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I'd quite forgotten that Waitrose April Fool. Sublime.
I wonder how our ancestors said the year '1901'? Unless there's a sound recording of someone saying the year in the first decade of the 20th century, I suppose we'll never know. Even though at that time they wouldn't have been so used to putting a potentially unnecessary 'oh' in front of a single digit as we are today, my guess would be 'nineteen-oh-one'.
Would year-naming methodology change, anyway; why not 'twenty oh one'? It's a lot quicker than 'two thousand and one'.

Ace April Fool, by the way!
Trevor S, I agree completely. I have always used "Twenty-oh" for each year from 2001 to 2009 whereas others, and many organisations, have not been consistent. My preference had the benefit of reducing verbosity and was therefore a Good Thing.
I like the Gillian Duffy poem.
I thought that it all the fault of Stanley Kubrick. But I might be wrong.
Two-thousand-and-one remains the future we could have had, even as twenty-oh-one recedes in the past and the future seems to dwindle [qv 5 July, et passim].
My earliest unpublished draft is a half finished howto guide to accessing the internet over bluetooth between a linux pc and a macbook, before I ever had a wifi network.

I got it working, realised I was probably the only person to ever have this use-case, and that it was crap anyway, so never finished the write-up.
Do use London's Best Hidden Secrets - it sounds like a dg classic.
I haven't blogged for years, although I keep thinking I should start it again. One thing that keeps putting me off is the draft posts that remind me of all the times when I had the makings of something good but I then just ran out of energy or imagination to finish it. So I'm still impressed you can produce so many quality posts for us to read.

I also liked the poem, and would like to see London's Best Hidden Secrets
More poetry. Seriously. Please.
Last year I was still managing to pick up 4 packs of Heinz beans for £2. Now that the main supermarket price comparison site is no more, it's much harder to work out where's the best deal. This reporter has been using baked beans as an example.
Never used Blogger before, so please excuse me if the question has an obvious answer, but seeing the modern Blogger interface you have on your end, I was wondering how you've managed to keep the blog look unchanged over the years? I'm surprised they haven't forced you to 'upgrade' the look of the blog.
I still say 'two thousand and ..' for the 2010s and only switched to twenty.. in 2020!

I like the Gillian Duffy poem, but living abroad at the time I had no idea this is what brought the latest government into power! I suppose, given what followed over the last 13 years, it would have been too much to hope they had been elected for their competence!

Don't leave London's Best Hidden Secrets too long or they either won't be around or won't be a secret anymore!
I buy the little tins of baked beans. I live on my own - a "normal" can is too much - I could put half a can in a sealed container in the fridge but I'm highly unlikely to want baked beans again for at least a couple of weeks by which time I'd be wary they'd have gone off. So a little can is perfect and prevents wastage.
I, too, am with Trevor S. When people refer to the first decade of the twentieth century these days, you almost always hear "nineteen-oh- something" rather than "nineteen-hundred-and-something". So the early noughties should have been the same. And I agree with Bryn Davies – Stanley Kubrick has a lot to answer for.
On 8 October 1971, the American country group, the (New) Carter Family, recorded a song entitled "2001(Ballad to the future)". 2001 was sung as 'twenty oh one'. My recollection is that the years 2001 to 2009 were referred to in either of the formats divided almost equally.

Loved the poetry, how about about one on 2022 covering both Boris and Liz's downfalls?
I may have been correct not to have published most of those.
Seaside-wise, I recommend a visit to Saltburn. Even K loved Saltburn, and K mostly hates the seaside.










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