Many years ago, when I was still a teenager, I decided to translate the lyrics of a song. The only language I knew at the time apart from my mother-tongue English was a smattering of school French. But nonetheless I… Continue Reading →
£6 for a sandwich. No, this isn’t one of those posh sandwiches where you can hardly get your face around the thing which is held together with a cocktail stick with a chef’s hat on, where its gourmet credentials are… Continue Reading →
As Homer Simpson once said, “I know they’re all God’s creatures, but why did he have to make them all so tasty!?”. I like eating dead animals. However they taste much better if they were happy animals during life.
Very interesting results from the survey I’ve had on my web site for a while…
I used to get most frustrated with people. People are, after all, apt to do things that prevent our own smooth motion through existence. Don’t get me wrong, they can be fabulous too; but by and large, frustrating. These days… Continue Reading →
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A Job for Salesman or No Man
I went for a sort of job interview the other day. Yes I already have several jobs and I’m very happy with them, but an old friend and colleague was wanting me back working for his new company, an international… Continue Reading →
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