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Shopping

March 24th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Mundane musings

Not a pleasurable experience.

I needed new shoes, so headed off to the store of my favourite brand (since getting my first pair in Boston I’ve only brought this brand … um … except for a cheap pair of trainers). I was shocked when I entered the shop.

“Bloody hell - you’ve gone all ‘yoof’!” I exclaimed. Timberland have clearly been making a mess of their “classic” styles with ridiculously large and garish patterns. Fortunately there were a limited selection of their proper footwear and I’m now stocked up for the next year (or more).

This was nothing, though, compared to my interaction with the pharmacist at Sainsbury’s.

Do you have anything for athlete’s foot?“, I’d asked.

“Is it for you?” he asked, in amazement.

Cheeky bastard.

No surprise there, then

March 24th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Memes

You are The Fool

The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

[via Croila]

A Walk on the Wild Side

March 23rd, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Mundane musings

We had our monthly team day yesterday. Ferny the Goth and Joseph had been tasked with organising the “team building” exercise and they chose this apparently interesting psychological questionnaire.

Why not play along? You’ll need a pen and paper. I’ll wait here and hum to myself while you get prepared.

We were advised to say the first thing that came into our heads - advice which Ferny the Goth would come to regret later in the day, but more on that later - and I suggest you jot down your first thoughts.

Remember, it’s just a bit of fun.

1. You are walking in the woods. With whom are you walking?

2. You are approached by an animal. What is the animal?

3. What is your interaction with the animal?

4. You come to a clearing and see your dream house. Describe the size of the dream house.

5. You enter the house and see a table. What do you see on or around the table?

6. You exit the house by the back door. You see a cup on the floor. What is the cup made from?

7. What do you do with the cup.

8. You come across a body of water. What type of body of water is it?

9. How do you cross the water?

For what it’s worth my answers were:

1. Nobody. I was walking alone in Thetford Forest (with my camera, I expect).

2. A bear. I like bears. It’s a family trait.

3. Run like buggery. I like bears but I’m not stupid. Well, maybe I am by running.

4. Compact and bijou. Less room to get cluttered, you see.

5. Nothing. I saw a beautiful and clear wooden table. Probably called something like ‘Svenka’.

6. Wood. Don’t know why, it’s just what I imagined.

7. Take in inside. It’s my dream house, so I’d keep it tidy - unlike my real abode

8. A lake. Specifically the Lake of Bays in Ontario.

9. By steam boat. I was thinking, of course, of the ferry on the aforementioned Lake of Bays.

I’ll give you the analysis later, but first that advice. We were in a hostelry, enjoying ginger beer ale and lime, when Ferny mentioned her current tale of woe with her on/off boyfriend.

“The last time we met he kept going on about his ex.”

This is the ex who’s now his lodger?

“Yes.”

You do realise that she’s not his “ex”, don’t you?

“What do you mean?”

I’ll bet when you meet it’s always at yours, never at his?

“Damn. Yes.”

And do you meet his family?

“Never.”

Uh-huh.

“Bollocks. You’re right.”

I didn’t stay long, not wanting to spoil anyone else’s evening. That’ll teach her to advise me to say the first thing that came into my mind.


But anyway, how did you get on with your answers? Ready for the pseudo-psychology? More »

Adjusting my horizontal hold

March 20th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Mundane musings

No, that’s not a euphemism.

At my latest reconstruction session with Dr K____i yesterday I raised the subject of seating arrangements as I’d noticed that my back’s fine when reclined, and is also not too bad once I’ve been upright for a few minutes (but those few minutes are sheer hell).

Is it my chair?“, I asked.

“No, it’s because you’re sitting. The chair itself doesn’t make much of a difference in your case. It’s your pelvis and the strain it’s failing to cope with when you move from sitting to standing.”

So I need to avoid sitting?

“For a while, yes, that would help.”

I’ve taken today as a horizontal/vertical day, then, planning to spend my time either reclining imperially or walking about. In spite of the intermittent annoyances of weather I’ve walked as far as Aaalburgh town centre to visit the bank, to the local shop to post a letter and replenish my stamp collection … and have lain on my bed, wondering whether this was such a good idea.

Yes, the back feels great and I’m sure today’s made a world of difference, but just think for a minute what not sitting down rules out. Even posting this from a horizontal position is awkward at best.

Bah, I’m bored. And it’s hailing again.

Bah.

Uh-oh

March 20th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Mundane musings

“operates with ‘Stalinist ruthlessness’, treating colleagues with contempt”?

“a very cynical view of mankind and his colleagues”?

Oh crap - I’m Gordon Brown!

My favourites so far

March 18th, 2007 | 2 Comments | Posted in Visualities

I’ve selected a dozen of my favourite snaps so far from the 3,000 or so that Wuglums and I are working through. I think you can see that I’ve inherited a similar “eye” from someone as I mentioned earlier and it’s Wuglums theory (which I’m coming around to) is that my mystery benefactor is our mother.

Anyway, on with the show.

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The state of my back led to only a very brief visit to Dad today - he toppled twice yesterday and I was in no condition to be able to help him up let alone stop him so, having discussed this with the nursing staff, it was agreed that it was not in Dad’s interest to leave the ward with me.

It was a good journey back, though - helped by my unwillingness to stop and have to get out of my seat, I suspect. Still didn’t break the mythical 4 hour barrier, though. Although it really isn’t needed I asked TomTom to give me the fastest route back (it offered the M4/M25/M11 route and suggested 4 hours and 10 minutes) and then asked for a recalculation, avoiding the M25. It seems there’s only a two minute difference between the fastest route and the M50/M5/M42/M6/A14 route which skirts Birmingham which, given the hassle the comes with the M25 heading clockwise, makes the northerly route a no-brainer.

I know it would add to the complexity of the program, but I think the software really should offer both alternatives in circumstances like this. Mind you, I also think you should also be able to permanently block junctions from routes (e.g. leaving Aaalburgh via West Carr Road and turning right onto the A11 hasn’t been possible for a while and was suicidal beforehand).

Still, it did a good job on Friday night in getting me to Wuglums Manor in only three and a bit hours after I’d come up to stationary traffic on the A14 so I can’t really complain. Much.

Where’s Loyd Grossman when you need him?

March 17th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Mystery Photos

“Who would liiiiive in a caaastle like thiiiiis?” he’d be asking. So who knows?

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A close-up - does it help?

[update] The answer seems to be “King Arthur”, as announced by Murph in the comments. For verification, I found this image at the Archaeology @ University of Glasgow site - the original photo having been taken from a point off to the left, you can see Merlin’s Cove in the original slide (so, ironically, my close-up was actually a hindrance to the identification).

Ireland? Scotland? France? Italy?

March 17th, 2007 | 2 Comments | Posted in Mundane musings

Who cares? Only one game really matters. :-)