Bastards. Seriously, what exactly is the pleasure in destroying a flower bed?

The pleasure of getting destroyed, however, is something else again, as Luigi has witnessed. I wish I could find an ‘ethnographic’ post he sent me on the subject. God, but Google is amazing. Here it is.

Riddle me this:

Q: Why is this blog like Rome in August?
A: Because there's no traffic in either.

It is absolutely eerie to wander round the neighbourhood. Most everything is shuttered. There is parking galore. In fact the big boulevard along the river looks like a post-apocalyptic Mad Max s...

There’s more ➢

Goaded, prompted, inspired by Dunstan Orchard's recent photoset on Flickr (blogged earlier this morning) I decided to set to and scan a few pages from my own autograph book. They are here. But I'm still wondering whether a Flickr group is a good idea. Too nerdy?¹

By the way, Neddie, if you'...

There’s more ➢

... but I’ve been a fan of Ry Cooder's since before I knew who Ry Cooder was. How else to explain that Love in Vain is my second favourite song on Let it Bleed. Likewise Sister Morphine on Sticky Fingers, except that it is No. 3. and so on and so on.

And of course, all geeks everywhere kn...

There’s more ➢

For a Very Big Cheese in the world of web design and CSS, Dunstan Orchard is clearly not in the least bit insecure. His Flickr photostream of Things I Found While Tidying Up is a wonderful glimpse into his life.¹ I'd considered something similar while moving here, but didn't in the end have time...

There’s more ➢