:: Saturday, 27 December 2003 ::
Okay, that's enough with the Bellinis and the pasta and the cheese and the Bellinis.
And enough with the blues over first Xmas without Gino.
On to more regular things.
Like this top post at Harry's Place.
And this top Hitchen's post.
And this perfectly written piece by Tim Blair.
And here's some stoopid topiary.
Sadly, lots has gone on over the past few days, none of it blogged on by little me. Badness in Baghdad, explosive malice aforethought in Israel, awful, brutal nature in Iran, less awful but still brutal nature in California, the silence of the Beagle, the downed plane bound for the Lebanon, SARS again, mad cow Stateside, and the second attempt on Mushareff's life.
Enough to make you weep.
Well, that's my excuse. Back at it soon. But for the wog vision, I bin reading that new book Molvania, by the boys from The Panel. I think it's an affectionate pisstake of all things woggy and daggy. And so I declare it a good read, worth a visit to the site.
Not that it has made me smile, you understand.
How, I ask you, can one smile when one actually comes from a zone of the world that actually has Traditional Dress? One cannot. One simply recognises all the crap in one's culture and moves on.
Hope Christmas cheer was had by all. Looking forward to NYE.
:: WB 1:49 am [link+] ::