The Roquefort Files

okay, so this has been an even slower news week. Josh came up to visit over the weekend, notionally for a Vegas that unfortunately went the way of an apathetic dodo. Instead we began by pre-lubricating ourselves (in a social sense) with mucho beer and then patronised Annabel’s birthday bash at the Human Be-In. It [...]

On Sunday morning, impelled by some vague desire to both recapture lost youth and grow up a bit into the bargain, I made an executive decision to make some French toast. I bought some bacon, eggs, a none-less-healthy Mother’s Pride plain loaf and an Observer. The basic idea of a civilised, cooked breakfast avec lefty [...]

Dave, Gill, Ash and I met up at the Car Wash (yes, I have lived here for that long) on Saturday and got utterly plastered. The next morning I felt very bad indeed. The end. On Saturday night, afraid to go near a pub for fear of an allergic reaction, Ash and I patronised the [...]

further to the preparations for next month’s globetrotting, fund-eating trips I’ve been pratting around with posting to my Flickr account via email, and so I now present to you the first fruit of this astonishingly nerdy pursuit: the finished form of my over-described bike. The last big piece to fall into place were the forks [...]

these days, with the exception of interminable amounts of preparation for the upcoming RF World Tour: Colonial EditionTM. I’m now insured to the eyeballs for snowboarding, scuba diving and general holiday hijinks anywhere “worldwide including North America” which is funny because I thought “worldwide” meant just that. I’ve also signed up for a new mobile [...]