Jaws

Well we had our last (in theory) lardy meal tonight. We went out to Waitrose late afternoon and bought two sirloin steaks and some potatoes dauphinoise, to which we added mushrooms and mushroom sauce and peas. I fried the steaks in their own juices - no fat added and then slapped in a goodly dollop of port to glaze it over. Very toothsome when washed down with pear cider (when did it stop being called 'perry').

While we were eating, we watched Jaws on DVD. Those what know her, will know that Furtle is fascinated by and terrified of sharks in equal measure. She is a delicate blossom and was less than pleased when I reappeared from the kitchen and waved Nigel the kitchen shark in front of her while she was finishing off her steak.


Not a 25' Great White

I thought it was funny, but she was less convinced.

Happy days.

Jaws

Well we had our last (in theory) lardy meal tonight. We went out to Waitrose late afternoon and bought two sirloin steaks and some potatoes dauphinoise, to which we added mushrooms and mushroom sauce and peas. I fried the steaks in their own juices - no fat added and then slapped in a goodly dollop of port to glaze it over. Very toothsome when washed down with pear cider (when did it stop being called 'perry').

While we were eating, we watched Jaws on DVD. Those what know her, will know that Furtle is fascinated by and terrified of sharks in equal measure. She is a delicate blossom and was less than pleased when I reappeared from the kitchen and waved Nigel the kitchen shark in front of her while she was finishing off her steak.


Not a 25' Great White

I thought it was funny, but she was less convinced.

Happy days.

Il neige

Simply to say that I fully concur with my compadres who are grumbling about the weather. A long break for Christmas and New Year ignored; it has chosen the day we all go back to work to snow.

Pah.

Il neige

Simply to say that I fully concur with my compadres who are grumbling about the weather. A long break for Christmas and New Year ignored; it has chosen the day we all go back to work to snow.

Pah.

Mmm... new year spam

So, first day back in the office and I find that there are a couple of hundred emails in my inbox, of which about ten are actually to do with work and another five or six emails from friends. The remainder is made up of spam from various places offering me consolation deals to increase the size of certain parts of my anatomy, or sell me impressive qualifications online.

Since we moved away from GroupWise the spam filter in this place has been pitiful.

Of course, being away, I had my out of office response set up, so each of these spams has generated an automated response. This in turn has generated a large number of ‘message undeliverable’ emails and other out of office replies from the poor schmucks whose email addresses were hijacked in the first place. With typical MicroSquash efficiency, these have generated out of office replies and so it goes. There does seem to be a point where even the mail system recognises that it’s flogging a dead horse, but by crackey, it takes a while for it to cotton on.

I suppose I better check my telephone messages, now. I doubt they’re very interesting.

Mmm... new year spam

So, first day back in the office and I find that there are a couple of hundred emails in my inbox, of which about ten are actually to do with work and another five or six emails from friends. The remainder is made up of spam from various places offering me consolation deals to increase the size of certain parts of my anatomy, or sell me impressive qualifications online.

Since we moved away from GroupWise the spam filter in this place has been pitiful.

Of course, being away, I had my out of office response set up, so each of these spams has generated an automated response. This in turn has generated a large number of ‘message undeliverable’ emails and other out of office replies from the poor schmucks whose email addresses were hijacked in the first place. With typical MicroSquash efficiency, these have generated out of office replies and so it goes. There does seem to be a point where even the mail system recognises that it’s flogging a dead horse, but by crackey, it takes a while for it to cotton on.

I suppose I better check my telephone messages, now. I doubt they’re very interesting.

Forward look

It occurs to me that I should begin giving a little thought to updating the bio page on this here LiveJournal thing o’mine. In one short month the current text will be out of date (marginally) and I may as well revamp it properly (not that anyone ever reads bio pages).

Maybe a complete retooling of the journal is called for: something in beige, with comfy slippers and a cardy, perhaps. Except that I don’t particularly feel as though I am about to tip into the second half of my century. I suspect that you can expect more of the same: pointless rambles on subjects both abstruse and mundane. Oft times at the same time, for my brane wanders where it will with feet of whimsy and the attention span of a concussed mongoose.

Forward look

It occurs to me that I should begin giving a little thought to updating the bio page on this here LiveJournal thing o’mine. In one short month the current text will be out of date (marginally) and I may as well revamp it properly (not that anyone ever reads bio pages).

Maybe a complete retooling of the journal is called for: something in beige, with comfy slippers and a cardy, perhaps. Except that I don’t particularly feel as though I am about to tip into the second half of my century. I suspect that you can expect more of the same: pointless rambles on subjects both abstruse and mundane. Oft times at the same time, for my brane wanders where it will with feet of whimsy and the attention span of a concussed mongoose.

Me again!

Having remained sanguine and even optimistic about the casting of Matt Smith as the eleventh Doctor from 2010 onwards, I find myself rather less enthusiastic about this report that has appeared on MSN, suggesting that Lily Allen could be the new assistant for the Steven Moffat era.



This is the sort of casting that plagued the latter years of the John Nathan-Turner era in the mid to late eighties. Still, it doesn’t appear on either the BBC News website or the Who website, so maybe it is just idle speculation.

(Can you tell I'm bored yet?).

Me again!

Having remained sanguine and even optimistic about the casting of Matt Smith as the eleventh Doctor from 2010 onwards, I find myself rather less enthusiastic about this report that has appeared on MSN, suggesting that Lily Allen could be the new assistant for the Steven Moffat era.



This is the sort of casting that plagued the latter years of the John Nathan-Turner era in the mid to late eighties. Still, it doesn’t appear on either the BBC News website or the Who website, so maybe it is just idle speculation.

(Can you tell I'm bored yet?).