Sometimes there are things you see and just have to shake your head, going “did that really just happen?” closely followed *blush* by “I’ll have to put something in the blog about that“.

Today, walking through the concourse of the station, I was stopped dead by the sight of what appeared to be a complete coach-load of nuns in full regalia, heading for a train. The woman at the front of the – what the hell is the collective noun for nuns? – group (that’ll do) was (I assume) the Mother Superior, and she looked like a truly fearsome person, one secure in the knowledge that God is With Her (I capitalise to emphasise the strength of her convictions (can nuns get convictions?)) and Always Would Be. And then there were the 40 or 50 lesser nuns following behind her, two by two, just like a parade of schoolchildren on a daytrip.

But what it made me think of most wasn’t a school trip, but more something out of a US Army film, half expecting one of them to start singing a cadence as God’s Army went out to recce a bunch of sinners. Going out on patrol into a world full of sin and danger. (They were probably travelling on Virgin Trains – sorry, that’s an abysmal pun, I’ve just realised – I was actually referring to the danger, and then thought of… No, it’s fairly obvious, I’ll shut up now.) Anyway, that was what it all made me think of – and it was a bizarre enough sight to make me want to write about it. Well, that and a thought of “I really must buy a little digital camera, for snaps like that”.


I just wanted to say a quick little thanks to people like Vodkabird, Gert, Not You The Other One, Elayne, and a couple of others who’ve added lil ole me to their reading lists recently. ( there’s links over there >>> to get to their sites too)

As I’ve said in other bits of the site recently, I’m really pleased to see the way this thing is growing, being read, and (perhaps more importantly) returned to. It’s kind of reassuring, knowing that there’s something here that appeals.

So thanks.



Hey! Are you a fuckwit?
Do you get outwitted by mosquitos? Asked to give your brain cell to medical science? Can you mispronounce pasta? Does the phrase “good afternoon” confuse you? When presented with a queue of people wantign to buy things, do you piss off for a break? Can you manage to stack things into a bag so that the most fragile items are on the bottom, and the heavy ones are on the top?

If so, we’ve got a job for you at




Well, supposedly a “better thing to do” is play with blogrolling.com which should now be on the right hand side. Let’s hope…


I was going to go and see Insomnia tonight, but I’ve been suffering from it myself all week bigtime, so I think I’ll give it a miss, probably see it tomorrow or over the weekend.

I’m sure I can find better things to do…


Update on Nectar.

Nice to see The Register reporting here that nectar is now totally titsup.com. Big shock. It’s been keffed since Monday, and still shows no signs of recovery. You’ve got to love it, haven’t you?


In a totally different vein, and normally more Davezilla than me, I’ve just laughed myself silly at these mad sods who are willing to take your car, and drop it out the back of a plane. Parachutes are optional. Read the last paragraph for an example of pure class through lunacy.