Cold Case

How is it that all the witnesses on Cold Case can remember what song was playing at the time?

Eggnominious Failure

Last weekend, having bought a coffee and a hot bread roll, I set out to make myself a bacon and egg roll. Now the plan was to do this using the microwave, so that it could be done quickly and made with the roll still warm.

Bacon was quickly done to perfection but a medium-high minute later, catastrophe! Egg explosion. Everywhere! Clearly, despite the yolk having been punctured and the container having been covered, one minute on medium-high was way too long. It was in fact enough time for the yolk to reach egglear fission-achieving temperatures with the cover being blown off and mutant egg fallout strewn throughout the oven.

The most depressing thing was not the minimalist bacon roll that I had been reduced to or even the substantial mess that needed to be cleaned-up afterwards. No, the most depressing aspect of the whole sorry saga was being confronted with the irrefutable evidence that yet another piece of knowledge, humble though it have may been, had been lost from my mind.

Above Us Only Sky

Below us only Wolves and West Ham...

Some wit has added that to the plaque on the John Lennon statue at Liverpool.

I can't remember a time when the Liverpool derby featured both teams in the bottom four. And to add to Liverpool's pain, having lost again and sunk to second last, even the additional line on the plaque doesn't read true anymore.

Last of The Soul Men

Solomon Burke was huge in every sense of the word. Father of over 21 kids according to the voice-over at the end of this track.

And now he's gone too. On the same day as Dame Joan Sutherland no less. But I'm a soul man rather than an opera fan, so while I can appreciate La Stupenda's reputation, it is the death of the last of the 60's male soul greats that leaves me with the greater sense of loss.

The Little Guys

Tony Curtis and Norman Wisdom are both with us no more. The world's just lost 2 of its greatest little guys. While both were big stars in their day, it was through their characters that I remember them.

When we were kids, Tony Curtis was Danny Wilde in The Persuaders alongside Roger Moore's Lord Brett Sinclair. In what has to be one of the greatest opening credits ever made on TV with a great John Barry theme, Tony Curtis's character, Danny Wilde, was shown as the street fighter who had to battle his way all through life in stark contrast to his lofty offsider.

Norman Wisdom was from an even earlier era and while we certainly didn't understand any of the social satire, as kids you couldn't help but identify with the beleaguered Pitkin as he struggled his way against the odds with nothing but his good intentions to get him through.

In a world where stardom and fame are everything and yet which still feels all the more fleeting for it, the characters played by Tony Curtis and Norman Wisdom leave us with a sense of longing for a time that seemed more innocent and genuine. It's illusory of course but then that's what actors do. May they both rest in peace.

People Walking Backwards

Is rubbish.

Job Search Results Check - 3

Only 228 jobs listed for the week following the September quarter. That's the lowest figure for the year and down from over 600 in July.

I guess you don't want to be looking for work in October...