Beer – #1,119 – Russian River Brewing Company – Pliny The Elder
Beer 1,109. wherein an elderly man has a beer named after an Elder.
The 10 Album Challenge – the update.
So there you go. The 10 Album challenge. challenge is right because there’s some thinking in this, and they are not always obvious. So In no order really; David Bowie … Continue reading →
The 10 Album Challenge
You take your choice of things you want to do, of course, and I’ve listened to a lot of albums music recently. Mostly whilst drinking a beer. So this one … Continue reading →
The Obligatory 2017 year in review post that you’ve been looking forward to
I made reviews on 105 beers in 2017, a bit of a drop from the 169 the year before, as I got closer to 4 digits I began to panic … Continue reading →
4:16 am and the clock goes tick-tick-tick Musings
Light. What exactly is light? You can see light (in the visible spectrum), you can’t see light (in the spectrum you can’t see), it has colours that entertain us, in … Continue reading →
The one with the end of year story.
It’s true, the end of a year, and what a year, just like all the others but different. I’m away on holiday writing this, and the beer offering is green … Continue reading →
Tweeting for Treats
Telecom in NZ have been running a somewhat understated #tweetfortreats thing. You blurt something that you’d love to have as a treat and they sometimes grant that wish. So I … Continue reading →
Commercial Ventures and the Public purse – #5 – Canterbury University Seeks Bailout As Intake Falls
Canterbury University is pleading for at least another $150 million from the Government as it faces losing almost 20,000 students and $346m in revenue in the next eight years. Based on … Continue reading →
A Commercial venture and the public purse. #3
It’s only a bailout if it involves popularist content – It’s funding if you have an obstinate refusal to put on any commercially viable event prefering locally crafted works of dubious merit and popularity.
Losing your mother
Not like at the mall or anything, or in a carpark, but the death of a parent. In context I left the UK in 1987 and spent a goodly amount … Continue reading →




