Dial M for …

My parents bought one of these old phones. It is an original but has been refitted to work with a modern telephone system. It takes forever to dial a number, but has that very satisfying whirring sound as the dialler spins back.
Maybe it would be dial M for MOOC nowadays.


Because I bought a Clash poster a while back, Ebay, via facebook recommended this purchase: London Calling cufflinks. I found this hilariously ironic, the icon of punk rebellion being used for that most middle-class accessory, the cufflink. Joe Strummer would spin in his grave. But in a post-ironic way, I bought them anyway. Alanis Morissette probably wouldn’t understand why it was ironic.

The Warren

On a Saturday morning I like to walk the dogs around the forest on Caerphilly mountain known as [url=http://www.forestry.gov.uk/website/recreation.nsf/LUWebDocsByKey/WalesCaerphillyNoForestCaerphillyWoodlands]the Warren.[/url] There are remnants of old industrial activity here, quarries, lime kilns, rail tracks, etc. But mostly we like it because it ends at the [url=https://www.facebook.com/CaerphillyMountainSnackBar]Mountain Snack Bar[/url], where a bacon roll is shared.

Tower of drums

This is actually a rack of snare drums, but I rotated it to look like a tower. Taken at the [url=http://drumdepot.co.uk/]drum depot[/url], while daughter was in her drumming lesson with [url=https://www.facebook.com/AledLloydDrums]Aled[/url]. When we went signed up for lessons we realised Aled is also a big Cardiff Devils fan (he does commentary on match nights), so all drumming lessons are prefaced by an analysis of the previous week’s game.


Got some new running shoes today. I think I’ve used my old ones for so long the cushioning has gone, and my hip problem is coming back, so I hope it’s not too late. These are so light they’re practically floating.

Lost in MK

Stayed at the Ramada in Milton Keynes tonight, and snapped this person waiting in the empty restaurant district. And here is a [url=http://www.blipfoto.com/entry/4802516]photo of me taking that photo.[/url] Meta!

Tale of two apples

One shop-bought Granny Smith, one from my very own garden. I don’t know the variety, my dad gave me a miniature apple tree, and this was the first apple from it. Tasty it was too. I’ve never had my own apples before. Between that and my blackberry bush I’m practically self-sufficient now.