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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June 15, 2008



A brilliant summary of the difficulties of existence and how to avoid them, wor Jonathan. I'd bet Camus and his ilk would be nodding sagely, if they were still around to read this, and weren't too busy swapping UEFA stickers to deal with such mundane matters.


48p! Talk about inflation, I remember when they were 10p a packet.

Of course, as a new dad, I shall be sure to employ your tactic in a few years time when such problems need confronting in the 1000 shades household.

Mike F

Brought back some lovely memories did this...Mum always seemed to pick up a packet or two for me whenever she'd been in the newsagents. I'm off to see her at the weekend and must thank her again. You'll not look back now Frankie


Good to hear from you Mike F... I wonder if you remember the classic Espana 82 collection... they ran out of stickers in Fenham so my dad would send me out on the bike to far-flung parts of the West End in search of an elusive Phil Neal, or in response to rumours of a grade A batch of Bulgarians just arrived in Benwell... as you may gather I rather suspect my dad was slightly more into collecting those stickers than I was (although at 7p a packet I wasn't complaining...). Strange how history repeats itself....

Joliet Jake

so why is the boy wearing nappies at four years old? I suppose I've missed something way back


Welcome Joliet Jake. No you haven't missed anything, it was just something he started insisting on doing for a few days (just at home I should add!) then stopped just as suddenly... I think it's just a four-year-old thing, a couple of weeks earlier he had decided he was a pirate, and wouldn't leave the house unless fully attired in the appropriate costume, complete with hook and eye-patch. We would walk down the street together to the accompaniment of passers-by shouting out 'hey where's your parrot?'


hmm to think i have all this to look forward to!

Mike F

I do remember Espana 82, but Europa '80 was my favourite album, despite the absence of Rep and the rest of the Dutch...seem to remember the tournament was a disappointment, despite Ray Clemence (resplendent in yellow) recovering from the effects of tear gas v Belgium to save a retaken penalty v the Spanish

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