Every time someone posts a comment I get an e-mail notification. This is “nice” – I can reply instantly if I’m online. I get the occasional bit of comment spam, one or two per day, but this is easily defeated…
Every time someone posts a comment I get an e-mail notification. This is “nice” – I can reply instantly if I’m online. I get the occasional bit of comment spam, one or two per day, but this is easily defeated…
She looked about sixty or so years old, respectably dressed, although with a somewhat-too-large St. Christopher medallion type thing hanging from her neck, lying on the ground with blood pouring from her face. As I approached her, a couple of…
I have a friend (no, really) who works for a large translating company, she sent me the following screenshot today. If you’re going to translate something from English to German, get a German native speaker to do it and if…
As another hurricane is battering the Caribbean this weekend, I received an e-mail from a regular commenter, which I’m going to put up as my first guest post. As the title makes clear it’s about the aftermath of hurricane Katrina.…
Today is the 1st Whiney Expat Blogger meet-up in Marburg – a smallish University town in the north of the state of Hessen. I’d arranged to go by train, it’s a fair distance and by booking in advance I’d managed…
Enough people have written about exactly why the Battle of Trafalgar was so important – Securing Britain’s trade routes first and foremost, giving her a century of naval superiority, annulling any idea of invading Britain, it ushered in a century…
…My Great-great-great grandfather was born. For some reason, can’t imagine why – the name was probably common at the time – they christened him Henry. Here endeth my contribution to the “On this day in history” craze that will no…
In comparison to Rachel who received a package in the mail which looked like a parcel bomb (don’t worry, she wore oven gloves to open it – a career in UXB disposal surely beckons), I received a normal looking package…
Some of you have noticed that I occasionally edit or even delete posts after they’ve been published. This is generally because I notice that what I’d written after returning from an evening out – much like the half-eaten kebab left…
The final reading of the ID Cards bill passed with a majority of 25 yesterday. Mr. Nosemonkey as well as Andrew and John are more than a tad aggrieved at the number of Conservative MPs who didn’t bother turning up…