Sunday, 26 April 2009

The Zombie Chicken Award

Don't Feed the Pixies has done me the great honour of finding this blog a worthy recipient of this much coveted award.
Let me first of all tell you that I couldn't have done it without my producer, my sound recordist, my aunt Molly and uncle Bert, my ..., oh, this isn't the Oscars, is it.
Still, believe me when I tell you that I am weeping tears of gratitude.

Now, about that list of things I love: how about pet gripes instead ?

Here are my seven:

Counting your blessings,
Men who hog the remote,
The fact that chocolate makes you fat,
Bad grammar,
Celandines and Welsh poppies (both these thugs hide their evil intent under a pretty
Mobile phone users on trains/buses, who ring home to say that they're on
the train/bus.


  1. Richard Branson should receive some sort of award for introducing a 'Silent Zone' on all his trains. (Coach F). Even the conducter when announcing 'what's what' on the train over the PA lowers his voice to a hushed whisper when reaching Coach F.
    Let's start a campaign- 'Immob. the mob.', in the hope that other train operators will catch on.

  2. Thanks for commenting,billaitch, and yes, definitely, let's.
    So, who else is in ?

  3. I don't mind eavesdropping on an interesting conversation but most of them are so boring ...


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