Winner Takes All

Not quite sure how we managed it yesterday, but even after a drive back from Norfolk to Bracknell via a drop-off in Aylesbury, followed by general domestic gubbins, a shop in the Tesco from Hell™, and a degree of lethargy, we still managed to win the local pub quiz last night. 32 out of 40, and five of the incorrect answers were based on stories out of the day’s Scum Sun “newspaper”.

Eight drinks are now ours for free over the next few days. All very worthwhile. But I’m still stunned we won. They must’ve known it was d4d™’s birthday, and been charitable towards us. All the same, woo, and indeed yay.

Away

So, I’ll be in the Reading/Bracknell area for most of next week. Any suggestions on where we should/shouldn’t go?

Anyone suggesting the St George and Dragon in Wargrave will receive a quick slap. (Having just looked, I’m currently 24th in Google for the search ‘“george and dragon” wargrave‘ – I wonder how high up the ratings I can go?)

Please bear in mind that, while all suggestions will be gratefully I received, I may do any, all, none, or some of them. There’s no guarantees at all. If I do, the suggester will be duly noted in anything I write about them. Other than that, well, *shrug*

Trackback

I wish I understood Trackbacks. I just tried linking to Gert’s post on fireworks, and it wouldn’t work. Gah. So much for being a techie.

Right, I’m going to go back to working on databases. I understand them.

Remember, Remember

For various obvious reasons, I’ve always been a fan of fireworks. Well, I have when they’re done properly, and safely. I’m sure Gert feels much the same and will comment too about this (Oh yes, she just has) but I’m glad to see that we’ve finally got some kind of firework curfew to limit “displays” to before 11pm. (with a couple of exceptions, such as New Years’ Eve and Nov 5th)

Another part of the new law makes it illegal for under 18’s to carry fireworks in a public place, which should (with luck) limit some of the scallie little bastards and their autumnal activities. I doubt it though.

To me, this new law actually doesn’t go far enough. I’d still like to see it made illegal to sell fireworks over the counter to the public in general. I’d then like to see the Government redirect the millions they spend each year on firework safety advertising into public government/council-funded displays in every town and city, where they can be enjoyed safely. Of course, it’d also make it far safer for general life, regardless of location, to not have to be worrying about some chavvy little cunt throwing fireworks at/near you, or through letterboxes etc.

Silly Season Slowdown

At last, the Summer Season on TV is beginning to come to a close. How can I tell? Because Big Brother ends tonight. Halle-fucking-lujah. I think I’ve actually managed to see a whole 2 hours of this dross in the seven-ish weeks it’s run, and I still wish I could actually understand what it is that people see in it. I’m sorry, but I just don’t. And what’s the fun in watching people sleep? That’s where I really do just get utterly confuzzed by the entire thing.

Even better, by the time the finale happens, I’ll be ensconsced in Norfolk for a couple of days. Now that’s far more appealing.

Testing

Testing Email Posting

Yes, I’m checking that the Blogger function
known as email posting works OK. It may, it may not. It may look shite.
Nothing would surprise me right now.

*gasp* It actually worked (well, once I’d edited out the guff that work’s email sender shoves on everything. Things are looking up for a semi-lazy week next week after all…

On the changing of plans

Next week, I was supposed to be off work, and having She Who Has Not Yet Been Named up to stay at mine for the week. Going down to Norwich this weekend, meeting up with her at sister’s house, spending the weekend there, then coming back (in a piece of truly Lyle-esque organisation) to Manchester via Buckinghamshire and Berkshire. (Don’t ask – there’s a logic there, but it’s a convoluted one)

Due to the vagaries of pets, animals, and care arrangements thereof, that’s now changed. Still Norwich/Norfolk, still Buckinghamshire and Berkshire, but then no travel back to Manchester. Well, not for a week or so – yes, I’ll be staying in Berks again. Isn’t it lucky I’m not that kind of retentive who plans everything and time-tables it, proving completely unable to deal with the complexities and random guff of modern life?

So next week will be quiet again chez D4D™. I’ll try to keep it fairly well updated, along with the odd dose of weirdness and – perhaps – photos. I’m not going ’til tomorrow lunchtime, so there’ll be guff for the weekend too.

And I may just organise something where people can email posts to here if they want. Who knows, I may be doing the same… *Grin*