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Happy Birthday to Who

November 24th, 2003

40 years old and doesn’t look a day over a 1000.

The current animated adventure, “Scream of the Shalka”:http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/doctorwho/shalka/ looks very promising indeed.

UK Gold had 24 hours of Doctor Who at the weekend, well they don’t have much else to show. I haven’t seen much of it, but have most of it recorded to watch later on. The BBC had a piss poor bit on Children in Need. Nevermind, I’m sure they are too busy writing the new series.

UPDATE: Yes, this was supposed to appear yesterday and the reason why it didn’t is just one of those little mysteries in life. I expect it got sucked into a time fracture, and MT needed to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow to get it out.

Paul Doctor Who

England win World Cup

November 22nd, 2003

BBC SPORT | Rugby Union | Rugby World Cup | England win World Cup

“Dame Edna Everage, Kylie, Jason, Steve Irwin, Harry Kewell, you boys took a hell of a beating!”

How tense and exciting was that?

Wilkinson won it with a last minute drop goal, after probably the first time in the match that England got a line-out right.

“Pictures”:http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/rugby_union/rugby_world_cup/photo_galleries/3228136.stm

Paul Culture

Bruce

November 21st, 2003
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[via "Gert":http://www.madmusingsof.me.uk/archives/007053.php and just for "gilmae":http://avocadia.net/] Aussie rugby jokes

Paul Culture

British Gas and the Mysterious missing water

November 21st, 2003
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I forgot to post this at the end of last week, but it can now be confirmed that British Gas are indeed “useless”:http://www.dellah.com/orient/2003/11/13/plumbing. Quite frankly, how some of their employees are allowed near gas is the real mystery. If you smell gas, don’t turn on the lights or anything that might cause a spark. This must include their engineer’s brains. The lack of water was caused by the repair man putting our old child car seat on top of the water tank, causing the in valve to be blocked. Thank god it didn’t cause the ball cock to be pushed down, or we’ll have had a flood. Mind you, they might have spotted that.

Paul Personal

More of a reformation than a redesign

November 20th, 2003
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I’ve been looking with interest at the comments generated by Jason kottke’s redesign.

What he has done is folded a number of distinct features into one on his index page. It works but the remained links (or list o links or b-links or whatever) do not look quite right when they sit at the top. Which is probably to be expected because the whole point of b-links was to separate out short, uncommented on links from the *content*.

Still the rest of it, where it mixes movie reviews and the like into his main content works really well with distinct styles for each different type; separate blogs in fact.

It is something I tried a while ago, but failed miserably to sort out (I had three blogs at one point; the others died). However, it comes a the price of considerable hacking of MT and that has generated some good discussion from the likes of “Anil Dash”:http://www.dashes.com/anil/ and “Mena Trott”:http://www.sixapart.com/ on the nature of weblogging and its future.

Makes me more determined to write my own weblogging system that will do exactly as I tell it without templates and dogdy Perl hackery. If I start tomorrow, you think I’ll have it finished by tthe time England win the Rugby World Cup?

(In the comments, I found a link to a “rather nice looking site too”:http://www.subtraction.com/ )

Paul Blogging

Old Man Parking

November 20th, 2003

I was walking home from a delayed dentist appointment (it was an NHS dental appointment, of course it was delayed) with the Lady Romana, the first Time Lady dentist. She’d obviously regenerated into a short Asian woman, but I could tell.

There was a car in the middle of the road, stopped outside the Doctors (no relation, a surgery not a Time Lord). An old man got out and looked at his car. The car looked as old as the man, and the man had trouble walking. As cars struggled to get past this stricken vehicle, the old man walked round to the back of the car.

I drew level just as he reached the back of the car.

“Want some help pushing it over to the curb?” I asked.

“Fuck off,” he replied.

As I stood there, speechless from the verbal backhander, the old man walked across the back of his car to the curb, over the pavement and into the surgery.

Paul Personal