I stood at the trolley park at Sainsbury's, there were two lines of small trolleys and two of large trolleys, I wanted a small one. I eyed them up; left or right? Right or left? I plumped for the one on the left-hand side. I know from experience that there are several trolleys in service … Continue reading Off (one’s) trolley.
Is no news good news?
When the person on the morning news program says, "And now the news, travel and weather where you are." I look out of the window. The weather seems quite nice, a little chill but sunny. The road looks empty apart from the parked cars so there's not much to report about travel. News? Well, no … Continue reading Is no news good news?
The quest for good ESB. Part 2.
On a Quixotic quest to find out if Fuller's ESB had been marmalised by the recent-ish takeover of Fuller's brewery by Asahi Europe Ltd. who are a wholly owned subsidiary of Asahi Group Holdings who are a Japanese mega-corporation, I had travelled into London to a pub, The Dove in Hammersmith, that when visited back … Continue reading The quest for good ESB. Part 2.
The quest for good ESB. Part 1.
Real Ale, it's an emotive subject, for some people. I'm fond of a beer or two as anyone who regularly reads this blog will probably have discerned. One of my favourite beers is Fuller's Extra Special Bitter or ESB. Fuller's themselves describe it thus: Twice named World Champion Beer, Fuller’s ESB is one of the … Continue reading The quest for good ESB. Part 1.
An interesting ride? I wouldn’t bank on it.
At work, they (yes, those mysterious "they") are trialling a new set of group email addresses so for a couple of days there have been these emails arriving telling us that they are trialling a new set of group email addresses. They are dynamic apparently, these email addresses, so when new members of staff join … Continue reading An interesting ride? I wouldn’t bank on it.
STOP! Memories of a Lollipop Man.
As I have written before in this here blog, when I used to work in an office, a real office that is not the small 'office' bedroom at the back of the house, my route walking to work took me through Chesham Cemetery. At either end of the cemetery there is a busy road but … Continue reading STOP! Memories of a Lollipop Man.
Not the Chelsea Flower Show.
Welcome aboard, we're going on a journey… When I was 9 or 10 or so years old, the school library contained a small set of softback books about notable ships. Amongst the titles as I recall were Titanic, Royal Sovereign, Cutty Sark and Gipsy Moth IV. Recalling now from this distance in time is a … Continue reading Not the Chelsea Flower Show.
With apologies to Joni Mitchell… Woke up, it was a Chesham morning, and the first thing that I heard, was that noisy prick on a moped, and I mouthed a few choice words, and he came tearing up the road, at well over 30 miles an hour. Won't you go away, you've ruined my day, … Continue reading Chesham Morning.
This came unbidden to me the other morning, I have no idea how or why, I was sitting on a bench at Chesham Station waiting for a train into central London when all of a sudden, there it was. The first line, then the second and third lines and then the rest. Perhaps it was … Continue reading Impromptu, inappropriateness?
Below the Salt, above Expectations.
We went to see Steeleye Span in concert at Chesham's Elgiva Theatre the other night, a small group of us. It was a fantastic concert. I didn't take any photos - yeah, I know, if there aren't photos on Facebook (or WordPress) then it never happened, right? I didn't take any photos because I was … Continue reading Below the Salt, above Expectations.