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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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February 01, 2007

Comments

Tim

Yay for Abby! We've never met, but we did once write a thesis together. Or something. Congratulations.

Clare

Yay, congrats to Abby!
I must hunt out her email addy and say so in person.

Zinnia Cyclamen

Great news! Please pass on my congrats to Abby too.

beth

Me too, with the congratulations!

(I never had a spacehopper, they were a bit racy for me)

Ben

Spacehoppers - perhaps the finest mode of childhood transportation. Certainly preferable to scooters and miniature motorbikes.

They should start manufacturing larger spacehoppers for adults and create special spacehopper lanes - that way the journey to work would be fun and get you fit at the same time.

Congratulations to Abby!

looby

Quiet right Beth. Some people I know who had spacehoppers as children take drugs now.

All the best to Abby of course (althuogh it does seems slightly bizarre seeing all these messages go through you :) )

jonathan

Thank you for your kind wishes everyone! I think Abby may be a trifle busy to come to the comment box right now but I know she will be thrilled to know the Crinklybee Nation is united in celebration of our joyous family news (I'll remember to tell her next time we speak).

Hell, in just a few years maybe young Oscar himself (I think the name is official enough for broadcast now) will be popping up here with those trademark pithy Transatlantic five-liners we have all come to know and love. I'm looking forward to them already.

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