What Super Bowl Sunday Means To Me


Bottle of Goldschlager. A transparent liquid with floating flakes of gold in it.

This could be the most important email I ever sent... Subject: Come One! Come All! Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2001 13:27:51 -0000 Yes, this Sunday our charming colonial cousins will be playing the American Football Superbowl!!!!!!! If you're anything like me you can contain your excitement at the thought of watching a bunch of Yanks try to play rugby while dressed up like nancy boys... but come anyway - there's gonna be beer and nachos... LOTS of beer... MANY nachos... So, yeah, Sunday 28 Jan our…

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We are the champions!


Clipart of a trophy.

I love attending pub quizes - it's the trivia geek inside me. There's nothing quite like putting your mind to the task of solving odd riddles, remembering the exact date of an event, or working out who did what. All good, clean, wholesome fun! Apart from the foul stench of tobacco - the sooner they ban smoking in pubs the sooner I'll be in to spend my money. Who wants to come home smelling like an ashtray after a night out? It's bad enough that most pubs have the jukeboxes on so loud you can't …

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Moving house


A pile of boxes ready to be removed. Clutter is everywhere.

Thanks to a team of good friends - moving house isn't nearly as stressfull as I thought it would be. Although not having any curtains means that a dawn waking is inevitable. (Imported from my old blog) …

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