R.I.P. John Challis. Tremendously gifted actor, but I would never have bought a used car from him. "Marleeeeeene!"

Ah, "A Matter of Honor", the Columbo episode with Ricardo Montalban. I still can't watch this without hearing "KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!" every time he's on screen.

Sitting in the rather excellent Bavaria Brauhaus (apologies for the crappy phone photo) in Glasgow having a Hofbrรคu Dunkel. Cheers! ๐Ÿป

Happy Birthday, Linux!

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Countless freedoms โค๏ธ

I'm watching, apparently, the 30 greatest hits of 1999 on Channel 5. To paraphrase a truly great song (covered endlessly, including Sinatra), "In 1999, it was a very poor year, a very poor year, for good music."

Congratulations to 's Charlotte Worthington winning a gold in the BMX Freestyle. It's the first time I've ever seen that bone-crushing event live. Gotta admit, it was a roller-coaster event of a competition, but I'm not sure I could watch it ever again. Good luck to the men, I'm off to bed!

In the process of dancing around my front room listening to the 12" version of Don't Leave Me This Way by The Communards & Sarah Jane Morris, my beer-gut nearly took out the TV and the media server.

What the heck: if that song doesn't make you wanna dance, I fear you have no soul.

Trying something slightly different while watching something slightly different: the F1 sprint qualifying at Silverstone. Cheers! ๐Ÿป

Seriously, do people still fall for this shit. I mean, at least that Nigerian Prince offered me some free money.

I swear to Linus: every time I do a BIOS/UEFI update I age about a year in the 5 minutes it takes. Even my ever-increasing bald patch is going grey.

Admittedly, that could be an undiagnosed medical condition.

Just watching "1994: Britain's Biggest Hits". I'm not saying it was a bad year musically, but it will most likely require surgery to remove the deodorant cans from my ear canals.

This is an urgent charity appeal on behalf of, well... me, to get me through tonight's Eurovision Song Contest.

One bottle of Newcastle Brown would enable me to suffer the inane banter between the two hosts during the opening segment. A four-pack would allow me to endure the incessant murdering of notes and chords which passes for music in this pageant of excrement.

A bottle of gin would let me drift slowly into unconsciousness during the results.

So, please, give generously. Thank you.

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