Very frustrated.
Finally got round to replacing the ceiling light in the living room. Wired it up, turned the mains on again and, let there be light. Sure enough there was plenty of light, however, when I flicked the light switch to turn them off, they refused to comply and stayed on.
Checked...
My favourite comedy moment EVER! was seeing Bill Hicks in Brighton, either right at the end of the 80s, or very early in the 90s. I think it was his first ever UK show (if not, it was certainly his first gig in a small run of UK shows) and he performed all of his material to see what went down...
I just remember that, whilst I quite liked both of the albums, neither worked at all well in the Saturday afternoon sunshine where they just sounded dirgey and dated. But every time one of them ended, the other one started up, on and on and on and on...
I remember hearing about that, but I think we had gone by train so were unaffected. I do remember the whole day just being a bit turd though, from the lack of screens to see what was actually happening on stage, to the queues for a beer, to baking hot sunshine and a complete absence of shade, to...
*pedant alert*
Magnapop were first up, actually. Michael Stipe was a big fan and later produced one of their albums.
Also, Sleeper played on the Sunday along with The Cranberries and Radiohead.
*alert ends*
Speaking as someone who's had a liquid lunch and is not up to his usual level of debating prowess: they're all a bunch of bumholes aren't they?
I truly do despair. The same ridiculously narrow strip ploughed again and again and again and not a single new idea between them all.
Madness had a couple of great early singles and a couple of decent later ones, but a whole stash of pap in between. Baggy Trousers still makes me want to cut off my ears.
Tricky. The Clash and The Jam both released their best stuff in the 70s, and whilst I kinda like The Smiths, I find them to be somewhat over-rated. Hmmm...
For the love of all things holy, we can’t go on like this. There needs to be some rules for the workplace toilets. Over the years I have become thoroughly disillusioned with my fellow workers and what they deem to be acceptable toilet etiquette.
Is it acceptable to talk to a colleague whilst...
One morning last month was worse than usual. I managed to get a seat on the train, which in itself deserves a high-five, but as we trundled out of the following station, head buried in book, I heard a woman’s voice ask me if I would mind giving up my seat for her. Without looking, I immediately...
Unfortunately it's not that simple as I / we have to take into account the dropping off and picking up of littl'un from the childminder.
Up until May I used to have a splendid 20 minute walk to work along quiet residential roads and through a lovely park, then they decided to relocate us. Grrrr!
I hate my commute in to work even though it’s only about 8 miles door-to-door, and when I finally get to my desk I hate about 90% of mankind too.
The timeline of my main peeves, irritations and hate-figures is as follows:
Car to station
• Prats who force their way up the narrow road expecting...
I agree wholeheartedly with the comparison, especially the drum machine bit. Mind you, it was 1986.
I have regularly dreamed about finding a massive batch of vinyl rarities at a bootsale or something... found a few bits over the years, but nothing to retire on, sadly.
Not many things can beat taking your littl'un to nursery to be fair - I last did it 16 years ago and will be doing it again in 2.
This was one of the songs on the b-side. Also very pleasant.