I’m working on the new site. It will pummel this expired one you’re reading to the dirt.
Things you realise when designing a website:
1. Designing it is fine but what about content? It needs to be functional and efficient as well as looking fly. I designed it in about an hour and will now spend 3 million months fiddling with sentences, deleting and re-typing words.
Lately we’ve been going to places we don’t know for drives and walks to calm Isaac down when he’s tired or being hardwork. Sunday we ended up in Barry Island - home of a whack ass (and life threatening in some cases) ‘Fun Fair’, seaside tack and Gavin & Stacey. That last one is a TV programme set in Barry, which it seems the town are proud of, see sign below:
Whilst strolling round the island (it’s not an island really - but it liked to think of itself as one in the late 1800s) we succumb to the lure of chips and doughnuts… which I think were dodgy because I had a wish washy belly after eating them. In fact, I cant look at this picture >
The wind roared in our faces and we weren’t entertaining the ‘Pleasure Beach’ so we continued our drive along the coast passing through several Vale of Glamorgan villages which we wished we lived in.
Isaac’s new shoes. A gift from my sister from her holiday in New Zealand. Man, I wish they came in size 10.
Nicknacks have always been a big gun in the world of crisps for me but now they’re operating on a new plinth - they brought out a new flavour: my favourite Pickled Onion. Party in my tummy, all these crisps are invited. Yum. Olives stuffed with feta are climbing the snack charts at our house too and we’ve/i’ve discovered a new condiment full of PHAT/FAT spicy flavours by Hela: Spicy Curry Ketchup. It’s sweet and tangy. Yum. Seriously. Yum.
The future apparently is going to be in 3D. If you look closely (very closely) above you can see Gav at the back checking out Sunday’s football on Sky in 3D. This was a trial run in 9 cities by the honchos at Sky who plan to launch a 3D channel in May. Holy crap, a 3D football channel? Whatever next. Hopefully though the 3D element wont interfere with the actual watching of the game. Gavin did confirm to me in a official statement that the results were a mixed bag with some angles being mind blowing and others being ineffective. Nevertheless the nerds and football fans among us will be psyched to the point of blowing up about this new development.
One thing though, could you really relax watching a game at home with those glasses on? Perhaps cushioned ones need to be considered.
Who knows what format Isaac will watch football in when he’s grown up. Perhaps 100D i.e. The game is implanted into your eyes and you can make goal line clearances.
Hotspur magazine (Official Tottenham Hotspur publication) have printed a photo I sent in of Isaac reading their magazine in this months’ issue. I have a theory that they printed it not only because it’s funny but because in the message I used as much cockney rhyming slang to humour these lads in London as i could e.g. ‘Having a butchers’ which they even printed! Check out page 11 and isaac’s there in the Snapped section sharing a page with Wilson Palacios. Spurs get 36,000 plus people to watch home games so that could mean at least half of that total could be strolling round with a picture of Isaac in their magazine at the next home game. And that’s amazing.
When was the last time you walked out of the cinema? Before last night, for me it was when we went to see ‘Gigantic’ about a year ago. That film was tacky and pretentious. Anyway, last night we again practiced the art of ducking out in the dark without disturbing people during The Road at Chapter in Cardiff. Sometimes you need to weigh up whether a film is worth sitting through or whether you could do something else. Now, I watch all sorts of films and my mind is open, sometimes it’s too open and last night I wish it was a little narrower.
Never have I seen such a bleak and miserable film. NEVER. Obviously some people may dig the darkness of it and I knew it was about the apocalypse but I assumed there would be some hope for humanity somewhere. I checked out the ending on Wikipedia and from my buddy Mr Hughes who’s read the book and it turns out that there is ‘0.01% hope but not much’. There is also one scene in the film which has given me nightmares - I cannot stop thinking about it, it’s disturbed me to my core. And considering last night was a rare night where we got a babysitter this was a terrible way to spend a few Isaac-less hours.
Future nights of this kind will be planned more effectively.