Again. Since moving over from WordPress.com to WordPress.org, my blog has been broken numerous times. Two or three occasions were down to a plugin being hacked. It was almost certainly hacked just the once, but it took more than one go at reinstating the blog to fix the problem. On another two or three occasions, the blog simply shut down and disappeared for no good reason. Which left me with more time consuming repair work to do.
Measuring the coming and going of the seasons should be a near enough exact science. According to the calendar, autumn begins on September 22nd. My preference is to allocate seasons into more organised three month blocks. Winter is December, January and February. Spring claims March, April and May. Summer spreads itself across June, July and August. Obviously, autumn is September and October. Continue reading “Season’s End”
This is a public service announcement by the Mexile in association with an awful lost of frustration and angst. Roughly 24 hours before Mrs P and I were due to fly to Mexico for our two week holiday, there was what I shall refer to as an ‘incident’. I won’t bore you with the details of the ‘incident’. Just one of the consequences. The most pressing consequence. Mrs P was no longer in possession of her Biometric Residence Permit. This Continue reading “Travelling On A Lost/Stolen BRP”
A while ago I came across a Facebook post title, ‘If You Had To Choose One Museum In Mexico City, what would it be?’, with the basic premise that the visitor will be in the city for just three days. I never got around to putting in my suggestion, but I enjoyed reading other people’s recommendations. I’ve seen my fair share of Mexico City’s museums. In fact, there can’t be that many people who’ve been to more of the city’s museums than I. Continue reading “One CDMX Museum”
Notting Hill Carnival is held over two days. We went on Sunday, which is designated family day. Children can come and marvel at the costumes in a safe, friendly and welcoming environment. Indeed, kids are encouraged to participate in the processions, giving them the opportunity to dress up and and have fun. Continue reading “Family Day”
I’ve grown to really enjoy taking photos with my iPhone. More so than I do taking photos with my Fuji. I guess there’s a couple of reasons for this. My iPhone is a more convenient tool. It’s more instant, in that snaps are sent straight to the cloud and are ready for processing and sharing straightaway. The quality in good light is also excellent these days. I’m really looking forward to seeing what advances the iPhone 7 will bring when Continue reading “Notting Hill Carnival”
The date was April 16th 1988, and yours truly was on his way to see Liverpool FC play at Wembley. For the best part of a couple of decades, Wembley was my ‘local’ stadium. I went to see plenty of games there, mostly to watch England play. But on this day I was going to see the mighty reds grace Wembley’s hallowed turf for the first time. England’s finest at the home of football. The occasion was the Football League Centenary Continue reading “Wembley Stadium”
In August 2006 I paid up for a Flickr Pro account. I’ve had a decade of use on the platform now, and still love it. Since 2006 I’ve swapped cameras multiple times, changed blogging platforms a half dozen times but I’ve never found anything that is an improvement on Flickr. It’s cheap, it’s reliable, it’s versatile and it looks great on any device.
Tonight the baton will be passed by London to Rio, and the British capital will no longer be the current Olympic city. It scarcely feels like it was 4 years ago that Mrs P and I took our seats in the Olympic stadium in the revitalised east London borough chosen for the site of the games. It was a fabulous day and, though I may be biased, a fabulous four weeks of sports and entertainment. Continue reading “Farewell London”
A couple of weeks ago I took a walk through a past life. A quarter of a century ago I was still a teenager, albeit approaching the end of those years. I worked for a posh convenience store called Cullens in Gloucester Road, Kensington. And for a while I had a very posh address on Oakley Street. The actual accommodation that I called home was anything but posh. A bedsit with a communal toilet and shower room a couple of flights Continue reading “The Hooligan Years”
The British calendar can be a complicated affair sometimes. Sure, some holiday dates are fixed. Christmas Day and Bonfire night, for example, are always on the 25th December and 5th November. Other dates are fixed-ish. May Day is rarely on 1st May, unlike pretty much everywhere else in the world, but as it is always on the first Monday in May. It’s not too hard to work out. Then there are the variable date holidays. Easter falls sometime Continue reading “Summer Lottery”
I took a friend to Notting Hill recently. One reason for this trip and one reason only. The movie. And it was a very good movie. We walked down Portabello Road, past the antique shops and on to the street market. We stopped for photos outside Mr Thacker’s bookshop. Which is now a trashy souvenir shop. And we had breakfast in a bistro. Continue reading “Notting Hill”
The dust is beginning to settle on the Brexit referendum. The pound is beginning to settle on the seabed of the financial world. The Leave campaigners who won the day have
settled into plush jobs to oversee our disentanglement from the EU scarpered. The Brexit campaigners are settling on the finer details of how to put their promises into action have disowned all their key promises. But the debate continues and the matter of, or at Continue reading “The Referendum on Race”
Fifteen years ago, I worked as a service station manager for Texaco. Technically I worked for Star Service Stations Ltd, a wholly owned subsiduary of Texaco. A lengthy name, no doubt part of a tax reduction scheme. Whatever. It was for the most part the devil’s own work and I spent the best part of a decade despising my job. But the pay was quite good, so I stuck around and despised it all the way up to 2005 when I eventually had had Continue reading “The Euro Pioneer”
Enough of Brexit for today. Instead, I have a little reminder that England is still, at least in parts, a land worthy of building Jerusalem upon. Although quite frankly, given the trouble they have with Jerusalem in it’s current location, perhaps it’s best left where it is.
We have never been to Jerusalem. We have now been to Minterne Gardens though, and a very peaceful, green and pleasant place it is. Click here to see a few more photos…