The Daily Twerp
Yes, it may well be early but I’m happy to announce that we already have a winner for our Daily Twerp award. I’d like to announce that the driver of the taxi turning left off Ealing Broadway (by the lights,…
the map – not at all final
So, I’ve been working on the route for the bike ride and, as a rough draft, I don’t think this is too bad. If anyone else has any advice on any of the roads with regards to quality, danger of…
still doing crazy shit for charity
So, yet again, I’m finding myself pestering everyone on facebook/twitter/email for money. Not for me, but for charity. I’ve done charity crap before, from 5k runs up to the Bristol-London cycle I did in 2011. All the stuff I’ve done…
Mmmmm… Danan
First, this happened: @oog we could get Paul Danan to advertise Danone. Mmmm Danan. — Derek Knight (@delrico) March 13, 2013 AND THEN THIS HAPPENED Paul Danan bloody loves yoghurt, obviously.
Clove Toothpaste – you’re not as fresh as you think you are
This is a note to all the commuters, office workers and general mouth-breathers out there who think using cinnamon or clove flavoured dental products gives them nice, fresh breath. It doesn’t. You may think that having the taste of a post-Christmas…
v&a / science museum
v&a / science museum, a set on Flickr. So, on Saturday, we went to the Hollywood Costume exhibition at the V&A museum. As no photos were allowed, we went to the Science Museum to redress the balance. Keep your eye…
well, these are a bit big…
Number One: The Bow Number Two: The Wooden Letter Number Three: The Massive Bag Number Four: Giganto-Blanket!
a twitter moment
I have a controversial thought, which if I put it on twitter may cause uproar, so I apologise in advance if you’re offended or what not… — Katy Moon (@Oog) October 9, 2012 My thought is regarding celebrities that commit…
another week, another train journey… And weddings in general.
Aaaah, another weekend brings with it another episode of “Katy on a Train”. It’s an exciting series which details the goings on aboard a FGW train to the West Country. Except nothing actually happens, and so I rant on about…
what happens when trains are late and i haven’t eaten in hours.
I had a breakdown at Enfield Lock which involved me shouting abuse at a bus stop, a level crossing and somebody’s god as an old person stared at me, confused. I don’t like it when trains are late or worse,…
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