Whose Who's Who?

How exciting! I've been approached to appear in Who's Who!


















I can't make that any bigger unfortunately so assuming you don't have microscopic sight, click on it to see it more legibly.

Quite impressive eh? They're keen too - I have received two of these now. I wonder which of my many feats and individual achievments are being recognised here? Perhaps taking 2 years to knit a scarf? Or maybe the peak reached last weekend when I somehow shut the fridge door on my own head. Nah, CP said she wouldn't tell anyone about that. Maybe it's just for services to blogging.

I like the disclaimer at the end though: 'Madison Who's Who is not associated or affiliated with Marquis Who's Who or any other Who's Who'. Glad they cleared that up.

Whatever you are doing on Saturday, cancel it

...and get down to Brixton Academy. Unless of course, you have already got your ticket for this:


DAVID ICKE: EXPOSING THE DREAMWORLD WE BELIEVE TO BE REAL - THE BRIXTON ACADEMY, MAY 24TH

David will be presenting his information in a seven-hour talk at the Brixton Academy in London on Saturday, May 24th. It will involve hundreds of illustrations and supporting material and include his latest information and insights into the world the public never see.

Two years ago this event sold out in advance and interest in David's work has soared since then.

****

Awesome. Seven hours! For more details, why not pop over to Mr Icke's website.

Looks like it's sold out sadly. I missed out last time he was in Brixton too, back in May 2006, which I also got excited about here. Next time....

Why the long face? Because you're a tw@t

Earlier in the year I got a bit hot under the collar about an irritating, hateful advert plastered across the Underground click this and scroll down a bit to read the original item + my slightly embarrassing cop out chat with one of the advertising bods responsible. I did wimp out of really venting myself for paranoid fear of getting in some kind of legal difficulties. However, one man who really really didn't hold back at all is Richard Herring. His no-holds barred, splenetic view of the advert is here. Tombolablog on the pulse, as always. Herring wrote that in February.


Happily, I've not seen the ad for quite some time.

Parker planted a purple pepper

I know what you've been thinking:

'Hey Tombola, after the success of your gardening adventures last summer, what will you be trying this year?'

Funny you should ask! We've been busy recently starting work on some new home grown veg. While not having as much room as we did in Brixton, our new place does have a small garden and we've been able to get a few things going. There doesn't seem anywhere obvious to get record-breaking sunflowers going this time around. My attempt to wrest the title from Ak may have to wait.

A couple of weeks ago we got things underway indoors, planting tomatoes, peppers (new for 2008!), and, excitingly, some of the runner beans that were kept from last year's crop. The circle of life indeed.



Our bathroom windowsill, last week.






At the weekend I got creative with another growbag, this time putting together a cane / twine trellis combo that I'm rather proud of.







I also took some precautionary anti-pest measures, involving some pretty unpleasant wire reclaimed from a disposable BBQ (shredding my fingers in the process). Slugs will need to be Steve McQueen on a motorbike to get past that.



Look out for more thrilling horticulture hi-jinks over the coming weeks, vegetable fans!

Come on, cops....

Haven't you got anything better to do? You know, like stopping people stabbing each other or something?

Anyone?

Hi, I'm Ed Winchester...

While perusing the latest issue of Viz earlier, I suddenly remembered something from my recent trip to Ireland*. On the flight from Heathrow - Dublin, I had a flick through the in-flight magazine and out of it fell a slip of paper. The slip of paper looked like this:
















and on the other side it looked like this:
















How intriguing! Who is this mystery lady? And why does she want to know where I was going?

I love things like this! Flashmobs, Join Me, secret gigs... At the time I remember being quite excited and comparing it to Charlie Bucket finding a golden ticket, or perhaps some kind of global treasure hunt/mystery. Then I had the idea of leaving an invite to Tombolablog's forthcoming nuptials (thanks) in a similar place and seeing if a mystery guest showed up on the day. CP was less keen on this idea. Rightly so, some might say.

I'll email the address now and report any further developments...


* I remembered it because I had a copy of Viz with me on the flight and put the paper in there for safe-keeping.


EDIT (12/5/08)
The email address written on that paper doesn't work - it bounced straight back. So I tried hotmail.co.uk instead. That didn't bounce, but I haven't heard anything back either. Ho hum.