Tchaikovsky & the pink oboe
I’ve been chastised for the lack of recent updates to this weblog by a person I might describe best as an e-colleague, who I met again recently at the Sound…
L’après-midi d’un phone
Together with the very much alive use of the vocative case in South East European languages, ablaut is one of those subjects that makes me go all tingly, so I…
Tooting Chariot Festival 2004
It’s August Bank Holiday, so it’s time for the wonderful Tooting Chariot Festival again. It starts at the Muththumari Amman Temple at the end of the street, and makes its…
Go, Nadia!
Wir sind so weit, as the Germans would say – it’s time to vote Nadia as the undisputed queen of Big Brother. Before anyone calls me shallow for being a…
Save Marco!
Please do your bit for humanity, and vote for Michelle to go from Big Brother on Friday. I couldn’t bear to see the lovely Marco or Nadia removed by the…
God Bless Framley
The more I hear Alastair Campbell whinge about the media, the more I want to bury my head in The Framley Examiner. There is an uncanny, though not surprising similarity…