Thursday, September 28, 2006

Day 81: I Go To North London

14 comments:

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Hello. I am glad you're new here. I like that. That is all.

Anonymous said...

Really enjoying your blog, I found you through your fame on Jonny B's blog after the gum incident.

So if you see that someone else has spent a ridiculous amount of working hours reading pages and pages of your blog, it may well be me!

Shar

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Shar, hello. Nice to have you.

Anonymous said...

Ok me too

Intrigued by the gum thing and latterly by the sock thing

Anonymous said...

off topic - but my colleague lives in Brixton and is convinced all the squirrels are on crack

Anonymous said...

I used to have just one blog I had to read: JonnyB. But someone over there lead me here and I read the whole damn thing in one go.
Now I have TWO blogs I have to read. Thank you.
How's the not smoking going?
Oh, and don't underestimate your foreign readers. I know who Bruce Forsyth is...

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Anonymous - hello hello. I am too. (Gum and socks.)

Phillip - it's true, as it goes - dealers bury it in our lush open spaces (i.e. patches of grass with trees on), the squirrels dig it up, and, well, eat it.

Anonymous said...

is this word verification working?

irkjujuu - well it certainly irks when it doesnt

indigo said...

Yay - another great blog to visit. (I came here from JonnyB.)

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Phillip, stop being so cross.Indigo, thank you for your kind words.

Anonymous said...

Regarding that map: You forgot to heed the advice of your Great Aunt Olive: "One can simply never go North of the park (Hyde, that is), nor South of the river (Thames)". Now I know that is impractical as you have daringly decided to live SOTR, but surely you would not willingly go to Camden? Except maybe to the Jazz Cafe when absolutely essential?

Anonymous said...

sorry - i had typed in a fabulous anecdote about fading blue socks to show some solidarity with your predicament, but couldnt post it.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Maman - I have to go THROUGH Camden in search of Nirvana. And anyway, it's not ME who got in a cab and asked to be taken to Cundwit Street. Just sayin'.

Philip - Come along now, do have a go, I can't wait.

Anonymous said...

I have a lot of blue socks because they mostly go with everything in my wardrobe. I have other socks that go with the other stuff though.

Some socks are easy to identify their corresponding pair – there is a sort of pattern weaved in. My five pairs of plain blue socks are peculiar in that they conspire to all fade at a slightly different rate.

Meaning that it sometimes appears that I have ten odd plain blue socks.

It takes some time and some concentration to get them all paired up correctly. The task is made worse if one or more socks get left behind in the

a) washing basket
b) washing machine
c) dryer
d) somewhere else

These peoplecoudl be your sock nirvana

http://www.socksforsir.com/

They provide a sock subsription service.

You could get (using your Excel skills) a statistical analysis of "Sock Loss" and an optimum "Sock Replenishment Schedule"


I'll just see myself out....its just i've had the whole weekend to think about...through this door is it..?

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