funnier if you aren't headachy and a bit bad-tempered.

Unusually rare music review #1:
Joni Mitchell - 'Don Juan's Reckless Daughter': genius. Why I stopped listening to this record between the ages of 19 and 39 is completely beyond me.

Slightly less rare cake review number n:
Rosemary sponge: Not brilliant, but nevertheless difficult to stop eating. Lots of fun to make, which I suspect has more to do with the company than the cake.

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Saturday, January 20, 2007

service interruption

I've had a couple of emails from people saying that they can't comment on my blog at the moment. As a major comments-whore whose day can be lifted or crushed according to how many comments I've had (oops); obviously I consider this a Major Nuisance, and am trying very hard to find out what's wrong.

Sadly this mainly involves me thinking 'Hmm, I wonder what's wrong', but I'm hopeful that the Haloscan forum will come through in the near future with something more useful than my idle head-cocking.

P.S. if everybody else could comment twice as much in order to prop up my fragile ego I'd be very grateful :D

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Monday, December 18, 2006

Christmas divertissment (I)

My favourite Christmas activity of all time, ever:



On the first day of Christmas Dr Who sent to me
A sonic screwdriver in a Christmas tree.

On the second day of Christmas Dr Who sent to me
Two silver Daleks, and a sonic screwdriver in a Christmas tree.

On the third day of Christmas Dr Who sent to me
Three Cybermen, two silver Daleks, and a sonic screwdriver in a Christmas tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas Dr Who sent to me
Four dark blue tardis, three Cybermen, two silver Daleks and a sonic screwdriver in a Christmas tree.


Every now and again you walk into a classroom and find a genius at work. Richard was hard at work at this and I was moved to whip it away from him and photocopy it for my own personal use. His drawings are reminiscent of Quentin Blake and I'd hate him for that were he not so bloody adorable. Sadly the assembly bell rang and we may never know what Dr Who sent his true love on days 5-12 (though rest assured I shall check). Credit must also go to the teacher who came up with the 'Twelve Days of Christmas' rewrite idea. How I wish it had been me.

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