My hands, arms and wrists are rebelling against me. I’ve not had it properly checked out yet, but it may be something like RSI. Whatever it is, using a keyboard makes it more painful. So I am laying off blogging and email pending some proper advice on it. Don’t worry, you ain’t see the last …
 Martin spreads the love even further over at BTI. I feel the need to reciprocate, so here goes. Part one – try putting boiling water or bleach down it. For ritual purposes only (i.e. this never works). Part two – buy a sink plunger (from a hardware shop – you get to feel like …
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I’d been thinking that there was a lot less inter-blog linkage and conversation going on these days compared to a few years ago. It feels like we all type up these things in our silos and maybe leave the odd comment, but that most of the interaction now takes place on things like Dissensus. So …
It’s not often that I buy the Evening Standard, it has to be said. However I did get a copy last week because they were running an article on the 34 Broadway Market occupation. Which wasn’t actually too bad for them – “MILLIONAIRE KEPT AT BAY BY BACON BUTTIE BARRICADES” is pretty class as headlines …
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Great series of autobiographical posts over at crumbling loaf/fiasco/whatever. He may have deleted them by the time you read this, though. It’s the ultimate ephermeral blog, is _ (as it’s currently titled). The lack of permanence is kind of compelling. It’s also really hermetic – I can’t remember him ever linking to any other site. …
The novelty of suncream, insect repellent and daily doses of anti-malarials soon wears off. But the novelty of not having to be at work or do household stuff… doesn’t, even if we have to pay for this for most of next year. There are “big things” people go to Uganda for, and we certainly did …
“‘We have terrible problems with servants here. Stealing and so on. Let me know when you’re ready to get one and I’ll put out the word. Otherwise you’ll just get someone one of the other expats has sacked.’ ‘I don’t know if I’ll really want one,’ I said, finishing my molten mouthful. ‘I think I’d …