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Monday, September 26, 2011
Friday, September 09, 2011
Finchley, power cut.
Powercuts are noisy. All the beeping of monitors, the burglar alarm, consumer items woke us up at 2am. We wandered round the house, trying to turn things off, called the alarm people so it wouldn't wake small child. Talked a bit. Went back to bed. Went back to sleep. 3am - things turning back on make even *more* noise - the whirr and beep of all the computers, kitchen stuff, the boiler firing up.
I feel like we have a baby - up in the middle of the night, feel crap in the morning.
I feel like we have a baby - up in the middle of the night, feel crap in the morning.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
About the internet....
Because I am the number one search on the internet for humous (at least, spelled the way I spell it), it's surprising but then again, maybe not so, that I get a half dozen or so emails a month from people who've tried my humous recipe, and wanted to say thank you.
So from Lebanese restaurants (I kid you not), to people just trying it out in Deptford, I sit here in my soho (small office home office) looking out at the garden and the apple tree (and half thinking, apple cake) and people from all over the show drop into my inbox.
It's personal. It's real. It's a nice warm feeling. It's what the internet was invented for.
So from Lebanese restaurants (I kid you not), to people just trying it out in Deptford, I sit here in my soho (small office home office) looking out at the garden and the apple tree (and half thinking, apple cake) and people from all over the show drop into my inbox.
It's personal. It's real. It's a nice warm feeling. It's what the internet was invented for.
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