The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

May 13th, 2008

Boys’ Toys

I never used to like AC/DC. It’s Johnny-come-lately Zeppelin lite for people who don’t appreciate the subtlety and invention of Page & Plant’s fusion of blues, folk and rock, or their attempt to give voice to Tolkien’s ersatz but earnest English mythology, I told myself. It goes without saying that I can be rather full […]

May 4th, 2008

Therapy

I’m alive! Or rather, life is gradually converging on normality sans about 15% or so of my previous physical capacity. After spending the five days in hospital I lay around the flat for the following week, exercising the Playstation and the usually-dormant dishwasher; my arm was still non-watertight and I felt guilty at the mountain […]