Woosh… look at that traffic spike

Hello, by the way, to anyone who’s here from The Register. Hope you enjoy… UPDATE: My website stats for March 2004 make rather interesting viewing. I had over 22000 hits on Wednesday March 31. Bloody hell! No threatening email from my lovely service provider…. yet!

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The “leaking” of the headliners for this year’s Glastonbury does not bode well for a pleasant Thursday evening. This latest announcement seems to be something of an odd move. This information must surely have come from someone close to the festival, and considering the extensive measures the organisers have tried to take to restrict ticket ...

DaylightSaving-lag

Neither of us could quite understand why we struggled to muster the energy to leave the house yesterday, scuppering our overoptimistic plans to attempt to watch the boat race live (if I couldn’t get to see the thing when I lived just up the road from it, or even when I worked at the RiverSoft ...

Gaddafi Duck

We had another stab at the pub quiz at our local last night. Despite having to split up into two teams because the pub was so crowded, we still put in a respectable mid-table performance (and somehow Sal, Jim and I beat Rob, Claire and Martin by a couple of points in spite of their ...

What’s twenty quid to the bloody Midland Bank? I had a very interesting chat with a chirpy chap from my bank the other day. I actually think it might be the first time I have ever spoken to someone at my own branch, given that it was my dad who opened the account for me ...

Grammar Does Matter (#2 in an occasional series)

On my way to work this morning I noticed one of those new anti-terrorism posters on the tube. Unfortunately, I’m a little bit confused about the mixed message conveyed by the poster, which consists of a picture of a person on a tube looking at an unattended bag, and has the following text: “Who owns ...

21 Grams

Sal and I watched 21 Grams on DVD last night. It’s quite good, actually (if you can get over the daftness of its central premise about 21 grams being “the weight of the soul”, which is, er, complete nonsense). Naomi Watts, as usual, is excellent, doing that believable emotional range thing she does in Mulholland ...

Googlebombing

Well, it may have taken just over a month, but I was overjoyed to discover (thanks to Pete) last night that our efforts have paid off. At least until Google updates their index again, there can be no doubt what is the rudest pub in Islington: http://www.google.com/search?q=rudest+pub+in+islington (even better, it’s also http://www.google.com/search?q=rudest+pub) As fantastic as ...

And if a double decker bus/Crashes into us/Then to die by your side/Is Such a Heavenly Way To Die

I suppose that some of you (hello Pete) might be wondering why the level of bloggage around these parts has dropped off a bit recently (and given that I still haven’t got around to setting up one of them thar RSS feeds, you’re probably getting increasingly frustratingly trigger-happy with the Refresh button). So why the ...

Lost In Trailers

My delight on Friday afternoon at receiving my Region 1 copies of Lost In Translation and Infernal Affairs, both of which are still in the cinema in the cultural backwater that is the UK, but out to buy elsewhere in the world, was slightly tempered by the discovery that the producers of both discs think ...