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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May 30, 2005



I would first like to congratulate you on your correct use of the word "comprise," which many a better-behaved man might have stumbled over. Indeed, it is only through abandoning all dignity that a man can truly master English grammar.

Now, with that said, I want to advise you that what you should have done is to buy yourself a bargain day-return from Manchester to Prague and headed straight for the Tie Rack at Myslbek Shopping Centre, NA Prikope 19 where there is an unassuming woman with an air of romantic sadness who is a world class authority on what tie to wear with what outfit on any occasion.

During our recent month in Prague, which was dedicated solely to achieving sartorial elegance, we were faced with a similar days-long dilemma that left us close to tears on more than one occasion. And it was worse because we were going for the almost-the-same-coloured tie-as-the-shirt technique, which only the true artist can master since it is a matter not only of hue but of saturation, texture, and the type of understated elegance that is acquired only through ancient bloodlines linking one to the old families of Europe.

This woman took one look at John (the purchaser of the tie) and his Marks and Spencer beetroot-coloured shirt, and picked from a rack of thousands of ties the most perfect and subtle yet dashing companion. How she and her venerable ancestors survived the revolution, we cannot imagine.


nice, comfy place you got here :)..

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