I bought a copy of the Independent today, just so I could try Super Sudoku. That’s the one I mentioned before, with 4×4 4×4 grids, and the numbers 0 to F.
I’m afraid the news isn’t good. Partly there’s sour grapes, because after about an hour and a half’s toil, I found I’d made [...]
I’m just watching Live 8 here (go to Make Povery History, by the way).
Can there be anything more surreal than Dido singing one of her dreary kitchen sink songs while Youssou Ndour (for it is he) shouts “New Africa! New Africa!” over the top?
In this Guardian comment piece about national ID cards, Muriel Gray takes issue with the oft-repeated statement “if you’re innocent you have nothing to hide”. “Not simply an outrageously stupid statement, but also plain wrong.”
Have you ever wanted to drag the limp corpse of a bikini-clad woman through a never-ending field of bubbles? Maybe the though never occurred to you before, but now I’ve put the idea in your head, you crave the experience? Well, now’s your chance.
A good find by James Mounsey. Cheers!
Ruth has discovered a resource about photic sneezing.
I get it too; although I don’t get sinus headaches like Ruth does, so the sneezing is more of a nuicance than a blessing. When Mum used to drive us into Aberystwyth every morning, I would pretty much always go into a sneezing fit as we came [...]
Gavin left G-International yesterday. He took us for a drink at The Cape at lunchtime — a tradition carried over from IBM.
Gavin, Paul, Gary and I walked along the Canal, deviating for a quick one at Sarah Siddon’s on the Woodles, then another at the Lord Nelson on Emscote Road. I’m a big [...]