Off On One Again

A blog of no interest to anyone apart from me. Highly egotistical. Somewhat ironic that once upon a time people kept diaries secret. Now we publish to the world, even if no-one is listening (or reading). This may include stuff on Greece, history, rugby, cricket, Health and Safety, Wales, genealogy and West Hendred. It will almost certainly include complete rants about things I find amusing, interesting or annoying. There is no guarantee that anyone will share my views!

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37, forgetful, cynical, sarcastic, would like to have been a struggling artist but ended up with a PhD in chemistry. Got bored with being in the lab, fell into Health and Safety and now can't get out of science without taking a pay cut. Rather enjoying the diversion into Environmental compliance. Unfit and terminally depressed. Lovely wife Sam - just about all that keeps me together. Son Rafferty GFX Hall born 24 Oct 2005 is growing up quickly. Greyhound (Buddy), cats (PJ and Boots), tortoises (Tinkerbell and Compost). Learning Greek at Evening Classes. Play Cricket badly for Didcot CC, haven't played rugby for years and am a little annoyed about that. According to my medical, am clincially obese. Earn far too little. Completed H&S and Environmental Diplomas

December 07, 2004

Inflatable Snowmen

Not only is the electric consumption of Didcot increasing due to the vast number of unnecessary lit adornments to houses, but the good burghers are indulging in on-upmanship with their lawn displays.

Inflatable snowmen! They are appearing across Didcot (and I suspect other places). So bloody large they need to be tethered down! Why does anyone see the need to spend a fortune on external lights that:
  • cause accidents (car drivers stopping to gawp)
  • increase power consumption and thus acid rain and global warming
  • look incredibly tasteless (OK, not to may taste)
  • cause light pollution
  • could well be defined in civil law as a nuisance

    As for the snowmen, I really want to go around the town late one night and slit the tethers, just to see the majestic sight of hundreds of the things floating into the horizon (more likely into the flight path of the nearest UFO or soldiers returning from Iraq to Abingdon).

    Humbug. Humbug. Humbug, Mr Baldrick?

2 Comments:

Blogger marvin said...

You could re-enact that fine Christmas tune, Walking in the Air, Didcot style. You could star as Aled Jones and float above the pylons and cooling towers, hand in hand with a plastic snowman. Lovely.

December 07, 2004  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Obviously a different class of drug in Birmingham!

A prat near us had a 6 foot plastic Father Christmas doing a cartwheel over his front porch. Dan always wants to get out of the car next to the house and kick the Santa very hard.

December 14, 2004  

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