We moved today, the culmination of a stressful week of packing things into boxes and shuttling back and forth between apartments. Today a team of men wearing indoor football shoes and matching tshirts arrived and[…]
Month: February 2015
Eggs is not always eggs
This morning I had an extra-early call at 7am, which got cancelled at 6:47am. Still, I was up anyway as La Serpiente Aquatica Negra had come into the bed to snuggle up to my face,[…]
Spinning again
Today, having had no exercise this week apart from a run around the track on the 26th floor of my building (a mere 800 metres, rather than the rumoured 2,400) I went to 7cycle, for[…]
Getting away from people
After work and putting baby to bed, I went back to our old flat to do some packing and dismantle the bookshelves in the living room. In the lift, one of my neighbours recognised me[…]
Two pints of trouble
After Japan, I swore I’d not drink for a few months. Imagine my surprise to be at Smith Street Taps this evening, drinking pints of strong ale.
From the fortieth floor
We got the keys for our new apartment at noon today, nineteen floors higher than the flat we used to live in. The extra height and the floor-to-ceiling windows give us a great view out[…]
Kingsman
This evening we went to see Kingsman, the latest collaboration between Mark Millar and Matthew Vaughn. Just like Kick-Ass, there’s hyper-violent scenes played a bit too much for humourous effect. My wife laughed uproariously throughout[…]
A long day
Today was a very long, drawn-out day. This was partly because we didn’t sleep well – La Serpiente Aquatica Negra was up at 1:30 – but also because I had to get up at six[…]
Cognitive dissonance
After a day off, I felt a bit more human. I had a couple of work calls this morning, and after that we went out for coffee. Sadly, all the hipsters have gone away for[…]
The Day After The Night Before Chinese New Year
Chinese New Year went off with the usual bang; the fireworks began at about 11:30, and our daughter woke up about 11:45, her wailing partly drowned out by the continued explosions. The partying still felt[…]