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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September 21, 2010



Boy On A Train has a familiar ring about it but I can't think what.


I've had that one in Manchester quite a lot - to faredodge, or not to faredodge, that is the question. Money saved versus likelihood of being in an overlit room with big men in hi-vis ratio.


I hope the bus tram combo wins and that dangerous scooter thingy stays in the garage -- you are free at last!

Tired Dad

Move back to Newcastle. Fare-dodging on the Metro is almost a recognized sport.


Tim, I think Boy on a Train may be the name of a popular music-hall song of the inter-war years, or maybe a little-regarded French New Wave movie. Something like that. It'll come to me in a flash.

Looby I am dissappointed to hear that an ex-rail man such as yourself would show such wanton disrespect for both the letter and spirit of the National Conditions of Carriage. To the Guards Van with you.

Abby- well, the scooter is back in action (although it took a while- I kept going to collect it from the garage on days when it was shut, perhaps because I was enjoying the trams so much I didn't really want to give them up). I may have to institute a regular public transport day, just so I can get wander the streets of the Westside alarming mid-morning shoppers with warbled snatches of old Darling Buds singles.

Tired Dad- congratulations! Your comment is... the 1000th one made on Crinklybee since we started in 2004 (and we're only including real comments here, the Typepad counter doesn't count the spam ones once I've deleted them). A historic moment I'm sure we all agree, and in recognition I am going to the fridge for one of the expensive Belgian lagers. Here's to the next 1000, folks...

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