I thought I read on the internet somewhere that only the English drink alone, which is I guess the ten-ties way of saying “a man down the pub told me…”. I can’t find reference to it now, though I have tried at least reading the synopsis of the top five google hits for the phrase, […]
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Having previously given up on reading and on books with long words, I’m getting a woody for Will Self’s work again. He’s the thinking junkie’s answer to Bez, and it turns out that he hasn’t stopped writing since I’ve stopped reading. I’m snorting up some of his blogs right now, and toying with the idea
One week sober and caffeine free – the mundanity (is that even a word?) is killing me. Alain De Botton described the life of an international business man as consisting of multiple familiar take-offs and landings piloted by caffeine and alcohol. A cup of morning coffee in the hotel room to generate fake enthusiasm for
