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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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November 03, 2006

Comments

abby

What a fantastically bohemian account, worthy of the man Orwell himself. I think that the fact that you are allowed the odd cappuccino to temper the experience and elevate your thoughts above the crude and barbarous level of real poor people, is highly commendable. And the idea of starving in an art gallery is even more sublime!

oe

And what fine taste in Blogrolling you have...

jonathan

Oh I've been following you avidly for a while OE (well since Mike at Troubled Diva brought you much-deserved wider attention)... just took me until now to formalise the arrangement, as it were...

Ben

I take it you didn't put money on Sheff Utd coming away from St James' with an "unlikely" win, then?

Nexus John

You were right in avoiding this flange salesman. He was lying. There is no A556 out of Bridlington. Just the A165 to Filey and the A614 to Driffield.
The A556 leaves the M56 near Altrincham passing an old fashioned truck stop I used to use at Lostock Gralam when I was on the road for the Berry Group.

Jonathan

I should have known better than to attempt artistic licence in 'A' road nomenclature with you about, 'Nexus John' (and I bet you named those roads out of Bridlington without even bothering to consult the big atlas). Please accept my apologies on behalf of the Crinklybee Organisation.

By way of recompense, we have arranged for a reference to your singular driving habits to be gratuitously inserted into the first paragraph of our most recent post. Your statutory rights are not affected.

MQ

Ah, yes, I see the Hilton hotel reference now. (cf my comment on subsequent post) - my problem here was (apart from reading this post too fleetingly) that I wasn't aware that the skyscaper = the Hilton. Easy mistake, see?

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