(snapshots from my in-tray)
I’ve just had a few shitty connectivity days. First of all BT cut off my adsl line (yes, my payment was late, but I’m on a ‘business’ tariff and you don’t just cut off business users without a) a phone call b) an email) at 17:00 friday night. By the time I had figured out that the line was the problem, I called them and tried to settle my outstanding bill. Turns out they go home at 17:00 on Friday and are closed over the week-end (fume).
When i was a little boy of about seven or eight (I’m guessing) my father sat me down with his sample books and started teaching me letterforms. The one I remember most clearly was Poster Bodoni Italic. I loved the slanted shapes and learned to trace, then draw them freehand, eventually lettering lowercase forms between two lines to mark the x-height.
When a registrar gives away your name to a fraudulent applicant and then refuses to do anything about it, it’s time to change registrars. I believe I put it like this in an earlier post…
For buying me the most stylish shaving mirror I’ve ever seen. Ok, so she did it to prevent me installing my grotty old one in our lovely new bathroom, but is it not the most amazing thing you’ve ever seen?
I hadn’t heard this in ages. When I was a kid we used to try and learn all the words…
Well, in just two weeks, our grotty hell-hole has become a beautiful designer bathroom — In fact, it’s so posh I keep thinking that a guy is going to hand me a towel and expect a tip every time I take a slash, it’s that posh. Oh, and a free pint if you can name the photographer on the wall.
Yesterday I had a pint in Kilburn for ?1.20 and a pint in Kentish Town for ?1.45 — so how come I’ve been drinking in the West End?