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Life, the universe, vodka and coffee.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Clean

I managed to have a shower in my own house today, the first time I have been able to do much more than brush my teeth in my bathroom for two weeks. This is good. Better, there did not appear to be water appearing where water shouldn't appear.

Luckily, the new washbasin can be installed while the old one is still in situ. The new toilet however... will be planned and executed with military precision and take no longer than one day to fit... or I'm in real trouble!

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Stud

A colleague of mine at work, when planning any major project always includes a percentage of time/cost which he describes as "buggeration factor" - for those unforeseen moments when something unexpected crops up. This is always wise. Of course, calculating a sensible buggeration factor is reasonably easy at work, because we know our trade well enough to have an idea of the sort of things that are likely to unexpectedly happen. Unfortunately though, I think I have underestimated the buggeration factor involved in fitting a bathroom. By this time today I was very much hoping that I would be reporting that all my plumbing was done and I was hard at work tiling. Instead, I'm a day (that's 20%) behind schedule and still working on building partition walls. So all my buggeration factor is used up, and some. Bugger.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Wet Nightmares

Ah, this plumbing malarkey, it's a doddle, isn't it... No.

Also, the Fish album I referred to previously isn't the one with a Steven Wilson input. I shall listen to it nevertheless!

Right, I have a bad back, and as I have leaking problems, no water (and therefore no central heating) tonight, so I am going to warm myself with vodka. And listen to the Fish album.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Wet Dreams

Gosh - this is almost becoming a regular occurence again. Have no fear, I shall return to my more normal once every month or so posting before long. Anyway... tonight I am relaxing before embarking tomorrow morning on perhaps the most complicated of my DIY endeavours - the bathroom. Or rather, the conversion of the bathroom to a shower-room. All of the bulky material is here (mostly sitting on my nice, fairly freshly laid, but rapidly getting battered, laminate flooring in the living room) - I just have the minor issue of working out what additional pipes and what have you I need. Oh... and then fitting it all. After I've safely and non-damagingly (ie not flooding downstairs under the bathroom) removed the old one...

This should all lead to a nice, tidy, practical, attractive, and, most important of all and in contrast to the current situation, non-leaking bathroom.

Aside from the inevitable vodka, tonight's relaxation has included my latest CD acquisition, Marillion's "marillion.com". I purchased this album as I was curious as to what Marillion did these days, and as this album has some involvement from Steven Wilson of my current faves Porcupine Tree it was the obvious choice. As somebody who only knows Marillion from the days of Fish, it was something of a shock. On first listen I definitely spotted Steven Wilson's influence here and there, but the main thing that stood out for me was the vocalist, who to me, sounds like a bit like Glenn Tilbrook (of Squeeze). What I didn't notice was much to link it with Fish era Marillion. That's not a criticism, however. The album was pleasant enough, and I think a few more listens in the near future are required. Curiously I chose to put Breakfast in America by Supertramp on afterwards: a similar style, I think, more prog-pop than prog-rock. Shortly arriving on my doormat should be a recent-ish Fish album, also involving Steven Wilson. It will be interesting to compare and contrast.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Muddy Boots


Headed for the hills today. Well, the countryside at any rate. And a pleasant stroll was had. It was oddly springlike. It's easy to forget at the moment that theoretically we are in the depths of winter, what with it being relatively warm, but the dead giveaway for me is the short days. I suppose that in days gone by when my ancestors would have been pillaging and raiding they'd have been too busy to notice the long nights and short days, but as the nearest I get to pillaging and raiding is the stationery cupboard I can tell you that I struggle. However, a trip out and a couple of miles in the woods does me the world of good and stops me wanting to hibernate. For a day or three at least.

And to prove it actually is winter, here is a robin, spotted earlier today.

Friday, January 12, 2007

...it appears there is.

Yes, after whingeing last night, my CD arrived tonight (as is traditional with mail ordered CDs, with a smashed case). Better still, my Porcupine Tree DVD also arrived. And it's Friday. And there is at least half a litre of vodka in the house. After a tiring, stressful, week at work, the sofa and flat screen beckon me...

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Is There Anybody Out There...

...from the Post Office? Prompted by my chums at Planet Rock who played the live version of "Is There Anybody Out There" from The Wall a couple of times last week, I ordered the live Floyd album of the same name. And said album was despatched on Saturday, but has yet to find it's way onto my doormat, unlike junk mail despatched more recently. Poor show.

At this rate my new bathroom is going to arrive sooner (despite being ordered later, considerably heavier and, I hope, too large to fit through my letter box) and I'll be so busy plumbing and tiling that I won't have time to listen to it. Pah!

Friday, January 05, 2007

Stupid Dream

Roger Waters (ex Pink Floyd bassist) is out and about doing some gigs this year, apparently doing Floyd stuff. Sod that. Porcupine Tree are also out and about doing some gigs this year doing their own stuff.

I reckon that for the cost of one Water ticket, I can get two tickets for 'Tree and have change for a Floyd tribute band and a couple of pints.

No contest.

Incidentally, any readers with a knowledge of one or two recent Porcupine Tree albums and who have received Waters tickets for Christmas should check out PTs "Stupid Dream" album.

(Ideally the surround sound version with a packet of "Aquadrops" to hand...)

Mashed

Golly. Apparently, most people who fall down stairs to their doom are either under the influence or ill. Shocking.

I once fell up the stairs and managed to bash my head on the ceiling. Concussion and a trip to casualty ensued. And I was totally sober.

Monday, January 01, 2007

New Year

Well, that's 2006 over and done with. It had some good bits and some bad bits, but I'm not missing it yet.