Showing posts with label Alistair Cooke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alistair Cooke. Show all posts

Friday, 20 November 2020

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 20th November, 2020

20th November, 2020


Hmmm … 

I was due a delivery, yesterday.

A couple of them, actually.

A blu-ray box set, and a USB stick in one.

And a laptop: for a training course I’m due to start next week, and be assessed for, today.

The laptop hasn’t turned up.

I think I have a problem.

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I’m must admit, I’m mildly annoyed.

Not just by the disappeared laptop … but by a song.

Or, at least, by Radio One’s decision to play an edited version Fairy Tale of New York.

Because teens might be offended.

Can I suggest you buy the ’87 original from your favourite music provider?

Or, at least, look it up on Spotify or Youtube, turn up the volume, and play the bejeebers out of it!


Honestly, you’d think rock and roll wasn’t supposed to be offensive!

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Sunday, 12 August 2018

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 12-8-2018: World Elephant Day

12th August, 2018.


Yep: it’s a Sunday.

It’s officially another early start.

And frankly?

It’s time like this unemployment seems attractive.

Well … aspects of it, anyway.

The ones that let me get up after 4am on a Sunday morning!

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Oh, just as a thought … ?

You’ve possibly worked out I’m a Dr Who fan: one following the news — or lack of news — about the upcoming eleventh series with a certain amount of interest.

Apparently?

The new TARDIS set has been leaked*.

If it’s the photo I think it is … ?

It looks interestingly crystalline!

I know the BBC are probably not happy about that leak: it’s their content, after all.

But I can’t help but think a few more publicity shots would be … your know …

Nice … !


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Sunday, 20 November 2016

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 20-11-2016

Right … 

I’m at work again, today.

Something I can’t complain about: although I’ll have to make sure I put some leave forms in.

There’s no trains service on Christmas Day and Boxing Day.   So if I want to salvage some sort of pay out of the day, I need to try and get those forms in.

That’s not what’s worrying me.

What’s worrying me is Storm Angus: the first named storm of the winter.

Frankly?

I don’t think this part of Essex is suffering too badly … 

But I have just looked out of my window, quickly.

I’m going to get wet, walking to Brentwood Station … 

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