The Plashing Vole

Morning everybody. The lamentations of my readers have driven me back to the keyboard after taking a couple of weeks off for the Olympics...

Well, I'm not back in the Land of Pork Scratchings just yet - I'm still living in the Land of Polyester, where we breathe conditione...

Lots of fun at the Olympic fencing this evening - I take one evening off and the whole competition falls apart… just like life. The sooner ...

Good evening, gentle readers. For this week-and-a-bit only, I'm blogging 'on location', namely my delightful cousins' deligh...

Right, dear readers, it's time for me to shut down the computer and toddle off to That London to play my small part in the Olympics. If ...

One of the problems with multinational online retailers' algorithms is that they've got no sense of humour. I use - when unavoidable...

Right, that's quite enough of the Mountain Lion dictation nonsense. I tried it with an academic book, with which it coped quite well exc...

This morning I'm trying to use the new Mac OSx dictation software. Any errors are therefore the responsibility of Apple Macintosh and th...

Another post, another trip back in time. I like Private Eye , though more for the investigative journalism than the rather tired jokes. Th...

Got a letter today, dated 8th July 2012. Forwarded from the house I lived in four years ago. Oh right. Interesting. I phone the J...

If you're a regular reader, you'll be familiar with my contention that Back to the Future  is a left-liberal critique of Reagan'...

Obviously I don't care a jot if one set of capitalist annoy another set of capitalists by infringing their stupid copyrights. But this a...

(Sorry about the formatting: Blogger seems to have broken). Lots of people are pointing out that 50 Shades of Grey is utterly repetitiv...

I've spent the last couple of days fantasising about inappropriate film remakes. Then Shackleford Hurtmore tells me that there's a H...

Where did it all go wrong for the inhabitants of the British Isles? It's tempting, of course, to blame the Romans. No Romans, no withdra...

I met this little chap outside my office just now, looking rather distressed by the unseasonable weather (yes, it is unseasonable to get bla...

Listing my desires for remakes yesterday, I entirely forgot to mention this one: Sunset Boulevard , starring Jordan and Russell Kane (if I...

Nicolas Robinson is an idiot . He was walking home from his girlfriend's house during last summer's riots, and opportunistically s...

Well done Bradley Wiggins for being the first Brit to win the Tour de France. Emma reminds me that this song - by Dermot Morgan, later famed...

An idle conversation yesterday about Hollywood's addiction to remakes led to us speculating about the few decent films which haven't...