Yesterday, about 3, after posting my Thursday Thirteen, it began to really rain. And the heavens made with the thunder, and the lightening, and the darkening of the skies. And I thought to myself “not going to football then”. But then it stopped. And I shrugged, and come half five I was out on the (Read More)
Thirteen Things about Me I shall go to football this evening. Unless it rains. I’m already hacking my lungs up, so running about in the rain would be silly. I should go buy some cough medicine, but laziness intervened. And I’ve run out of my throat lozenge thingies. Well, not run out, but forgotten, or (Read More)
I seem to have de-slumped from the whole taking forever to read a book. Course I still haven’t finished The Story of English, but non-fiction books always take me longer than fiction, so I don’t care. Course I still have the whole problem with the indecisiveness; I take a look at the collection waiting to (Read More)
ISBN: 0575072318 See also:Agony column ; Joyce discusses his book ; If I could tell you this in a single sitting then you might believe all of it, even the strangest part. I’m quite a fan of Graham Joyce and his writing. He really knows how to suck you into the worlds he creates. His (Read More)
The final episode. I’m going to miss Lamb and Chicken, and even scheming Caesar/Octavian, not to mention bitch-Atia and all the others. And Beeb watchers, let me tell you, Heroeswhile entertaining, is not even half as good as Rome.