James Brown Is Dead (Really)

I had the great pleasure of watching half a James Brown set at the V98 festival at Leeds in August 1998.  My original online journal entry for that day is here. We had started the evening, like most people at

Christmas Presents 2005

Was Santa good to you this year?  Here's what was waiting for me on Sunday morning: Colin Prior calendar 2005The Cardigans - Super Extra GravityiPod car chargerGriffin iTripTrivial Pursuit - DVD edition (shared present with Jocelyn)John Peel - Margrave

IE Team Are Blogging

The recently re-formed IE team now have a blog. Although I prefer to use Firefox for personal use, there's no escaping IE on the corporate desktop (at which my ASP.NET apps are invariably targetted), so this is a

Mauling

"You seem to be going awfully fast," said the perspiring southern lady on the footpath to Stac Pollaidh, "would you pull me up?" I smiled politely, but in reality I was both shocked and pleased to have realised that over

Relative Sobriety

Anakin rock (uh-huh).  The female vocalist wailed like a cross between Courtney Love, Manda Rin and Siousie Sioux whilst the band backed her up with a big sound resembling a meeting of Mogwai and the Smashing Pumpkins.  I was most

Songs About Onanism

The evening couldn't come soon enough today. I left work at around 16:20 and headed off for a celebratory 'do' with some colleagues, to mark the fact that our Y2K work was more or less at an end. We

The Cairnwell

Does anybody else think Savage Garden sound like Spandau Ballet? Sorry, just had to get that off my chest... Day one of the holiday proper, then. Irn Bru and Double BK Cheeseburger for breakfast, a quick jaunt into the city,

Hump Day

Wednesdays have a tendency to suck.  Throughout my so-called formative years they were always my favourite day of the week, but now they're just boring, neither-here-nor-there type days.  Hey ho.  And I could go on about how dull work was,