Monthly Archives: May 2006

Moving (in the direction of the) ceremony

We’re now packing. Tomorrow morning we’ll leave for Cardiff, reasonably early as we have to pick up a dress, go to the post office, and see if a prescription has come in before trying to get over the Wye by … Continue reading

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It never rains but it drops off

This morning I found myself with very little that needed dealing with urgently. Well, after I’d rung the chalet company, in Finland, and tried to pay the confusingly bank-detail-free invoice they’d sent through. In order to make good use of … Continue reading

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Bann this rubbish

Almost everyone we’ve asked to do something for our wedding is an idiot. I must exclude rgl and Hat, of course, and indeed most close friends that have lent a hand. But venue organizers, suit-hire shops, caterers: all these people … Continue reading

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Something has just registered

There is a possibility, currently only hinted at by rather tangential symptoms, that the national network of registry offices is approaching a state of systemic failure. Let me explain. Once upon a time I was foolish enough to be a … Continue reading

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Lordi, lordi, lordi

Commentators—well, OK, the newsreaders during Radio 4’s Broadcasting House—have been saying what a surprise it was that Lordi won the Eurovision Song Contest yesterday. Any musicologist who saw the video to Hard Rock Hallelujah would’ve immediately seen evidence of the … Continue reading

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Give a Luddite a pin-board and he’ll pin for life

The following may or may not change the way you plan minor work or home crises. I bear no responsibility for either eventuality. As we approach the date of the wedding we suffer creeping horrors of what K. calls “the … Continue reading

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The filth and the furry!

Not for the first time was I upbraided today by teenage chavs over the length of my hair. Yes, really: I ought to tell my grandad this one, as he loves jokes that remind him of what life was like … Continue reading

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