Bleh

Yet again, feeling rougher than a badger’s arse in wintertime.

At some point I’m going to get the time to enable me to be really really ill. In the meantime it’s more just feeling rough. Bleh.


Lennon

Twenty-Five years ago today, John Lennon was shot and killed.

Personally, I never found I could get into Lennon’s music, whether the solo stuff or the Beatles’ stuff. I don’t know why, it just never grabbed me in the same way that other forms of music did.

It’s still tragic to get killed in this way, but my personal opinion is that it’s one of those things, rather than a tragic loss to music.


Going Home to a Bus

bah humbugWhat an absolutely brilliant idea. Old double-decker buses converted into living accomodation. The buses, converted by a bunch called Double-Decker Living, are being used by the Centrepoint charity in London to help the homeless over the Christmas period.

With luck it might be that there’s going to be a use for the fantastic old Routemaster buses that are being phased out after today


Travel Error

Herself’s feeling ill today, and I’m feeling pretty ropy too – but not to a level where I can work-dodge just yet – so I took the car.

Knowing how busy the standard route in is, I thought “I know, I’ll miss that lot, and go the back way, which’ll be easier”. Oh how fucking wrong can one person be?

The road was rigid – and by the time I was on it there was no turning back. I’d already avoided one jam, so this one was going to be the one I was in. Sod.

In the end it took half an hour to get out of Bracknell. The “quieter” road had had a five-car shunt on it (well, four car, one motorbike), so there were police and ambulance all over the place, and only one lane of traffic moving at a time due to Traffic Duty Trainee Plod. Having an Audi-driving numpty in front of me who was obviously not used to new-fangled inventions like clutches didn’t help – the knobber managed to stall it on every attempt to pull away. Impressive, when you’re in a jam of traffic and regularly getting overtaken by slugs, snails, and tortoises.

(And yes, I know I twice failed my own test by stalling the fucking car, but that hasn’t happened in a while now, and didn’t happen at all today, so bollocks, I’m just going to go with it)

Anyway, once we’d got past that little lot, it was plain sailing, and the rest of the journey took about ten minutes all told. And even found a car-parking space no worries, which I figure is quite an achievement after 9am…


Weighty Issues

Roughly six months ago, I wrote about the weight I’d managed to lose in the first part of the year – at the time I was down to 19st 10lb. I’ve eased up on the dieting a bit since, and not been cycling to work in a while – although I do generally walk home from the train station most days.

Anyway, I weighed myself yesterday, and while I’ve put on a little bit, I’m now dead on the 20st mark. No, that’s not light – but it does mean that even without making every effort for the weight to come off, or to keep it off, I’ve still managed to maintain pretty much the same weight for six months now.

And to me, that’s still a success. Yes, I’d like to lose some more, and there’s some other stuff I plan to do in order to manage that – but equally I suspect that whatever I lose in fat will just change to muscle (I know it’s not a “just change” procedure, but the fat will go and be replaced by muscle that has developed from the exercise) so I’ll still be in a similar weight range, I guess.

These are the kind of thoughts that follow you on a day when you’re sorting out techie stuff…


Driving By

There’s one facet of the story about South Yorkshire being gridlocked this morning due to a dead man on the M1 and a fatal accident on the A1 that’s rather more disturbing than any of the others. It’s this…

the body, which had been struck by a number of vehicles, was found near a footbridge, but it was not yet known if the man had fallen, jumped or been pushed from the bridge

Hang on, “struck by a number of vehicles“? How the hell does anyone in a car hit a body in the road and a) not stop or potentially b) not notice? Humans are bloody big things – they’re going to do damage to your car, regardless of whether they’re already dead or not. I’ve seen the mess a pheasant makes, and the one a deer makes – so I repeat, how the shit do you hit a body and not stop?

The mind boggles…


£1m. For what?

I see today that Jamie Oliver’s new restaurant in Cornwall is to receive £1m in public money to help with the building of it.

In short – Why?

Yes, sure, it might help some people with jobs. But why fund a private enterprise – particularly one run by someone like the Lisping Mockney Twat, who isn’t short of a few quid – to get built?