Look, you get born, you keep your head down, and then you die. If you’re lucky.

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Cake day: June 14th, 2023

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  • Scone should be pronounced scone and not scone.

    In some parts of the country, it’s pronounced to rhyme with cone, and in other parts it’s pronounced to rhyme with gone. That would be simple but there is another orthogonal dimension which is a demographic one (usually self-perceived class) which also influences the pronunciation.

    It is, consequently, almost impossible to guess how any given person you meet might pronounce the word. And it is also something which, while seeming incredibly trivial, people here feel very strongly about.

    I, of course, pronounce it correctly: scone.






  • Driving manual (stick). I have an automatic now only because the model/trim I wanted doesn’t come any other way but if I could have got it in manual I would have. This car has less personality than my last one because I operate it rather than driving it. I literally have less of a connection with it.

    Playing music on a record player. The ritual of removing the record from the sleeve, placing it on the deck, cleaning it, landing the needle. Listening to an album.

    Cooking on gas instead of a halogen hob. Sure halogen is great and super easy to clean but gas is visceral and ‘real’. I also like to cook over charcoal or, even better, wood.





  • A can of Tennants lager in Scotland in the 70s, given to me by my maternal grandfather. Probably about 3.2% or 3.6% abv. Tennants cans had a picture of an attractive girl in a swimsuit on every can. A four pack would have four different girls. The one on my first can was called Isabel.

    First alcohol in a pub was from my paternal grandfather. I was fourteen. Grandpa ordered two pints of bitter. The barman asked him how old I was. “Eighteen. Scrawny little bugger in’t he?”