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DT #342, 8 December 2014 (Adnams Yuletide)   1 comment

Adnams Yuletide

 

John Lydon (piss drunk),
Sheldonian Theatre,
Oxford Monday night.

Name: Adnams Yuletide
Type: bitter
Venue: Four Candles, Oxford

John Lydon 1a

Review/notes: Dirty and repetitive and alcoholic: butter salesman and former Sex Pistol Johnny Rotten spoke at the Sheldonian Theatre (designed by Christopher Wren, a fabulous venue). If you’ve seen him on tele twice (or more) then you’ve heard everything he said tonight, but it was still fun…in the way getting stuck in a bar conversation with a thoroughly lubricated old cunt can be once you resign yourself to it (meet me down the pub sometime if you’d like to test this theory).

The beer was likewise earthy, derivative (of other Adnams ales), and strong.  A winter warmer for standing on a cold train station platform.

John Lydon 2a

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DT #328, 24 November 2014 (Tuborg)   Leave a comment

Tuborg

Read Buffett liners,
“And get drunk on Tuborg beer.”
Oxford, Come Monday.

Name: Tuborg
Type: lager
Venue: Four Candles, Oxford

Review/notes: Two Mondays in a row meeting Jackie at the Fork Handles and I really fancied a lager before the ride home.  She had been to the libraries and then did a bit of used record shopping coming up with a copy of A White Sportcoat And a Pink Crustacean, so a Tuborg it had to be.

Oh, right…the holiday running streak continued with 3.2 miles after a sub-group meeting with the boss (despite my broken toe suffered overnight…more on that tomorrow).  Did a trot through the University Park then out toward Summertown before looping back to the labs.  Nippy out.

2014-11-24 oxford 3.2miles

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DT #234, 22 August 2014 (Circle Cider Roundabout)   1 comment

Circle Cider Roundabout

Magic Roundabout
A terrifying structure
As is it’s namesake.

Name: Circle Cider Roundabout
Type: cider
Venue: house

Review/notes: Circle Cider is fantastic (the company, not the product).  They take windfall apples and create truly local and artisan ciders that, despite the great idea, are a bit gamey and even a foul.  I’ll still try the others as this one started to grow on me about halfway through but I wouldn’t rush out for it if I were you.

It was a day of high expectations dashed…I picked up this record at a thrift store based entirely on the goofy cover.  A word to Winnie: next time try less honky and more tonky.  This would have been a lot better on the Hammond organ during an ice hockey match.

Winifred Atwell's Honky Tonk Piano Party

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DT #081, 22 Mar 2014 (Finca Las Moras Syrah)   Leave a comment

Finca Las Moras Syrah

Though often dated…
“When in Rome do as Romans do.”
Phil Ochs knocks me out.

Name: Finca Las Moras Syrah
Type: red wine
Venue: house

Review/notes: The wine was surprisingly good, more complex than the price tag hinted, dark purple to almost black like a really dreadful bruise, and fuller than a typical shiraz [syrah] with a mouth more like a decent merlot.

Jackie’s retail gig ends in a week and to mourn the loss of coinage we cracked open a few old CDs I transferred from old cassette tapes originally recorded from WREK and WRFG broadcasts in Atlanta.  Hit a Phil Ochs set that included the full 13 minute version of When in Rome on a show called What The Folk (guessing the tape was made around 1987 or so).  Most good Ochs songs require a serious grounding in politics and culture of 1960’s America but this one is good and disturbing even without Cliffs Notes.

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Swindon Pride 2013 — Family and Despot Friendly Version   Leave a comment

swindon pride 2013 trixie cunmore

Nudity and gratuitously public displays of deviant sexual behaviour were glaringly absent; and, the consensus seemed to be that all the political victories were already won (despite the situation coming to a head in Russia with open threats against openly gay athletes in the impending Winter Olympics).  In 30 years of going to these Gay Day thingies in Atlanta, Amsterdam, Tucson, and Swindon (2011 and 2012), I have never seen a more complacent bunch of people.

swindon pride 2013 whispering i's 2

Mind you, the acts were better than in years past and the Whispering I was already playing ahead of their scheduled slot on the published programme (which is always more a guideline than an actual timetable).

swindon pride 2013 whispering i's

The Focus on the Family Theme meant there were shitloads of small children (which really give me the willies).  On more than one occasion, the recent same-sex marriage legislation was touted as though there were nothing left to achieve.  The more addled of the few flamboyant characters were treated to mild derision — same as any other year, but this year they seemed to be singled out.

 

swindon pride 2013 wtf

On the plus side, the Corsairs ruled:

swindon pride 2013 corsairs

Rank be damned, if this guy isn’t a “Rear Admiral” then I’ve never seen one:

swindon pride 2013 rear admiral

We were handed a flyer for a band and decided to wander up to the stage they were scheduled to play at only to find them standing around prima-donna-ing about the sound and the shift in the programme that had them going on 10 minutes early.  A guy that had been smoking pot behind us down in the bowl stepped up, plugged in his guitar, and did a mini-set including some Kate Bush, Oasis, and some of his own music.  Didn’t catch his name (truly an impromptu performance) but he was easily the most talented solo act we saw.

swindon pride 2013 impromptu set 2

Josephine and the Artisans finally started setting up during the stoner dude’s set — with the lead singer looking shocked an d worried about following such a good act.  They all seemed very talented: the string section members were awesome, the rock contingent were a decent band all in their own right, and the rappers were decent even if you aren’t much of a hip hop fan.  NONE of it worked together and we headed home halfway through the 2nd song.

swindon pride 2013 josephine and the artisanj 1

 

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The News of the Week Ending 10 March 2013   Leave a comment

There was little exercise and fuck-all going out for anything aside from bare necessities this week as fever, aches, and blinding congestive pressure took hold.  To have something new for the blog this week, I did what I always do when ill…I scanned the news.  Here are some highlights from the week.

Dogs And Owners Gather For 2013 Crufts Dog Show

The Crufts Dog Show started this week and will continue for much of the next 8 months.  I used to think that the BBC should dedicate a channel exclusively to darts, snooker, and Crufts but a friend pointed out that they already have one called BBC 2.  It is interesting to see the odd breeds that have developed over the years, though.

Venezuela Election

Rest in peace, brother Chavez.

Once, me and Hugo were out drinking and, boy, could he put it away!  I overdid it and puked all over myself, covering my shirt in filth.  “What am I going to tell Jackie?  She hates when I embarrass myself in front of heads-of-state.”

Thinking quickly, Hugo stuffed a 20 peso note in my shirt pocket: “tell her a guy at the bar did this and gave you the note to pay for the cleaning.”

I got back to the hacienda and she hit the roof and I told her Hugo’s story at which point she calmed right down–Hugo was a genius of crisis control.

Then, Jackie said, “hey, Bun…why are there TWO twenties in your shirt?”

“Oh, that other one is from the guy that shit in my pants.”

NK boy band

North Korea severed musical relations with Seoul during the week.  Here we see evidence of Pyongyang’s development of prohibited Boy Band Technology.  Worrying though this may be, few experts believe that this is Da Bomb.

Four years in England   3 comments

res permit front

So, four years now (or, rather, next week it will be…here’s the annual reports for years Three, Two, and One for historical perspective).

We just received our new visas valid until 2016 but plan to take the next step toward citizenship in a year, Indefinite Leave to Remain…sort of the British Green Card.  There is an exam, first, but in general it is all downhill from here.

The view from Western Street near the new house...also all downhill

The view from Western Street near the new house…also all downhill

Additionally, we are in the process of moving house (which is why I rushed the annual report a week forward) from just north of the Oasis over to Old Town to a house situated close walks to either the Beehive or the Castle or the Globe (recently reopened!)—three locals instead of one and all three of high quality—and dozens of others a short walk. The new house has three bedrooms each larger than its counterpart in the old house, the two receptions are larger and made into more of an open-plan configuration, the bath is larger and has a tub (not just a shower), and there is a finished basement; on the down side, the kitchen is a little narrower and more primitive as is the small garden but everything we do and everywhere we normally go in Swindon (save for the butcher) is so close.

The only races I did this past year were the London Marathon (5 pubs plus a can of Carling on the last mile) and the Beerathon (5 miles with a pint and a hefty food item between each) and the mileage run for the year suffered from this lack of focus—1950 give or take about 25 (most estimates pretty good using gmap-pedometer), while the last several years (except for the year of the wreck) were in the 2200-2500 range.

year 4 pub graph

On the runs, I visited  255 new pubs with a stunning 67 new ones (steep part of the graph) in September when I took two weeks off work and ran at least 10 miles per day in new territory each day. The 1000th wasn’t as big a thrill as I thought it would be, but I saw some really nice places and met some really fine folk. The September holiday found me visiting Gloucester, South Wales, Slough (exotic, I know) and Exeter along with some nearer-to-Swindon trips. The 100 Yellow Beer Challenge was responsible for a lot of second visits to pubs I might not otherwise have gone to after an initial stop and many of these seemed better the second time around. Oh, and my Workingman’s Club appears to have failed or at least hasn’t been open the last several times I’ve popped by (I have a grand one scoped out for the new neighbourhood, though).

Best pubs in Year Four (reverse order by First Visit write-up):
The Southgate Inn, Devizes
Byron’s, Swindon
The Hop Inn, Swindon
Dicey Reilly’s, Teignmouth
The Brass Monkey, Teignmouth
One Eyed Jack’s, Gloucester
Ye Olde Red Lion, Tredegar
The Rose of Denmark, Woolwich
The Volunteer Rifleman’s Arms
The Green Dragon, Marlborough
The British Lion, Devizes
The Blue Boar, Alsbourne (for the Dr. Who connections)

Favourite write-ups:
Postboxes
British Citizenship Exam Prep
Risk Assessment-Bins
Oxford Tourists
Assize Court, Bristol

Cock Flavour
Paul Simon in Hyde Park
Edie’s Lawn
The hunt
The Bremen Musicians (German children’s story)
Sex Tourism in Wiltshire
Modern Algebra for Omid
Burns’ Day Lunch

There are others search for ‘made me laugh.’  The blog may or may not have made some of the over 100,000 visitors laugh, but the damn fools keep checking in (that’s you, that is).

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