Posted by sean on January 20, 2008 at 4:34 pm in Fish, Hamster with 1 Comment


I spent over two hours of my very valuable time this morning cleaning the whole of my flat. My fish and pet hamster, Dennis Wise, also had their cages cleaned out. The flat is now very clean and tidy; although my normally soft hands are now hard, sore and smell of bleach. I want to get a cleaning lady (or a wife).

Posted by sean on January 20, 2008 at 4:06 pm in Cider, Shopping with No Comments


Apologies to anyone who was shopping in Sainsbury’s, Bath yesterday evening. You no doubt witnessed the little accident that took place. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, carelessly dropped a bottle of Sheppy’s, covering the shop floor in cider and smashed glass. The aroma of red apple did make the shop smell nice though.

To make matters worse, the said friend, refused to clean up the mess he made, despite the fact he is actually employed by Sainsbury’s – his colleagues were not impressed. I know somebody who is on cleanup duty next week…

Posted by sean on January 17, 2008 at 7:41 pm in Have I Got News For You with No Comments


Love him or hate him, you can’t help but laugh at the misfortunes of Jeremy Clarkson…

Top Gear presenter Jeremy Clarkson has admitted he was wrong to brand the scandal of lost CDs containing the personal data of millions of Britons a “storm in a teacup” after falling victim to an internet scam.

The outspoken star printed his bank details in a newspaper to try and make the point that his money would be safe and that the spectre of identity theft was a sham.

He also gave instructions on how to find his address on the electoral roll and details about the car he drives.

However, in a rare moment of humility Clarkson has now revealed the stunt backfired and his details were used to set up a £500 direct debit payable from his account to the British Diabetic Association.

The charity is one of many organisations that do not need a signature to set up a direct debit.

Clarkson, 47, writing in his column in the Sunday Times, decried the furore last year after CDs disappeared containing the banking details of 7 million families.

The loss led to fears of mass identity theft with people’s bank accounts open to internet scams.

At the time he wrote: “I have never known such a palaver about nothing. The fact is we happily hand over cheques to all sorts of unsavoury people all day long without a moment’s thought. We have nothing to fear.”

However, yesterday he told readers he had opened his bank statement to find a direct debit had been set up in his name and £500 taken out of his account.

“The bank cannot find out who did this because of the Data Protection Act and they cannot stop it from happening again,” he said. “I was wrong and I have been punished for my mistake.”

He added: “Contrary to what I said at the time, we must go after the idiots who lost the discs and stick cocktail sticks in their eyes until they beg for mercy.”

Posted by sean on January 17, 2008 at 7:35 pm in England with No Comments


I have managed to get tickets to go the new Wembley Stadium next month to watch England play Switzerland. Even though it is just a friendly, it should be a good game (yes, even for England). Not only is it my first ever England game, but also a first for new manager, Cabbageman Capello.

Posted by sean on January 16, 2008 at 11:07 pm in Website Stuff with No Comments


I made my 1,000th blog entry this evening. Woo-hoo.

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