seated accomodation
you can sit there for 5 minutes. any longer and i’ll have to charge you
cargo
you can coach people and train people and even drive them
you can transport them to higher planes
makes you think
techno-government
My Lords, I hope noble Lords will appreciate how I move seamlessly from corned beef to spam.
My Lords, will the Minister explain how it is that an inedible tinned food that lasted for ever and was supplied to those on active service can become an unsolicited e-mail, bearing in mind that some of us wish to be protected from having an e-mail?
The United Kingdom Parliament
title-less emails
title-less emails are a queer thing. you feel obliged to open them to see what they are about. an email or website title is like a headline on a newspaper, inviting you to read the content. But conversely it is there to warn you to stay clear if you don’t want what it offers.
a good title is inviting (or warning).
a misleading title is a social no-no.
a non-title is an cheeky invitation to sample the unknown. dive in my friends it says.
so where do i stand on this issue. good question. thanks for asking.
and i haven’t even mentioned the numerous issues relating to attachments …
flowers photo
found on the way to work.
wripped up flowers.
obstacles
there are all sorts of obstacles in life.
made my journey more tricky.
grab the sand bag and carry it over the two planks of wood
carefully balanced on two plastic bins.
the missing piece of the jigsaw
saw this on the way to work
someone’s got a jigsaw with a piece missing. how like life.
god stuff makes sense to me.
photos reunited
we all know about friends reunited. part of the idea behind www.davescollections.com was to reunite people with their lost photos.
well. someone (‘old school mate’) spotted that a photo had been contributed to the collection by one of their old school friends (‘the contributor’). they (‘old school mate’) emailed me (‘the site owner’) to see if I (‘the site owner’) was still in contact with the contributor (‘the contributor’) and indeed i (‘the site owner’) was.
i (‘the site owner’) forwarded this enquiring email to the long lost friend (‘the contributor’) and got a response acknowledging they did know this person (‘old school mate’) from school.
however, they (‘the contributor’) didn’t reply directly to the original email sender (‘old school mate’) so he (‘old school mate’) emailed me again.
i (‘the site owner’) have forwarded this email on again and we (‘you, me and the garden fence’) will have to see what happens. I (‘the site owner’) will keep you updated …
the sloppy clock
the clock in our bathroom is having a midlife crisis. It no longer conforms to standard time keeping, instead choosing to amble round at its own predetermined speed. I have seen such behavour from clocks before. The first approach of battery drainage and they lose all will to live.
Imagine if we just went at our own speed and ignored real time. fantastic.
meanwhile our poor clock in the bathroom will get slower and slower until one day soon it will just twitch its minute hand back and forth without enough power to move it on to the next position. and the clock in our living room is always 50 minutes slow. we learn to adapt to these things.
cheque for £10.25
also found £1 nearby.
come to london the streets are covered with money
christian letter closes
“yours in His gracious grip”
classic sentence
thank you in advance for your kind and gracious cooperation on this somewhat sensitive issue
a different perspective
It’s always good to see things from a different angle.
here’s kez and miriam from the side
hairwords
speak only in coiffeurisms (hairdresser cliches)
drinks misunderstanding
i drank deep from my bottle, expecting sweet orange juice. it was grapefruit. not pleasant. this was the second ‘drinks misunderstanding’ of the day. the first was when someone fetched me a 2litre bottle of water when i was after a half litre one. as for the tesco grapefruit drink. yuckety yuck.
loaf on telephone box
loaf of bread, partly eaten, on a BT phone box.
makes you think …