Top Gear

Anyone who knows me (and this includes you!) will know that I'm a fan of BBC2's Top Gear. I like that it democratizes celebrity by making its guests take the same test around the same track in the same car.


Whilst trawling the internet for, er, essential research material over Christmas, I discovered the true extent to which people love Top Gear.


Linked below are the friuts of an as-yet unnamed New Zealander, who has faithfully recreated the Suzuki Liana and the test track at the Top Gear airfield. If I was wearing my hat, it would be permanently removed in salute. Unnkown New Zealander, you are a hero.

http://www.muddleglum.orconhosting.net.nz/darktopgear.htm

Enjoy.

Darts

Afternoon,

I have been deeply impressed in the last week by the skill and commitment shown by the darts players in the BDO World Championship. I have also been moved by the deft turns of phrase of the commentators, as well as the lunacy of some of the paying visitors attire.

I have been playing pool since everything was black and white, and with an impending move and severe change in my cash situation - Darts will be my sport for 2008. It was going to be golf. I was thinking about joining a pool league. No, darts will win because it is:

• Free
• Helps my arithmetic
• A sport I can practise indoors in a relatively small area

It's only three days to payday, I've been in touch with Greggs for a bulk delivery of Steak Bakes. Watch this space.

Bad Decisions

Have you ever made a decision? I have. 

Have you ever made a good decision? A long time ago I decided to stop jumping off the tops of low-ish buildings onto grass. This is an example of a good, no, very good decision.

Have you ever made a bad decision? Shortly before I decided to stop jumping off the tops of low-ish buildings, I decided to...try jumping off the tops of low-ish buildings. Bad decision.

Have you ever made a decision that was so bad, so fundamentally flawed in every aspect that if somehow you could summon Henry Moore from his eternal rest to sculpt this very decision, his finished work would be the word "WRONG" in delightfully fluid, eight feet high marble letters; so wrong it keeps you awake at night; so wrong even it keeps you awake AT WORK; so very wrong you feel you may have irretriveably altered the entire course of your or humanity's history? 

Really, only a few people could make such spectacularly poor judgements.

Some suggest George Bush made a bad decision about his whole foriegn policy. I don't think it was his decision at all. He's just easily persuaded.

The member of staff at White Star who forgot to hand the key back for the binocular cabinet. Very poor decision (with the perfect vision that is hindsight).

Though I like to think of genii who made bad decisions as a comparison. Take Robert Oppenheimer. Genius. Undoubtedly. Also, father of the Atomic Bomb, an item which has kept humanity in fear for nearly sixty three fluctuatingly, stomach-churningly tense years. To explode it? Without question, bad decision for humanity and half a million unknowing Japanese.

But nothing, nothing, is as bad as the decision to let your girlfriend go. Without really wanting her to go. 

No guarantee of returning to the place you once had. Life isn't like Mark's and Spencers where exchanges can be made if you change your mind. Life may decide to give you a refund on those underpants, but the chances are you won't get a penny.

This is my bad decision. I will have to live with the fact I made it for the rest of my life. 

Whether she comes back or not.

I'm back!

Howdy blog,

I have returned from the wilderness to post some more ramblings on line.

More details later. Or earlier, because the newer stuff is at the top.