Family

09Oct05 — 4

Family Stuff

Congratulations to my sister who, in the early hours of this morning, had a boy, Samuel, to go with her almost exactly three-year-old girl, Maisie. (This is typical of Clare’s bombproof organisational skills.) Congrats to my brother-in-law too who is a top dad. Get well soon to my mum, who, annoyingly, went into hospital this […]

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07Oct05 — 1

PooterGeek Snr Writes In Guardian Shocker

I’m not returning to normal ‘Blogging just yet, but those of you who still buy the rag might be interested to know that today, opposite the Graun‘s editorial “The blogging generation”, there’s a letter from my dad displaying geopolitical and musical insight of the calibre that keeps people all over the World coming back to […]

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09Sep05 — 1

Her Indoors

Sorry about the thin posting at PooterGeek lately. The crossed keyboards and trousers rampant are flying again over PooterGeek Towers because I am now back in residence, having spent a few days scouting around Brighton for a new place to live, meeting up with collaborators on my next big thing, music making, and generally socialising […]

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03Sep05 — 12

Jordan: The Comeback

My mother always taught me that reading books would help me to get on in life*. You only have to look at my dazzling career to see how right she was. (Funnily enough, people in my old job looked at me like I was stupid because I refused to cite a source without actually plodding […]

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26Aug05 — 15

Bunny Update

It’s Friday, so I’m not looking to revive that old argument about the stationery, but I thought you lot might be amused by my two Playboy-related observations of the week. Firstly I was in an ASDA supermarket the other day and decided to survey their “Back To School” range. Hoping not to be denounced as […]

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11Aug05 — 0

Brooke Brothers

The estimable Michael Brooke is back with a thorough review of Boris Gudunov at Covent Garden. You’ve got admire a man who can criticise a production of an opera for containing a ludicrous theatrical image. Meanwhile, the other ‘Blogging Brooke is kittenblogging, God help him. [click to enlarge] And just to complete the set: [click […]

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02Aug05 — 2

Life And Death In Daily Mail World

Okay, so this post links to an article in the Telegraph, but work with me here. Celebrity newsreader and reality TV ballroom dancer Natasha Kaplinsky has had some difficulty selling her house. This fact opens a piece about other nice middle-class people [British definition] trying to flog their own or their parents’ respective gaffs in […]

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14May05 — 2

Hit And Mitz

I still haven’t forgiven my parents for not hiring The Three Degrees to perform at my confirmation. This the kind of scar Philip Green’s boy will never have to bear.

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10May05 — 6

A Few Words Of Advice

If you want him to marry you before you have children and he won’t do it, bin him. If you don’t want to have children and she won’t take contraception seriously, bin her. An affair may be entered into lightly; parenthood should not. Whatever the tabloid arithmetic of relationships claims, there are some things more […]

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08May05 — 2

Grumpy Old Mancunians

One day I must buy my dad and Norm a couple of Test match tickets, drop them off at the entrance to Old Trafford, and leave them to spend the day swapping this kind of gripe. [I know you didn’t mention it dad, but yes, I did notice that I had used “licence” as a […]

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27Apr05 — 0

Highbrow Cinema

It’s my mum’s birthday in a few weeks and I am thinking of buying her (and my dad) a handheld DVD player. She won’t watch films on it, but it will be perfect for her and dad to browse through (CDs of) family photos I make for them without their having to heft albums about […]

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31Mar05 — 1

Still Tinkering

I might have a real-time comment preview feature now, but some glitches still need to be ironed out of the moderation system. Somehow Tim Newman’s comment was blocked, but an anonymous visitor managed to post three stanzas of the aria “Uncle Fucka” from Mozart’s Der Ruggerbugger to PooterGeek. Sorry, Tim. (I should point out, dad, […]

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15Mar05 — 1

One For My Dad

Via the redoubtable Tim Worstall (who graduated to the ‘Blogroll here yesterday—like he needs the hits), I discover that there’s a British cricket ‘Blog called The Corridor Of Uncertainty. I like that it has a “Cricket” subject category, presumably to mark out the posts about cricket.

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14Mar05 — 3

Parents—Who’d Have ‘Em?

I suspect the age distribution of the visitors here is such that somebody reading this must have some tips on getting parents over sixty with potentially life-threatening conditions to look after themselves properly. All suggestions welcome.

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09Jan05 — 6

Don’t Knock Cheap Cameras

As you probably know, my not-so-trusty (hundred-and-fifty quid) camera is out of sorts—almost certainly as a result of rough handling by me. So I used the 35mm film compact that I bought for my parents to take pictures of my niece Maisie’s second Christmas. It was maddeningly difficult for a habitual SLR-user like me to […]

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29Dec04 — 2

Twisted Firestarter

As a child I would watch my dad make a fire in the morning, kneeling down in his vest, putting paper from old copies of The Guardian underneath the coal (and then quite likely lighting his first cigarette of the day with the flame—he’s been smokeless now for years). Susurration has stolen a lead all […]

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29Dec04 — 2

iTunes Revisited

Following online discussion with the Anonymous Economist, who is a PC-based iPod addict, I should point out that the main problem I had with the Windows version of the iTunes software that accompanied my sister’s iPod Mini was her not being broadbanded up. It didn’t help that the program kept trying to dial out to […]

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26Dec04 — 0

Thank You

I am having an excellent Christmas. Thank you to the Counsells and Beardsleys for their kindness and generosity and hospitality. And thanks to everyone everywhere who sent me cards and gifts and good wishes. Thanks especially to Maisie for being such a good girl and such good fun.

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18Dec04 — 1

More Haste; Less Speed

The last couple of days’ entries have been so full of typos that readers have actually been emailing in corrections. Thank you to Hak Mao and casualsavant for spotting some of them and my dad for having the restraint to let me correct most of them before getting out his red marking pen online.

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15Nov04 — 1

Aussies Oop North

It’s time for me to join the “writing about cricket while Fallujah burns” tendency—if I’m quick enough, that is. My dad never misses an opportunity to bang on about the glories of the Lancashire League, but I forgot to link him to the latest post about it over at Harry’s Place, a ‘Blog where other […]

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08Nov04 — 3

Farewell, Ivor; Hello, Kylie

Over the weekend, Judith told me that a feature-length adaptation of Brideshead Revisited is being planned. For this version, the Catholicism will be toned down. This is the sort of thing Evelyn Waugh might have written into a satire of Hollywood. [“Waugh’s a man? Is he some kind of faggot?!”] Maybe we can petition to […]

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05Nov04 — 0

Thanks To The Grassly-Khalifehs

I meant to say thank you to Nicholas and Hind for dinner yesterday. In fact it was my discovering that Adam, the latest addition to their family, looks exactly like Nicholas, but smaller and a bit more Arab, that made me post about the Karzai photo. Thanks for the “Death to the Zionist Infidels” shopping […]

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