February 2007
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(27th February 2007)
A conversation between my mother and the manager of the local electricity company.
Mother: You have a sub-station in our garden.
Manager: Do we?
Mother: Yes. You owe us rent. And the fence has collapsed. I'd like you to replace it.
Manager: We have no record of the rent but I'll look into it. The fence is not a priority. We can send someone out to ...
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(26th February 2007)
I have just spent 79 pence on a piece of music performed by Roger Whittaker. That's not something I would ever have expected to do before today. Or to admit to. The reason I now own Mexican Whistler by Roger Whittaker is because it's not on Limewire and because today I have attended the funeral of Ron Kenyon. He was no relation but sort of ...
(12th February 2007)
I have finally stopped procrastinating. This is good, because I can do things like learn how to be an air traffic controller in India. (That's not procrastinating, honest.) See why I love India most of the time? Because its air traffic controllers have a Cyber Home where they provide exhaustive information on runways, geographical conditions and the opening hours of post offices in every ...
(6th February 2007)
Sometimes I am thankful for chequebook journalism. As in the case of the video and transcript of the friendly fire incident obtained by The Sun today. (Yes, I do read the Sun. Usually it's more revealing than the broadsheets.) The video reveals what I suspect is the way the world works: I call it the Cock-up Theory. The CuT, I think, is massively ...