Category Archives: Burble

Memory

It’s fascinating, going back through old blog entries, what utter bollocks I was saying only a year or two ago. Which obviously implies, by the principle of universality, that what I am saying now will become utter bollocks as well. … Continue reading

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Prima Donna

Had our office Christmas party last night – black tie bash in a London hotel. Frankie Boyle was supposed to be the compere/comic turn, but what a train wreck. He came on, moaned a bit about people blowing kazoos and … Continue reading

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Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Watching a programme on Pink Floyd the other night that I had recorded ages ago and was reminded of this track (I hesitate to call it a song :). I actually quite like it but nothing could match up to … Continue reading

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