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Is it just me
San Giorgio Maggiore Soleil Couchant

or is the internet acting a bit broken tonight?
(Tue 8th Oct 2002, 22:11, More)

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» Stupid Tourists

Standing on the roof of St Paul's Cathedral
watching the RAF flypast for the Queen's birthday back in June. An AWACS 707 flies overhead (slate-grey with a huge rotating radar dome), escorted by a Tornado on each wingtip.

A voice with a broad American accent pipes up behind me:
"Look! Terrorists!"
(Thu 7th Jul 2005, 18:45, More)

» On the stage

A secondary school production of some play or other,
I think it might have been Orpheus in the Underworld but I'm really not sure after all this time. Anyway, the drama teacher obviously knew talent when he saw it; I ended up landing a role that had me at the front of the stage for an entire scene.

As a lightswitch.

No, sorry, half a lightswitch. My twin brother played the other half.
Needless to say I never volunteered for another production.
(Sun 4th Dec 2005, 18:37, More)

» The Boss

My old boss
neglected to pay over a grand into my pension, over 600 of which was my personal contribution and deducted from my salary. The last I heard of him was that he'd disappeared to Brazil.

I wish I were joking, I've spent over a year trying to recover the money. I'm starting to suspect that I'll never see it.
(Thu 18th Jun 2009, 14:18, More)

» Beautiful Moments

Moments of purity
About twelve years ago I was on a residential school trip and I wasn't enjoying it. I was homesick and just generally depressed by the whole experience. In order to finish our assignment for the week we had to pull an all-nighter but several in our group weren't pulling their weight.

Frustrated by events, I walked off to be by myself in the surrounding woods for a bit and found a large tree stump to sit on, overlooking the river valley. It was 3am on a cool spring morning with moonlight filling the valley, reflecting from the river a mile away and illuminating the few clouds in a soft silver glow.

I sat there in miserable contemplation for a while, watching cloud shadows drift across the valley and the occasional set of headlights pick their way along lanes several miles away, until something very odd happened. I felt all the tension, all the frustration, all the unhappiness slowly drain out of my body, through the tree stump and deep into the ground. It left me with the feeling of being perfectly at peace with myself and in union with the earth. I have never felt more a part of nature than in the hour or so I sat there.
(Mon 14th Mar 2005, 15:53, More)

» Evidence that you're getting old

I buy the Times.
I don't skip straight to the sports section in the paper anymore, now it's Letters to the Editor.

I get drunk on three pints of beer, I can feel the effects of the first.

My justification for not buying an RX8 is that my Peugeot 106 is cheaper to run. I got more excited about exceeding 65 MPG in my car than 100 MPH.

I listen to 5 live at work and don't turn off when it's time for Prime Minister's Questions.

I've been to one club this year and hated every second of it.

I worry whether I'm saving enough in my pension.

I've been in my current job longer than I spent doing both my A-Levels and my degree, I have no intention of leaving it.

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I've considered taking up golf as a hobby "to get outside more".
(Thu 28th Oct 2004, 17:01, More)
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