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Putting It Down

manifesto n (pl manifestos, manifestoes) a public written declaration of the intentions, opinions or motives of a leader, party, or body or of a sovereign. The Chambers Dictionary [Norm knows I wrote parts of the following essay a while back and didn’t post them, but it has turned into a kind of companion piece to […]

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Uncanny Resemblance

Last week I went out to the cinema to see a film in Brighton for only the second time since I moved here in October*. After his rehearsal with the Mike Rosenberg Band, long-time Wolverine comic reader Richard drove me along (entirely willingly) to see the third in the trilogy of X-Men movies: X-Men: The […]

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More Advertising

Sorry for the thinness of posting and for the “online poker” comment spam at PooterGeek lately. I have been busy with wedding photography and other photography, attending my nephew’s (godson’s) christening, and catching up with friends—as well as this thing of course. Thank you to PooterGeek readers who have been helping me get business (and […]

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A Day In The Life

I’m in a bookshop on the Charing Cross Road. I’ve just come from lunch with an editor at The Economist(, dahling). My mobile rings. it’s the other person from the newspaper I was supposed to meet earlier. She’d been stuck in the City, talking to men-in-suits. I move to the back of the shop and […]

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Mystery Gift

A perk of running this site is receiving nice presents from readers / freebies from corporate shills—not that any of them sway my editorial judgment at all, as I sit here watching the Web on my Mitsubishi monitor, eating Bahlsen’s tasty Choco Leibniz. Recently, in response to one of my posts here, the proprietor of […]

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By The Way

Thank you to Pete in the comments and to everyone else who’s been sending kind wishes. It’s good to be alive on days like these. I hope eventually everyone will be just as free to say in public how they think we should live in the world we share. It’s a precious gift and one […]

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G-reetings

And now, in honour of a far-too-frequent reader of PooterGeek, the Drunken Choir of the Enlightenment sing their hit jingle Happy Birthday [Get A Life] [MP3 729Kb].

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Flayme Werre!

One of my toff friends lectures history. She’s been looking for good blogs in her subject area lately and “Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog” is her favourite so far. I can see why. It’s clever and it’s funny. (And even funnier now she has explained some of the jokes to me.) As I am in […]

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Slight Technical Problem

If you’ve emailed me recently—today, that is—I probably won’t have received it (yet). I have exceeded my data storage quota with my hosts. This is entirely my fault for allowing myself to be distracted by another Web project. Ironically most of my excess data take the form of huge visitor logs. Yes, I can’t read […]

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Our Lady

I am about to ask Wardy a favour, so naturally I nipped over to his blog to make sure he hadn’t recently lost a limb, been blinded in a freak Hungry Hippos accident, or suffered any other misfortune that might have left him unable to expedite the Very Important Business I would like him to […]

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Keep The Faith

On Friday I went to Cambridge to stay with Jenny and Matthew (and their son Douglas) Crikey! Douglas does his Boris Johnson impression. [click image to enlarge] and to attend Cathal’s leaving party / St Patrick’s Day celebrations. After a few months you forget just how surreal a night out in a Cambridge pub can […]

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Musical Differences

There’s an overlap between my CD collection and Richard‘s, but we do come at music from slightly different angles. He subscribes to The Wire; I subscribe to Sound On Sound. In the most recent edition of The Wire all three of their interviewees had beards—two of them goatees. In the most recent Sound On Sound the main interviewee was 80s pop […]

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Buy A Blind Person A Labrador!

My friends Auriol and Peter Auriol and Peter are the over-dressed ones in the middle. [click image to enlarge] are running the London Marathon in aid of Guide Dogs For The Blind. Give ’em some money and a big, daft, blond dog some useful work to do.

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Shelf-Reflection

Two of the many dangers waiting for me on the road to the local supermarket are second-hand shops with tables full of old books outside them. I know that, if I am not strong, I will not only forget what I set out to buy, but will wind up wasting time, space, and money. There […]

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This Weekend’s Train Conversations

On the way to Hot Wheels‘ most excellent party yesterday I met an Englishwoman with a bass who plays in a New Cross bluegrass band. She was wearing an “I’m Up For A Chat On The Tube” badge that turned out to be a product of a conceptual art project to bring random people together. […]

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Thank You

It’s been years since I received an anonymous Valentine (the best kind, obviously), but today I got a particularly fine e-card from a mystery individual—it even had a lovely little jazz piano soundtrack. If the sender is reading this I’d just like to say thank you. It made my day.

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Anti-Social Behaviour: Theory And Fieldwork

Yesterday I had an excellent evening of argument. I spent it contending that, since our emergence, we human beings have been, for plausible biological reasons, fundamentally aggressive and suspicious of visibly different members of our own species. In reply it was argued that our behaviour towards others has been characterised by altruistic tendencies and trade. […]

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Watch Out, Keef

I may have given the impression during the existence of this ‘Blog that I am something of a nerd, but I’m telling you, people: you haven’t lived until you’ve pulled up outside the best hotel in town in a written-off car with the front bumper howling as it scrapes on one of the tyres; handed […]

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Time For A Petition?

I was recording in Richard’s little studio the other day and he showed me some scenes from a short film he’s doing the music for. (His initial ideas sound excellent and the short not only looks good, but stars Someone Famous Off Telly.) Populated by children’s toys as his and Kate’s home is, I had […]

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Yes And No, Jackie

Jackie is of course right to be disgusted with Alastair Campbell admitting that both he and the Prime Minister are clueless about computers. She is wrong to make any connection between this and their being employees of the state. Many senior managers in large UK organisations, both public and private sector, are incompetent because once […]

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Here’s To A Better One

And thank you to the members of SIAW and everyone else for reading and commenting in 2005. Have a wonderful 2006. Cheers! I’m still suffering the last of my cold and I’ve just spent New Year’s Eve trying to work out how to use FL Studio 6’s new mixer. I didn’t even notice that midnight had passed […]

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Shh

Despite my best efforts, one of the regulars here stumbled upon the celebrity name of the child I wasn’t allowed to ‘Blog about in my anonymized post of this morning, so I’ve removed the story in question. Gah! Sometimes—just sometimes—I wish you lot were stupid. Apologies to the authors of the interesting comments that I […]

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Back To The 70s

On Friday Saturday evening, I went out for a noisy drink with Mr and Mrs Wardytron, their livejournal friend Jim(?) and a posse of goths. Thank you, Wardy, for inviting me. It was fun. One of the few serious topics of conversation that came up was the new Conservative Party leader. It’s not been often […]

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Working Out

One month’s free personal training with my new gym membership and the need for structure in my life have turned me into something of an obsessive. The very helpful staff have shown me how to operate those strange torture machines I once mocked. I used to use the Genome Campus gym for one purpose: to […]

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Proud To Be British

I’ve been meaning to tell this heart-warming true story of national unity online for almost two weeks now and just haven’t had a chance to: I keep being troubled by the strange and topical outbursts of The Voices In My Head. I get on a Brighton bus at about eight, having had some delightful early-Friday-evening […]

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You Turn Your Head For Five Minutes…

Blimey. I switch my phone off and stay away from the Net for one day (and a Sunday at that) and everything goes to hell. Apologies to Auriol and Leasey (and anyone else who was trying to get in touch). I heard your messages and will get back to you. PooterGeek was crawling with comment […]

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