Getting Old
Hmm.. i used to be able to last a little bit longer than working until 2am. I remember the good ol’ days where i could happily code away until 5am, and then wander down Bethnal Green Road paranoid about who would jump out from the superloos and either mug me, offer me sex, drugs or a bagel.
Now i’m lucky if i can manage to keep my eyes open past midnight, and there is certainly no sex, no drugs, not even a bagel. I suppose i’m getting older, and there isn’t a dotcom bubble anymore. Its 2003 you know. I’ve been in london for almost 4 years. Scary. More scary that i’m still writing this blog, you can watch me doing it on the webcam and i still have the stubble, sideboards and quiff.
Taxing Day
The new budget was announced today and most importantly:
Beer up 1p
Wine up 4p a bottle
Cider and sparkling wine tax frozen
Spirits tax frozen
Anyone for a strongbow or babycham?
