Some of us need less caffeine; some of us need more. Today’s cocktails are being served in the Call Centre of Doom, where we have all been forced to take employment as a punishment for whining. AnotherMike is the boss, … Continue reading
This week I have spent a small portion of time tackling issues with my mother’s telephone line. If you have been paying attention you will know that she lives in the arse end of nowhere with my frail stepdad. Her … Continue reading
Are you living in the same place as in 2004/05? Yes, ‘Gert Cottage’. But the immediate environment has changed considerably, with a block of flats having been built in front of us, and my once scruffy back alley is now … Continue reading
Mum, have you paid for the journey to Mauritius yet? No, no I haven’t paid for that. Because, I think I don’t want to go anymore. Just as well, really. Night night. Night night, mum.
Last night after watching the penultimate episode, I had troubled dreams in which Walt heads back to Albuquerque armed to the teeth, alerting the TV news stations on his way. All guns blazing, he despatches Jack and his crew in … Continue reading
This week’s challenges included traybakes, tuiles and towers of biscuits. No-one in their right mind would make biscuits into a tower, so most of the week’s entries have been traybakes. K has pushed out all the stops with his version … Continue reading
I Take You – Nikki Gemmell I can’t quite pin down how I feel about this book, and it didn’t help that I had only downloaded a third of it (I think it was free or something). Gemmell seems to … Continue reading
Our Dr Pockless has the right idea: trams! And we’re all going on our very own Uborka Cocktail Tram. Everyone’s queuing up in the rain wearing our best little cocktail dresses and trying to keep our feet dry. We can … Continue reading