March 2007 Archives

Light and shade

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I've mentioned before how money in my life is held in some weird karmic balance that I don't fully comprehend, such that sudden influxes of money are more often than not matched with sudden outfluxes to more or less the same value.

It seems to hold true for other aspects of my life. Take today. I opened my blinds this morning to reveal slightly less in the way of daylight than I was expecting. And rather than blue sky, I seemed to be staring at... portaloo. Canary yellow portaloo at that. Once of the consequences of the work that's currently taking place on the building it seems. Worryingly, the work is scheduled to last 18 months. The thought of staring out my window at an absurdly yellow portaloo for the next 18 months is vaguely depressing.

On the plus side, however, the light in the stairwell was magically repaired this morning, which means that I'll no longer have to unlock my front door in pitch blackness when returning home at night.

It seems small recompense however.

The greatest alarm clock ever?

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Years ago I remember watching a programme on the BBC which featured various celebrities describing their favourite books and authors. A few moments stick in my mind even now, chief among them Stephen Fry's description of his love for the prose of P.G. Wodehouse, author of the numerous Jeeves and Wooster novels amongst others.

His reading of a passage describing the sun languorously sloping across the floor of a room as another morning arrived was wonderful to behold. Fry is an actor clearly born to read lines written by Wodehouse.

This then is my reasoning why this alarm clock is a work of utmost genius.

"I'm so sorry to disturb you sir, but it appears to be morning. Very inconvenient, I agree, sir. I believe it is the rotation of the earth which is to blame, sir."


Courtesy of The Onion.

Knock knock

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Gosh, it's a bit dusty around here. Amazing how quickly the cobwebs accumulate when you turn your back for a month or two.

So... erm. How are we all? Any new births or marriages? I'm sure you'd have let me know if there were, but it's quite remarkable just how often they seem to crop up these days. I'm sure it's something to do with having approached my mid-thirties. It seems impossible to even walk around a corner without another infant having sprung up somewhere or another set of impending nuptials having appeared on the horizon.

But that's a digression. From what exactly I'm not certain, but it has the air of one, I'm sure you'll agree.

When I left you last I was still in India. As I'm sure you'll have gathered, I'm now safely back in the UK and have been for some time now. I still have much to write on the subject of my visit, but it'll wait a little further. Until then, however, let me entertain you with a few of the memories I recorded on my camera:

I'm rather pleased with some of them. The shot of the snake charmer in particular (I saw a snake charmer! Everyone should go to India and see a snake charmer).

HTML Tattoos

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I'm not about to get a tattoo in this or any other lifetimes, but I laughed at this