The last Friday in the month means that it is Critical Mass time again but tomorrow’s ride will also celebrate the 11th year of monthly bike rides. Last year’s anniversary ride saw over 800 cyclists on the streets with a bike samba band, a guitar player in a rickshaw, various sound systems and some amazing bike creations. For those who haven’t […]
Archive for March, 2005
Chip and PIN is relatively new here in the UK. In New Zealand, the more established EFTPOS has been around for years. However, in America where signing is still the norm, some folks have been having way too much fun playing The Credit Card Prank and The Credit Card Prank II on retail assistants who, in the main, clearly don’t […]
Mostly, I shall be doing lots of this. Bliss.
I have just been having an online chat with a fellow London Metblogger who used to date a Marine. Asking how it was going, I was told that she had kicked the Marine to the kerb in favour of a construction gang boss in the States. Before I could stop myself, I typed: [13:41] BigNosedUglyGuy: Are you […]
To celebrate excellent performace as well as the upcoming holiday, I went Easter shopping for my team today. The 40-odd eggs didn’t stay in the box long with one being comsumed within 30 seconds of handing it out!
BBC News: In Pictures has a few intriguing photographs of Afghanistan in the 1930s. I have had an interest in the history of the Afghan people ever since reading Helen Saberi’s excellent book on Afghan food and domestic culture, Noshe Djan: Afghan Food and Cookery.
This is how exciting my little corner of the universe gets around lunchtime. Simply sent to test moblog connection is OK. — Sent from my Treo
According to Flickrblog and the unofficialyahooweblog, Flikr has been Yahoo‘d
I have finally managed to ‘upgrade’ the roller wheels on my Brompton with skate wheels, which should allow me to wheel rather than carry it through stations on my commute. Thanks are due to Caroline, esteemed member of Tower Hamlets Wheelers who sourced the wheels at Decathlon and kindly grabbed some for me as I was abroad. Thirty […]
In the week since I have returned home, I have woken in the night more than a few times, bidden by my bodyclock to be doing something other than sleep. The first few seconds of wakefulness have been typified by uncomprehending confusion for, no matter how familiar the surroundings of my bedroom might appear in […]