bitful

I was considering going to see The Passion of the Christ.

Unfortunately, I already know how it ends.

Damn my Catholic upbringing.

Oh, this is so unexpected, I've got nothing prepared…

* turns around, dabs tears with cuff, faces the audience again *

I am truly honoured. And chuffed. Thank you. It feels great to have some recognition at last.

I'd like to thank the members of the jury for their kind words - I'm glad you also think it's [...]

Troubled Diva - the blog that taught me how to skim-read - has been back for a while and I've only just found out.

Weeks of TD archives waiting to be enjoyed. The What Decade is Tops for Pops? (2004 edition) project. My mug overfloweth.

Folks, we're going in.

Woman sitting next to me on the tube. Scary two-inch long fingernails with red and black thin lines varnished on a gold background - in a sodding Burberry pattern!

I know a few places where she won't be allowed in - Dr B.'s flat being one of them (he finds the pattern - and the people [...]

I have been using computers for something like twenty years now. I regularly use most shortcuts I know and this, combined with a touch typing intensive course and ten years of piano lessons in the past, makes me fast. Very fast.

You may very well imagine my astonishment when - purely by mistake, as I was [...]

Awfully excited yesterday morning, as I managed to pour myself into my old (as in "never wore them myself, but somebody else who donated them to Help the Aged did") size 33 waist Polo RL chinos and tuck my shirt in. An exhilarating feeling that made me hit the gym with twice as much energy [...]

My commiseration to the unfortunate soul who translated Frédéric Beigbeder's novel 99 Francs from French into Italian (Lire 26.900). The narration is jam-packed full of media language, advertising claims, slogans and French contemporary cool talk.

I can imagine the translator spending two weeks in order to translate telmor and finally deciding to leave it in [...]

The sweatiest person in the gym always wears the skimpiest outfit and inevitably seems to have forgotten to bring a towel.

"If Pac-Man had affected us as kids we'd be running around in dark rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music."

Marcus Brigstocke (or so he claims)

I'd made a point never to publish any posts from work. Working for Her Majesty's Government, I do not feel I should make such a trivial use of taxpayers' money.

But hey, I'm pissed. Been here six weeks and my decision to join my colleagues for Friday drinks at the pub only every other week was [...]

The trip to Italy last month was good, but as memories are already failing me, I've obtained permission to share with you the following email that Dr B. sent a friend describing it:

Dear D.,
The weekend just past saw us go on a long weekend to Italy to meet his mother and middle brother of 3, [...]

I seem to have developed a speech problem a few weeks into my new job. As it requires me to sit in a corner in front of a computer, proof reading and uploading material onto a website, I frequently spend whole stretches of several hours without speaking to anyone. Absolute bliss, if you ask me.

I [...]

Davelondon is once again live from the capital - and giving his two up-two down on the web a good spring clean.

Happy happy joy joy.

I recently acquired my thirtieth Barbie doll. One pound ninety-nine pence from Cancer Research UK. She has seen better days, and I like to think she has been loved a lot.

She is black, and I put her in one of my Barbie shoe boxes with her two gorgeous sisters I already owned, then showed them [...]