Some blogs I know

  • Freckles and Doubt
    Considering her mastery of narrative structure etc. (insert narrative structure here.....)
  • Trailer Park Refugee | just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight….
    Just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight...
  • Exile on Pain Street | Straddling the Hudson River. One foot in NYC, the other in suburban New Jersey.
    One man's story, etc.....
  • Fat Man on a Keyboard
    'At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy...'
  • New York Bike Blog
  • Belgian Waffle
    Prolific? Bien sur. Waffle? Not a bit of it. The best thing to come out of Belgium since Leffe Blonde, and that is saying something.
  • Non-working monkey
    'Why taking work seriously turns you into a cock', among other lifesavingly important career advice.
  • Razorblade of life
    'Not so much cutting-edge as half-cut and still sliding'...
  • blue cat
    This blue cat fellow (he writes for the telly you know) issues forth an apparently effortless stream of grade-A funniness that has me overcome in turns by helpless laughter and shameful, powerful envy. There I've said it.
  • Joella
    Joella in Oxfordshire. Working for The Man while training to be a plumber (I think!). Loves gherkins, hates aubergines... and Fascists.
  • Bushra
    Bushra's blog/ homepage/ call it what you want
  • Dubsteps (formerly Hobo Tread)
    Thoughts of Skif, a Havant and Waterlooville fan exiled in Liverpool- possibly the most engaging non-league football writing to be found on the web- and with a little bit of politics, and plenty more beside!
  • Tired Dad
    The Man Who Very Nearly Fell Asleep
  • troubled diva.
    Mike, the self-styled 'Fairy Godmother of British Blogging'. He got us all published in a book, you know...
  • Private Secret Diary
    Dispatches from deepest Norfolk. Not that private and not that secret. Just consistently hilarious.
  • The man who fell asleep; Sadness and ecstasy in unequal measures
    The book inspired by this veteran site (A Year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleep) features the 'sarcastic polar bears of north London' among other oddities that the author manages somehow to render absolutely plausible.
  • Pete Ashton's Internet Presence
    Birmingham's finest. Writing with enviable clarity on every subject under the sun since 2000 (a very long time indeed!). Now with added nice pictures of canals and stuff...
  • Looby
    'An awkward, clumsy fellow; a lubber; a novice'....a venerated (if refreshingly irreverent) blogging institution. Lancaster's very finest!
  • RichardHerring.com
    The comedian Richard Herring's kind of online diary thing. Always worth a visit.

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December 21, 2004



Having fallen prey to its numerous charms during my time in Nottingham, I can attest to Fopp's greatness. Which Wedding Present album was it? You could at least divulge that! I was bought the remixed and repackaged Seamonsters recently - great stuff.

As for the Booncy Hammer Man - I'll no doubt be encountering him on Northumberland St when I venture into toon on Thursday. Let's just hope there's one of those injury claims people waiting with their clipboard when he gives me concussion...


Could have been worse. Could have been Dire Straits on the bagpipes.


I can't imagine anything worse, JonnyB. Possibly being hit on the head a real seven-foot hammer wielded by Mark Knopfler himself, but it is a close run thing.

Ben, it was the 1989 2nd album, Bizarro. And very fine it is too- I have it on vinyl but it has become hopelessly scratched by multiple drunken efforts to find the quiet bit at the start of 'Bewitched'.

I've also got the first album, George Best (featuring the classic moody cover shot of the genius footballer in action) and a couple by David Gedge's solo project Cinerama- but seem to have missed out on Seamonsters. Hmmm... I think I can feel another visit to Fopp coming on with my first wage packet of the New Year..


Ah, the booncy hammer. What I'd like to know is whether the mucky giant inflatable Santa Claus on the roof of Manchester Town Hall has been hauled out for another year or whether they now have tasteful european plaza-style decorations instead. Personally, I would opt for Santa, of course.

Your story has conjured my own shopping terror, which involves making well-intentioned journeys on the 7-train to the center of Manhattan once a week for the fast few weeks and coming away with no presents at all. None.

I think it started when I went to Office Depot to buy a folder in late November (a pretty unchistmassy activity) and they had moved beyond the ordinarily awful christmas cd to a shrill manufactured sort of music that just went "Christmas! Christmas! Christmas!"

Alarmed and frightened, I have since confined myself to the Fopp-like shops in back streets such as Lafayette and the nether regions of Chinatown, wandering in a fevered daze, my head reeling with things I have read in dangerous pamphlets. Only one present has made it past my anti-bourgeois defences - a small picture of some post-industrial rooftops that I bought from a suitably struggling artist on Prince St.

And now, of course, I am starting to feel bad. I might go out this afternoon and buy a whole truckload of booncy hammers and see if I can make the last post.

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