The English language

My Purple friends will know Pavel "SFMPE" where that means "Sorry For My Poor English".

Well, actually, his English was fine, if recognisably of Polish origin.

Tonight, I had a Taiwanese friend apologise for her English when I knew exactly what she meant.

I realised that maybe, the reason why English is so adaptable and why we not only tolerate but love to hear it spoken and mangled around that world is that English is totally distorted within this septic isle! From Geordie to Weegie to Brizzle to Mockney, there are dialects within an hour's drive. Why should we care if it's a common tongue for Chinese and Nigerians to communicate with taxi drivers in Santiago?

Today I mostly...

Ran around:

• Sent my old Fiesta off for scrap, but not before I got a ticket for an expired tax disc
  
• Posted the arse end of the V5 form saying the car's been scrapped
  
• Been to the doctor twice
  
• Got the code for the car radio
  
• Bagged up a metric FUCKLOAD of recycling
  
• Got a replacement phone
  
• Went to PC *spit* world and failed to buy a flatscreen monitor
  
• Installed all the Mac voodoo to get iCal, iTunes, iPhoto to work with a Nokia N95
  

I don't expect tomorrow to be much different.

Chopper to EWR

Chopper to EWR
Originally uploaded by davehodg

I forgot to blog this. It was amazing. Highly recommended and a codeshare with continental so you can wave goodbye to your bags in Manhattan and get on with the business of traveling.

Aerial pic of Bath

Why window seats are important when flying.

Professors are arsewits too...

Liquidity is not P&L. Film at 11.

Stupid people

How stupid can people be?.

Oh yes, in Daily Mail world, they can be THIS stupid.

Damn, I forgot rule 1.

Led Zep reunion

Nothing to see here, move along.

One gig in several decades? Some bands of that era, with a better signature riff have been doing 100+ gigs a year since 1984...

Spirit of freedom

Chopper to EWR
Originally uploaded by davehodg

Chopper to Newark. Got this view!

Osteria al Doge, 142 W44th St, NY

OK, so my colleague had been grumbling about trying to find a bar somewhere round Times Square where our crack-fuelled travel department had put us. I said no to many seedy tourist traps, trusting that my trusty beer compass would find somewhere decent. After a sojourn in the insanely huge Toys'R'Us, I started registering quality on the radar and we found the above establishment.

Superb antipasti and the bartender mixologised me a superb espresso Martini. Wonderful.