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So in I popped to Radio Shack (which is the American equivalent of Tandy – RIP) to ask them about an outdoor antenna set up for receiving over-the-air HD. It’s better than your average cable or satellite signal, and it’s free (the signal, not the antenna). I’m also loathe to pay a premium to my [...]

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This credit collapse/meltdown/armageddon is a curious one to fathom. Do you not think? What are you lot seeing and hearing? It seems like any response seems wholly inappropriate. For example, if you acknowledge there’s a squeeze going on but then follow up with how it isn’t affecting you and you’re bucking the trend, you’re a [...]

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In terms of our marketing, not only am I omnipotent but I also have a certain omnipresence. By this, I mean I track every single email as it bounces about between all concerned parties. More often than not it just means I hold an extra saved copy of an email, but every now and again [...]

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Welder in Space Because I’m as dimwitted as the rest of you, my first thoughts on learning that space had some sort of aroma led me to dismissing the concept out of hand. We all know there’s no air for starters and that anyone daft enough to open their helmet for a sly whiff would [...]

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Well the last time I remember some fancy dan golf day sponsored by Butler Sheetmetal – well, it wasn’t really a golf day so much as John and Matt dragging me off up our local municipal course, Marsden Park, to hank, shank and slice with gay abandon. Ten quid for the round and a jumbo [...]

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A curious instinct tells me I should make Steph get out more. Whether I give her a key or up her housekeeping are a couple of options I’m pondering. The problem with her doing bits and bobs for me is that she’s very easily distracted. I should know seeming I’m forever having my tract dissed. [...]

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Nothing says Happy Birthday quite like a quickly rustled together blog post. Happy Birthday, John. Apparently he’s forty whatever and I don’t doubt he’ll be celebrating by getting his lanky backside whooped by Dean at squash Friday night and then having some kind of birthday tea on Sunday with my Grandma having to toil all [...]

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