Whilst writing this post I’ve realised I’m semi-quoting Bill Bryson in Notes From A Big Country, but I have at least returned to the beginning of the post to say that I internalised, rather than just plain plaigerised his text. I don’t have a copy of the book with me, so I’m paraphrasing from memory […]
The day that I moved to Germany was June 26th 1996. I know this because I still have the copy of “Scotland’s” Mirror, one of the newspapers which was handed out on the plane on the day that I flew there.
“Achtung! Surrender!” the disturbingly intelligent headline read, over a photograph of, I think, Stuart […]
I’m sure that Mr. Sparky could tell you a lot more about viral advertising than I could, although having received this advert from three different sources so far this morning, I reckon they’re doing a pretty good job.
“Brüller“, “sehr witzig” and so on the e-mails were titled. All I could think of was that the […]
Or “Utterly Useless Tips For The Pathetically Single #157”
In Germany, at the end of every single TV advertisement for a product that might be sold at a pharmacist, be it medicated shampoo, cough lotion or the latest opiate derivative a warning appears and is read out: “Zu Risiken und Nebenwirkungen lesen Sie die Packungsbeilage und […]
For reasons beyond my ability to comprehend (so not that far), a kind and generous reader of this blog, who is surely handsome, witty, intelligent, caring and woefully ignored by the scientific publishing world, decided to send me a Christmas present.
Of course, I protested vigorously that it was entirely unnecessary; “No, no you really mustn’t, […]
Every time I travel to the UK, I buy lots of the wondrous edible products which have helped make our country justifiably famous throughout the globe as a centre for culinary excellence. Apart from the Skips, which last about three days and the tea, which I use on an “as required” basis, i.e. about ten […]
