Overheard at Jen's family bash the other week, and entirely forgotten about until now (beer might have been involved):
“What did you think of those Shades of Grey books I loaned you, Nanna?”
“Very good!”
Stensodyne
Stense just declared herself ‘utterly delighted’ (I paraphrase) with her latest, bespoke Carter Postale™:
Sublety and subterfuge
Have you seen there's a new book out claiming that Bruce Springsteen brought down the Berlin Wall?
I like Bruce, but that's taking things a bit far. It took more than Cadillac Ranch to bring an end to communism. Yes, it will have helped, but winning the Cold War required more subtlety and subterfuge than that. Some of us were working unnoticed, behind the scenes, prodding here, pulling the right string there.
I can't go into details, obviously, but I can reveal that I did once sign a petition. Gorbachev was big on petitions. The biro is mightier than the Fender, remember that.
And, while we're at it, who do you think it was who leaked that Murdoch tape this week? I couldn't possibly comment, but work it out. It's not exactly Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy).
WHAT ABOUT GEORGE AND RINGO?!!!
If I thought receiving a sainthood was any indication of merit (as opposed to, in most cases, plain insanity), I could be very miffed.
Fresh from the pineapple groves of North Cumbria
Things I never thought I'd need to point out to an adult in a baker's shop
Do you realise you're on a scooter?
Sporting injuries
BBC: Tsonga and Azarenka among seven to pull out of Wimbledon
Seven players have been forced to pull out of Wimbledon on Wednesday in the most injury-hit second round in the competition's history...Organisers rejected Azarenka's claims that the courts were of poor quality, describing them as "excellent". But Maria Sharapova, who lost to Michelle Larcher De Brito on court two, referred to the surface as "dangerous".
Watching Wimbledon? Me neither.
Here's a suggestion how to make tennis more interesting—by which, I mean, here's a suggestion how to make tennis even vaguely interesting: any player who has to retire injured after a fall should be shot like a racehorse. That would make them think twice before saying they'd twisted their poor, little ankle. More to the point, it would make them think several hundred times before going on to the stupid court in the first place.
Then we wouldn't have to put up with even shittier telly than normal for most on June.
(I am so not a tennis person.)
Bunting
Tony sleeps with the fishes
By way of tribute, the best opening title sequence ever (from, quite possibly, the best TV drama series ever):
Carter postales™
Continuing yesterday's theme of saving money when sending personal correspondence, how's this for a fantastic idea?
Save money on ridiculously expensive post cards by making your own out of any unused pieces of card you might happen to have lying about the house:
I'm delighted to report that I saved so much money on post cards over the last couple of months that, last week, I decided to invest in a small office guillotine to streamline the card-creation process. Needless to say, I didn't let the cardboard box the guillotine came in go to waste:
I've decided to start referring to such home-made post cards as Carter postales™. Immortality at last!