Five Friday Power Naps
Thank god all-fucking-mighty that it’s fucking Friday. I am exhausted. I’ve been up until the wee hours (5am on Tuesday, 6am on Wednesday, etc etc…) working on the videos for Sunday’s mammoth Broken Records at the Bedlam Theatre post and have had just about enough. I don’t get too sleepy during the day though, and I can still get through it all just fine, but I am getting a little pie-eyed. Not sleepy, per se, but the world is becoming a little surreal.
Mrs. Toad and I are a week away from going on holiday for two weeks. We are going far, far from an internet connection and will be pretty much completely incommunicado for the whole fortnight. This is a good thing. I am not burned out on all this Toad business, but I am getting a little frazzled. There’s just always so much to do and it gets really hard to keep track of it and to make sure that everything is getting done properly.
This weekend sees the Meadows Festival tomorrow, followed by the Gaza benefit thingy in the evening. I really don’t know if I am going to make the Black Tape night tonight, but I hope so. So much still to do in the house.
So, Mrs. Toad has just returned from a week away in the States, so I am going to pop out and have my lunch with her, before coming back and marvelling at the wondrous fountain of meaningless gibberish which the Friday Fives seems to infallibly generate. I love this post – total chaos!
So, de-lurk; this is the lurkers’ amnesty post, remember. It doesn’t matter if you’ve never said anything before, no knowledge of in-jokes or obscure indie bands required here, just the time to say hello and make a couple of flippant remarks. Fives first though please – no pish-talking until I’ve got your fives down. Then go crazy.
1. Most annoying vehicle on the road.
2. Top Summer song.
3. Best kind of sleep.
4. Favourite grandiose title (like Grand Vizier, Viscount and stuff like that).
5. Name of your stuffed toy.
This is the first track the Cave Singers have released from their forthcoming album. Sounds bloody brilliant.
The Cave Singers – Beach House
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The Kick Inside – It’s Always the Quiet Ones (B-side to their new single Oh, Vanity!)
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These two are from a Springsteen covers CD Uncut released a few years ago.
Heather Nova – I’m On Fire
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1. Oh so many to choose from. Little shitty hairdressers’ sports cars might be the ones I hate the most, despite a healthy innings by the Chelsea Tractors* of the world.
2. Lamchop – Your Fucking Sunny Day (Sorry Dylan – I was first!)
3. Tonight’s. Whatever the fuck it might be. Otherwise, the morning sleep after you’ve woken up and realised that you really don’t need to bother getting up all day if you don’t want. It is the ‘Haagen-Dasz and a shite movie on Tuesday night’ of the sleeping world.
4. Grand Vizier. I don’t know what it is, but I want to be one. The Masons must have some hilarious ones, seeing as how they’re mad as fish and all. And Scientology – ripe with lunacy!
5. Brown Bear. The reason, if you’ll bear with my while I explain, is because he is bear, you see. Also, as well as being a bear, he happens to be brown. Does it make sense now? Imaginative little fucker, wasn’t I!
* That’s SUVs, for our American cousins.
1. Any vehicle which lacks the ability to turn the lights off, Volvos in particular.
2. I don’t really have a top summer song, my listening habits do vary a bit though as the days lengthen and the sun makes more frequent appearances. Erm, I dunno, something trashy probably.
3. Post-coital
4. Marchioness
5. Kurt
Kurt wasn’t the name of my stuffed toy when I was little, I’m not sure it really had a name (perhaps for similar reasons to Matthew it was just ‘Grey Aardvark’). However, I think if I were to name one right this moment I’d call it Kurt.
1. Cyclists/taxis/old people
2. Dodgy – staying out for the summer
3. dozy sleep, you know the one’s where you dream happy things
4. the Janny
5. Big Ted
1. yours
2. Radiation Vibe by Fountains of Wayne
3. slipping between clean sheets after just bathing and slowly falling asleep
4. Cunt, i’m assuming it’s an garndiose title, cos everybody prefaces my name with it, and i’m very fucking grand!
5. vincent (i might have made this up….cos i was too poor to have stuffed toy you posh wankers)
1. The new Mini how can somthing that big be called a mini?
2.well ive been playing Beginning to see the light, by the velvet underground loads this summer can i use that?
3. lucid dreaming
4. Viceroy (dunno why?) and Matthew ive been inside the local Masons place of worship and it IS full of Weird Stuff!! scary if you think about it too much
4.susan
1. Those vans and trucks that talk while they’re reversing. The beeping noise was one thing when that started, but the ones that go “Warning, this vehicle is reversing” are just stupid. I think you should be able to select different recorded messages for them. “Oi! Get the fuck out the way, retard!”
2. Gotta be The Beach Boys. Probably I Get Around.
3. An afternoon nap in the shade on a sunny day, with a cool breeze whispering by.
4. Baronet is quite funny because it just sounds a bit rubbish. “Do you know who I am? I’m the Baronet Stonhouse of Radley!” “Oh are you? Well that’s not very good, is it?”
And apparently its official abbreviation is “Bart”!
5. Timmy. He was an orange teddy bear.
1. The slow one in front
2. The Saw Doctors – Clare Island (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8T6aI_GKCtI)
3. final 10 minute snooze
4.Supreme Commander
5. Seal
1. since tom beat me to saying the toad mobile i’ll say tractors.
2. crystal lake by grandaddy
3. afternoon naps
4. i don’t know about favourite but people who are knighted and insist on being called sir piss me off, as do doctors who can’t simply be mr or mrs.
5. growler – he was my teddy bear and growled. he is now my sons and sort of bleats like an ill sheep cause he’s almost 30 years old.
1. I’m torn between bloody cyclists when they don’t ride in single file but in straggly groups of five or six so you have to slow to a crawl before you can pass them, and loser guys revving their engines as they pass you while you’re walking down the street. The louder the engine, the smaller the….well, you know how it goes.
2. It’s winter here, so anything that doesn’t smack of gloomy grey skies and rain.
3. First day of holidays sleep.
4. Chancellor of the Exchequer. I mean that’s not even a thing.
5. Peggy – she’s a doll with a soft body but a plastic head and she used to have proper doll hair but she got put through the washing machine so many times it’s just dreads now, and all the paint from her blue eyes is all scratched off so I guess a better name would be Chucky.
1. Cyclists. Especially in Oxford. They think they own the place. AND THEY DON’T FUCKING OWN THE PLACE.
2. There’s loads. But ptobably Island in the Sun by Weezer.
3. There is no bad sleep in my mind. I like it when you wake up an hour before your alarm goes off, and then have the pleasure of knowing you can doze on for a while before having to get up.
4. The Right Honourable. It just sounds a bit funny. Especially when said in a geordie accent.
5. I had a stuffed toy of basil brush. I called it basil brush.
Chutney calling us posh wankers for having toys has made my day.
they are allowed on the road as much as you Agnes darling!!!
ditto Bart!!!! you bald faced freak
Agreed. Utterly ridiculous.
Apparently the roof panel on the new “Mini” Clubman is longer than the roof on the Rolls Royce Phantom Sedan!
The rule here in Oz is single file! Especially applies here out in the sticks where the council is too cheap to lay bitumen on the whole road and will only put a tiny strip down the middle. Makes it pretty hard when the whole bloody lot of em spread across the road and are so busy comparing lycra that they won’t move for the dirty great motor lurching about behind them. Inconsiderate twats.
But I’m not bitter.
Since he’s been knighted, the actor Ben Kingsley seems to have started insisting he’s listed as Sir Ben Kingsley on the credits of all the movies he’s in, which makes him look a bit daft in comparison to all the other grand knights and dames of the screen and stage who never bothered with it!
Dylan, yep i think that is a bumper sticker quote
not that i can drive but i get chauffeured in a classic Mini.
1. It’s got to be them extra long hummers with a gaggle of screaming teenagers pouring out of it. Soooo damn common
2. At the moment it has to be that song called ‘True romance’ but I can’t remember who it’s by (I’m not sure I want to know!)
3. The sleep you have back at home after you’ve spent a week camping in the highlands battling them bastard midges
4. Archdeacon always sounded a bit spooky to me
5. Archie and puppy plus all there friends !!
but he self mocks in the sopranos when christopher keeps calling him sir kingsley and he keeps correcting him to say “it’s sir ben actually”…..i thought that was a joke, but obviously he wrote it into the script himself.
1) I was going to say Hummer but, the correct answer is shiney trucks that have never been off-road or done any work. If you drive these you are a twat. Of that, there can be no doubt!
2) Corona – Calexico. This has been rattling around my MP3 player for five years and i never tire of it.
3) Hammock naps. Huzzah. So refreshing.
4) Grand Mufti. Combining pomp, childish snickering and occasional bigotry, it has to be a winner.
5) Pooh Bear
1. All of them. Except cyclists.
2. Marvin Gaye’s version of Groovin’ on ‘That’s The Way Love Is’
3. The sleep I have on the train where a twenty minute journey somehow seems to take hours.
4. Demiurge. It sounds like a pathetic attempt at a defense against some form of very dodgy behaviour ‘He was acting under the influence of a demiurge, m’lud’ but in fact means the creator of everything which you would think would have a better name.
5. Teddy. My daughter has him now although his head keeps falling off which is a bit of a worry for her when she wakes up with a headless bear in the morning.
1. Most annoying vehicle on the road.
2. Top Summer song.
3. Best kind of sleep.
4. Favourite grandiose title (like Grand Vizier, Viscount and stuff like that).
5. Name of your stuffed toy.
1. Have you guys seen anyone going down the street on a segway? (Uncertain spelling, but fucked if I’m gonna google it). I’m not a violent person, but it’s very difficult to stifle the desire to MURDER someone when they’re on one of those pieces of shit.
2. I love Lemon Jelly in the summer.
3. You know when you are soooo tired and as you drift off, you keep getting the sensation that you’re falling and you wake up with a jolt? That sucks, but once you’re asleep it’s always such a nice deep sleep. Yeah.
4. Chieftain
5. I had a stuffed orangutan that I named after Tarzan’s orangutan on a TV show: Cheetah.
PS I’m really sorry if anyone owns a segway.
1. The middle aged man who nearly ran me off my bike last week, then failed completely to hear both myself and the car that almost squished both of us yelling at him because his ipod was on so loud. After this incident he then skipped the red light at a pedestrian crossing by taking his right leg over to the left side so he wasn’t actually “cycling,” and almost got a few pedestrians there too. Why natural selection hasn’t done it’s job there I have no idea.
2. Blossoms Falling by Ooberman
3. Sunday night after a huuuge long run
4. When Surgeons get so high up the surgery ladder that they dtop being Dr. and revert to Mr. Not sure what the female equivalent is though…
5. Baby bear and a Superted called Helen.
Dan
I’m would be sorry if anyone owed a segway too.
If #1 didn’t have to be a vehicle I’d go for horses on the road. Fucking horses. Fuck sake. Grrrr.
how can your superted be called Helen? surely he was called superted?
Grand Mufti.
I particularly like the ‘Grand Mufti’ title. I may be a grown man but I do like a childish giggle at such nonsense
Euan, maybe I could have answered that when I was 4, but it certainly makes no sense to me either these days.
Dylan – that would be amazing.
I finally retrieved the Broken Records & My Latest Novel albums from the post office! Any work this afternoon has been henceforth cancelled because I am “writing.”
1. Anything with a pair of these; quite common in Virginia:
http://www.yournutz.com/store/images/tall%20ball.jpg
2. Love Ain’t For Keeping by The Who.
3. While driving. So exciting!
4. No brainer. “His Excellency, President for Life, Field Marshal Al Hadji Doctor Idi Amin Dada, VC, DSO, MC, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Seas and Conqueror of the British Empire in Africa in General and Uganda in Particular.”
5. Idi Amin.
I should really have read the website address in preparation for that one C&B, oh dear.
1. has to be Chelsea Tractors/SUVs, although cyclists who want to have the same rights as pedestrians and drivers are very annoying.
2. ‘I Love your smile’ by Shanice, ‘Everybody Loves The Sunshine’ by Roy Ayers…but I think ‘Walking On Sunshine’ by Rockers Revenge tops it all.
3. One from which I wake up refreshed and not stressed.
4. Earl.
5. I had (still have at my folks) a stuffed dog called Bannisters. Almost as cool as the real dog we had when growing up called Daisy.
Love that new Cave Singers track, btw, Matthew…
“Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin, do you know what I Idi Amin.”
Bannisters is brilliant.
1:Big Billy Connely style trikes. Too soft for a motorbike eh?
2:’Ordinary Joe’ Terry Callier
3: A deep diazepam slumber.
4: Not really a title, but recently I’ve taken the notion to name my firstborn Princely. Princely Wilson has a certain ring to it I think you’ll agree.
5: Simpson.
1. Volvos without doubt.
2. ‘Sunshine Girl’ by Tommy Hunt
3. In front of the Antiques Roadshow.
4. High Count.
5. Sir Edward tedwood.
I saw your Fence collective friends in Windsor last night. I was particularly impressed with Player Piano and loved the electronic bits from The Pictish trail. Johnny says that you pull off ‘posh swearing’ better than anyone else he has met.
P.S. I hope you have a moment to do your CD swap contribution and photo before you leave the internet alone for two weeks .. I’d hate to see a sad Tart.
Bannisters is brilliant.
He is indeed. My brother had an inflatable pig called Pink Floyd, hope your Floyd is not going to be miserable in yours and Mrs. Toad’s absence… ; )
1. Hummer
2. personally? or one that just came out? personally it would be “Everybody and Me” by Broadcast 2000, songs that just came out? “Fit” by a band called Windmill.
3. where your head hits the pillow and you just get knocked out, and sleep forever- or an alcohol-induced sleep.
4. Grand Mufti has my vote.
5. Bingo.
1. I’m with adam: anything except cyclists. Except for cyclists who are dicks and give the rest of us a bad name. They piss me off even more.
2. “Since I Left You” – The Avalanches (particularly if followed by the rest of the album).
3. First night in a real bed after a week in a tent.
4. Maybe not particularly grandiose, but I’m tickled by the fact that a female Sultan is a Sultana.
5. Teddy. I was given him at birth; imagination hadn’t quite kicked in yet.
On the topic of 4, what’s with those web forms (eg British Airways) that give you a ridiculously long list of possible titles to choose from? I’m too tempted to sign up for membership as “Wing Commander Nic”.
And why don’t I get a random tribal tapestry under my name?
I would like to qualify that I’m not picking on ALL cyclists…just the idiotic ones.
too late Agnes too late!!!
Haha! That British Airways list is brilliant!
Euan, you’ll be okay, you can book as “His Excellency”.
But fuck that, I’m going as President.
They must get that all the time. You rock up to the check-in desk and the check-in clerk is just going to go, “Sir, are you really His Holiness Matthew Young?..”
Oh and it’s got Very Reverend on there – which I always liked.
“He’s not just reverend, he’s very reverend!”
1. that prick who always drives through the grassmarket on a quad bike. what a prick.
2. kelley stoltz – wave goodbye. amazing tune. amazing album actually.
3. yeah the best is when you wake up in a shock that your late for work and then you realise you have the day off. sublime.
4. arbiter of justice is quite good.
5. for some reason i cant remember any specific stuffed toys. i know i had some but they werent very important to me. my favourite thing in the world was a gi joe whos name was storm shadow. he was so cool. hes in my mums attic now.
Well I’m with you there Agnes.
I’ve noticed a real difference in cycling attitudes between Australia and the UK. Here (UK), it seems that most cycling is functional and focused on transport rather than lycra.
In contrast, most cyclists I knew in Australia would get up in the morning to go for a lycra-clad ride around the suburbs before returning home and getting in their car to drive to work. What’s the point?
Cyclists seem to ride on the pavement a fuck of a lot in Edinburgh. I don’t think this happens anywhere else in the UK and it makes me want to keep a fucking cricket bat handy. Fuck off onto the road, you chicken-shit little fucker.
On the occasions that I cycle into work (from the train anyway, it’d be 35 miles from home, don’t fancy that) I cycle on the pavement because of the number of bunches of flowers with sombre regularity that appear along the road I have to go down. I know that I’m the one in the wrong place and I pay attention and stay out of people’s way as much as I can, but I’d rather piss of a couple of people than get hit by a useless fuck of a driver who doesn’t pay any attention to bikes. There’s a lot of fuss made about about bikes on pavements, and it’s true that a lot of pedestrians are killed on the pavement every year, but they’re killed by cars that drive up on the pavement and not by bikes – and lots of cyclists are injured and killed every year by those same cars.
And yes, there are some arrogant twats on bikes who really should know much better, but I have no doubt at all who the good guys and the bad guys basically are in this little one.
The road?!
But the road’s full of lunatics in huge green American vans with dodgy brakes hareing about the place.
Adam – not in the middle of the city though, surely?
Country roads are a different thing altogether – more dangerous and rarely anyone on the pavements.
It’s a main road – a dual carriageway main road – going out from the city centre to the edge of the city, through a big housing estate. I don’t bomb down pedestrianised precincts or pull wheelies in through the doorways of shops or anything like that. All of the cyclists I see doing the journey are on the pavement, all of them. The road is just too dangerous.
1. yellow ones. you’d think my brother would have grown out of that shite by now.
2. any of the songs off The Life Pursuit by Belle & Sebastian
3. Clean sheets night!
4. Earl
5. Dino. He was a dinosaur, would you believe.
1. Hummers (tiny knobs you know)
2. Heroes, David Bowie (favourite song any time of year or day) REALLY REALLY loud
3. Afternoon hammock sleeps under palm tree in south India
4. http://media.photobucket.com/image/queen%20of%20fucking%20everything/aleca5/Queen-of-Fucking-Everything.jpg
5. Softie Bear
Was Softie Bear a bear by any chance? And was he kinda soft? Just thought it was possible.
1. any form of SUV / hummer type nonsense. Especially if it’s only used for the school run / Sainsburys. Grrrr.
2. This one is very hard for me as I don’t really “do” shimmery summery stuff. I’ll have to think about it
3. Afternoon naps. Proper ones. Lying down. In bed. With the lights off and the curtains drawn. None of this catnapping on the sofa-type nonsense.
4. Anything with Vice in the title. Vice Admiral sounds particularly good.
5. Puppy, little puppy, Archie Bronson (to give him his full name) and otter. So no, not much room for Wilf then..
1. Copying Euan, but tractors. And sorry, I drive a Volvo.
2. I once reviewed Frank Black’s Teenager Of The Year for a student rag, and declared it would be the soundtrack of the coming summer. It wasn’t, but nevermind. So, Calistan by Frank Black.
3. I hope tonight’s, but I doubt it. Probably fresh sheets in the hotel on the first night of a holiday, even if you landed in the middle of the night.
4. Crown Steward and Bailiff of the three Chiltern Hundreds of Stoke, Desborough and Burnham
5. Blue Ted. Yep, a teddy bear who was blue.
Hello from a newbie!
Dylan, I’ve heard worse now – there are some large trucks whose feminine voice declares (presumably at the appropriate time) “this vehicle is turning left”. The one I saw/heard was doing that all the time whilst stuck behind a red light – aaarrrrggghhhh!
The fucking tiny European twat-mobiles that are all the rage here now! I can barely see em in my SUV and they always flip me off in traffic, the nasty ninnies. Drive a real fucking car or get off the road, it’s America for fucks sake!!
Boys of Summer by Don whatshisname of the Eagles.
In own bed after a month long holiday in a far away strange land and a 28 hour trip home where you’ve no idea what time it is and you don’t fucking care either.
MChutney, tho she needs re-stuffing quite often
And 4?
Come on Tart, get it together.
1. Cyclists – don’t care how eco friendly they are, this just makes them smugger! I have also been knocked down by one – on a pavement and i skinned my knee – so cyclists!
2. Saturday Sun by Nick Drake
3. Afternoon naps – i’m not very good at them really, but when a good one happens, it is very good
4. Sir, i call a lot of people sir – makes me feel like a bit of a butler, but it is nice
5. i had a dog type thing when i was born and i called it Trixie when i was 5 – rubbish i know. I still have it though.
Please tell him it was a tortoise or something!
A crystal tortoise.
Actually, they’re probably a band from New York, aren’t they.
Anyone going to the pub?
No, got to clean – or my mum will disown me
Oh #4 … Has to be Bishop, I mean who can say that nowadays and not snigger?
There, now Matthew, you heard Tim, don’t make the Tart cry. It’s not a pretty sight.
xoxox
Dylan -would love to say it was a tortoise but sadly Matthew is right, it was, indeed, a bear that was soft. So soft his legs ended up bald cos I rubbed them on my cheek so much.
I have spent a LOT of money on therapy, before anyone says anything………
How did you explain the crystal tortoise?
http://www.truveo.com/the-bishop-monty-python%E2%80%99s-flying-circus-napisy/id/1903183235
Is there anything that can’t be improved by the addition of Polish subtitles?
Food.
Is it ok if a change my answer for 1.?
The trams. And they’re not even fucking here yet.
Not a fan of peroigis, Ed?
Oh good, you’re in! Matthew, darling, what type of mic do you use for your podcast? xoxo
1. Minivans – with their power of making normally rational people into complete assbags.
2. ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ by Journey
3. Falling asleep on the couch in front of the TV while someone else makes my dinner
4. Esquire, as in Bill S. Preston, Esquire
5. Scorch – because he’s a dragon
I’m changing my 4.to Enterprise Tsar
1. Prius
2. China Cat Sunflower/Going down the road feelin’ bad
3. post coitus
4. Grand pooba
5. that bear
Gee Andrew… that seems like a fairly standoffish sort of relationship to have with your stuffed compatriot. Long nights sitting cross-armed on the edge of the sofa, glowering at “that bear” across the room?
(I’m restraining myself from responding to Shonagh and belabouring the “not all cyclists are assholes” pov)
I tell the cat to get “that bear” when I throw it across the room. I have “that bear” tied to several old shoe strings due to the fact that the cat does not fetch well.
Tart- It’s Don henley and that would have been my second choice
You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby..
What about the spaceships, you muppet.
No! It just came on the telly!
Seriously! Just I clicked submit!
11:30 showing.
(Boys Of Summer came on the telly. Spaceships at 2330hrs)
Can you stick an “as” inbetween “Just and “i” and then delete this one.
Ta
Three-post mentalism.
Again.
See, that summer I just so happened to have those wayfarers on … God, that was a great summer!
“I’ve noticed a real difference in cycling attitudes between Australia and the UK. Here (UK), it seems that most cycling is functional and focused on transport rather than lycra.”
I noticed that when I was in the UK – not a scrap of lycra to be seen, thank goodness! I did notice that nobody wore a helmet though and that really worried me. Especially when, to me, everybody seemed to drive like a lunatic, making the odds of being skittled while on your bike all that more likely.
“In contrast, most cyclists I knew in Australia would get up in the morning to go for a lycra-clad ride around the suburbs before returning home and getting in their car to drive to work. What’s the point?”
So true!
Lycra is just frowned upon in this country in general, I think.
Honestly, think of the children.
Shit, it’s after midnight and I’m still awake.
Again.
What a fuckwit.
I’d support a lycra ban. Especially down the beach, where large men of mature years insist on strutting along the sand in saggy speedos. Whoever invented speedos should be strung up by their privates and shot.
Just invented? Christ, anyone who’s ever touched them, even with a shitty stick, needs a good, sound, public beating.
Actually, I take that back. In retrospect it sounds horribly sexual.
1. Large SUVs (tractors) that overprotective parents drive in order to protect their families from all the other families driving large SUVs.
2. The Isley Brothers’ cover of “Summer Breeze.”
3. When you go out to a diner on the weekend for real breakfast then come back home and sleep for an hour.
4. Drug Czar
5. Uhhh, Pinky?
Oh come now, on the right person, a pair of speedos is a beautiful thing… a waste of material, but still.
Being a Drug Czar sounds so much more fun than I assume it actually is.
Pinky? Does that make you The Brain?
Oooh Drug Czar has got to be the winner!!!! Brilliant!!
Ironically, Nic, i like cycling – and i am generalising. so cyclists who cycle on pavements and cyclists who you take ten minutes to overtake then overtake you back the second you hit a set of traffic lights – that’s just rude!
I had the whole cinema to myself last night!
Alone in a 200-seat movie theatere to watch Star Trek! Brilliant!
That’s the benefit of going to the 11:30pm showing when the movie’s been out for a couple of weeks!
Shonagh – Indeed. Especially when they run a red light in doing so…
Clearly, we can conclude that no one except our good, polite, considerate selves should be allowed on the road, in whatever mode of transport we so choose
Agnes – Actually, I find most drivers pretty considerate in the UK. Reading some of these stories about cyclist-oriented road rage in Australia, I worry a bit for when I (eventually) get home. (Rex Hunt of all people?! Isn’t he the guy who kisses fish?)
Given driving conditions here (eg, narrow streets with cars parked down both sides), drivers have to spend a lot of time stopping to let each other pass, nevermind cyclists. It seems to breed a slightly more tolerant frame of mind than Australia’s “designed and built for cars” approach to urban planning.
you just making random comments Dylan?
i’ll join in with you…..i’ve just been to Tesco’s to buy stuff my tea, it was full of people.
No, no. If you look, Matthew at 10:51pm, me at 10:53pm and then me again at 1:33pm are actually linked cohesively.
It’s all this random crap about bikes and shit that’s getting in the way.
wonder if you can get away with posting a comment and no top 5’s this late? oh well in for a pound..
RC…Radiation Vibe wins Mint
By Saturday evening, I doubt anyone minds. Nice to see you old chap.
1)Sheep…..erm on wheels. Loads of moorland and they stand in the road
2)Here comes the summer – Undertones
3)Mid afternoon in hotels. all the reasons for sleeping in a hotel room in the afternoon are good
4) ‘The Great’ as in Alfred got to be pretty self confident to use that one in public. ‘oh are you now?’
5)Nope not in Teesside mate, I ain’t no jessie.
Agree with you Nic, people are pretty good at the whole pulling over to let people pass thing. Couldn’t believe how narrow some of those roads were!
And Rex Hunt is the fish kisser, yes! I’m not a fan of him myself, but there are more obnoxious Aussies I guess.