Archive for August, 2005

It occurs to me

Friday, August 12th, 2005

It occurs to me, having just spent three hours of my Friday evening reforecasting the IT budget for the next eight months, that although I never have actually swung birches, Robert Frost was certainly onto something there. I must be in a comtemporary-American-pastoral-poetry sort of mood. If I was a contemporary American you’d be in […]

I’m lovin’ it

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

Josie knows the McDonalds jingle. She must have been watching grown-up tele at a friend’s house because I’m sure junk food companies don’t target two-year-olds …

C’est arrivé

Tuesday, August 9th, 2005

The table arrived as promised today – very impressive service. It’s my kind of furniture, too heavy to lift and with six little hardwood dowels to be banged into …

Before and after

Monday, August 8th, 2005

We don’t have any before and after pics of the house, but here’s a picture of feet …


Sunday, August 7th, 2005

Having procured Odin’s banqueting table yesterday evening (just another piece of trans-dimensional bric-a-brac) we came back to earth today with a trip to our favourite furniture emporium …

The road to Valhalla is lined with tinsel

Saturday, August 6th, 2005

This evening while Michelle and I were eating dinner together we heard a strange thumping sound. It was pretty late, but we thought one of the neighbours must be fixing something (it wasn’t late enough for that but sounded just like it) …

Farms and farms

Thursday, August 4th, 2005

The Three spent the afternoon at Willows Farm while I spent the day at our server farm …

Something obscene

Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005

There is something obscene about the way a train will stop and stuff even more passengers …

James, is there anything you’re not involved with?

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005

I know, I know, I haven’t written for ages. Two whole days …