7.14am... is that reasonable for new year's Eve? guilt at leaving the party... insane.

Here we go... where's the rabbit hole?

*sigh* hurt my back shifting coal. Am resigned to a day of drinking port, lying on the sofa...

Heading back to Lancaster...

Just beat the family at trivial pursuit, it is a good feeling.

Just failed to give money to ed alleyne-johnson on the mean streets of Chester.

In Chester!

8 people for xmas dinner - lots of fun. Evening of drinking various types of gin - lots of fun. Cleaning the house this morning - not funny.

Essentially, it boils down to this

Elderflower champagne, gifts, pancakes... good start...

Merry Christmas... :)

There is the very real possibility that I have peaked too soon... still, only pussies can't peak twice a night eh?

Annoyed for no reason. Analyse. Ah yes, there appears to be a Barry Manilow concert on the radio.

Off for beers at the Tivoli, morecambe...

Sausage-less rolls!

Right, I think it's about time to embark on a ten day bender.

Sometimes lunch just isn't pretty...

Snow!

Kids throwing snowballs at the window. I wouldn't mind but they're like ice and my windows are like paper :( Just shouted at them...

Snow snow snow snow. Not often seen so heavily in old Lancaster :) The cats are less keen...

4am is the new 2am.

Ah, Friday night... mayhem or madness? I can't decide.

Thai Aubergine curry and coffee for breakfast

I have a day off. I love days off. I might even get out of bed at some point.

Attending the first twisted film club in ages.

Lunch today is left over tagine

Peace brought about by hot chocolate and a mince pie...

AAARGH, all our main websites are down :( Joy of joys.

Wondering if it is close enough to Xmas to start my 10am port-drinking regime?

Mid-afternoon snack, cheese on toast with chipotle chilli sauce and smoked paprika

Another mystery freezer lunch looms. I found a small pot of something brown. Some kind of sauce. Reheating before I decide on rice or pasta.

Listening to Rage Against the Machine. Enlivening.

Word of the day: aulophobia - Abnormal fear of flutes.

A jolly Xmas video for you all http://ping.fm/c9JmH (not completely work safe :)

"Oh Thufir, I see they've installed your heart plug already.... Don't be angry. Everyone gets one here."

Caller: Can I speak to Caroline please? Me: Sorry, you've got the wrong number (pause) oh, unless you mean my wife... she's called Caroline

I simply do not understand one third of this country.

Challenging evening. Took hours to get home. Lost my hat. Needed hotel staff to turn my room lights on. *sigh*

argh! Xmas horror!

At works Xmas party, God help me...

Breakfast on the run!

Hampstead pub crawl, jolly good

Hungry, tried and cold. Unprepared to travel to London later today. Wondering if I should visit Londis for chocolate milk and dirty crisps..

Oh yes, super hot chilli sauce ftw!

Yik! yack

So hungry that I may have to get that butter pie out of the fridge and consume it immediately.

If Mini cheddars are one third fat by weight and I just ate 100g of mini cheddars, the question is, how sick do I feel?

Oh God, can I eat this Butter Pie? Feel quesy just looking at it!

British Gas engineer is here, making tool-using noises in the bathroom, with the door closed. An occasional sigh.

Umm, 51,366 unread emails...? http://ping.fm/Su4e2

Feel ill, about to go to the pub. *sigh*

I have an alcohol hangover. How quaint.

Beer in town, jolly good.

Productive morning bottling my alcohol for Xmas... :)

This is breakfast, it may make you feel slightly queasy...

Burnt my black beans... :( Must remember to take more breaks...

Long weekend. I know, lucky.

Mitchell's Brewery, Lancaster, is being demolished RIGHT NOW (9.30am), go down and help out, protest!

Nothing like a minor emergency that needs to be resolved within 10 mins to start your day off, as you rub sleep from your eyes...

I'm feeling all fingers and thumbs, I spill my tea, Oh silly me...

Culling people today. With the click of a button I eliminated 7,000 people earlier. I have another 11,000 lined up now. Ah the power...

Just found a 'you weren't home' card downstairs from Royal Mail. I was! I was! I'm right here! Why not try actually knocking? Hmm?

Freezing in the house today. About to search for my gloves and hat. Ridiculous.

Ulverston festival

I can hear the red wine calling to me from the kitchen.

Only 380 minutes until the weekend.

A lunch hour straining, bottling (and tasting) six bottles of sloe and damson gin. All lunch hours should be like this. I have a gin haze.

I do like to watch the Dial-A-Bus picking up a frail old couple from our street every day and taking them off to unknown, old-people places.

Quality afternoon snack.

One of the joys of cat ownership: Your lovely cat comes to give you some love... but smells of some poo...

Wondered what smell was. Burning? Hot metal? How odd... Oh my god the kettle. No whistle this time... It was glowing bright red on the stove

Mid-morning snack of Spicy Bombay Mix...

Morning is starting well - no access to work email... Well, no news is good news, I always say.

Time for a quick snack of bread, cheese and chilli...

A group of 15 people have gathered outside my house. I wonder what they want?

My dreams of a quiet start to the week are shattered - multiple #fails at work mean I'm already chewing my tongue and muttering bad things..

A very lazy Sunday I think...

Rise and shine!

Its too late to be up, go to bed people... :)

Mulled wine at the borough ftw

The wife makes me eggs Benedict for breakfast. Amazingly good! :)

Saturday feels like Sunday for some odd reason.

Slept through lunch. *yawn*

A bit dazed and confused today.

Cooking a big curry... Oh yes.

Moustache has reached problem length: when I drink coffee it acts as a sponge, absorbing liquid and releasing it only when cup is removed...

Eating a piece of ginger and walnut cake I made at lunchtime... Mmmm...

Curried lentil, rice and coconut soup...

Ah, a morning of problems confounded by works email suddenly going down. Bring on the coffee...

A little sandwich for lunch...

Argument outside the house: Her: "Don't touch me!" Him: "Why do you have to do this? I hope you die!" ... Depressing.

Thai style spicy Aubergine and noodles for lunch

Monday! hurray! aren't Monday mornings great?

Considering Sunday afternoon beers...

Late breakfast...

Driving home...

Lounging on an oversized bed, about to find some food, then brave some Scottish-island pubs. A pint of heavy, please, barkeep.

Staying in a lovely cottage next to a lovely loch. lovely weather. lovely.

An adult, with full free-will delusions, I am easily led. Down dark paths. Into the depths. Just saying, like.

In bed, on holiday. Just saying.

Mulled wine, we love you.

Bloody rain.

IS ON BLOODYWELL HOLIDAY IS ALL! (That required caps)

Today's lunch will be celeriac and carrot soup, with a side-dish of cheesy-chips :)

Having a veggie sausage with mustard to pep me up. And coffee. What? No, that's a sensible mid-morning snack.

Feeling a modicum of stress.

Time to dash across London to catch my train...

Not the greatest lunch

£7.40 for two guiness is just wrong

Leaving for London soon - packing my bags, making my sandwiches, putting some clothes on...

And so begins day 308 of the year 2009.

Woken to a house full of empty bottles, leaves and cake.

Okay. breakfast is greasily digesting, now I shall use its power... for good!

Ah, hello, weekend.

Ralph is having a hot toddy.

Awake to aches, blocked nose, coughing fit. Hello, illness.

An enormous chunk of leek and potato pie from last night for lunch. I'm full just looking at it.

Off to the pub! :)

Wondering if my lunch is too big...

Battling the evil SQL hordes again,

Vegetarian Banquet at Golden Lion

 

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Vegetarian banquet at Golden Lion, Lancaster

NOT enjoying the last, normally calm, last half hour of my working day.

It's no good, I'm cracking... Have to reheat the pizza right now... #hunger

I hate half-term. The streets are full of screaming kids and all my friends are on holiday, probably still in bed. Bastards.

I've tried cheese savoury for the last time. Feel queasy. I have the face the fact that I hate it.

My oh my, how rough we feel today. Anyway, sleep is overrated. Hoping that a roast at the white cross will help...

Some days you just need to make a shit-load of bajis

Ralph is collating all the first-orgasm stories he was told last night.

Ralph, is technically awake.

Aha, home, bless you...

Countdown to party... Now the question is, as I feel rough as a badger's arse, do I pre-party-prep by A: Sleeping, or B: Drinking beer?

It's time for Radio Darvish. Yes, it's the kind of day where traditional Persian music is just what is required.

Hot cat in box

Now, if I can just stay busy for long enough perhaps I can pretend that I'm not hungover.

Got that Friday feeling :( shame it's Thursday then...

Now feeling rather sick after eating too much bombay mix. Must be the E621, E160c, E100, E102, E110 and E330... *sigh*

Eating a bowlful of spicy balti bombay mix to help me focus...

For some people flawed is perfectly acceptable. They seem very happy. If this is ideal, then perhaps I'm flawed.

Stuck inside for lunch today waiting for British Gas - "Any time between 12 and 6" - wtf? How vague is that?

Wish *I* was drinking a mojito right now, like some I could mention :( *sigh*

Personally, I think that a nice, ice-cold bottle of lager would make the last 30 mins or so of the working day just that little bit better.

Urgh, hungry again, the desire for curry is strong... very strong...

Now that's just not funny - where the hell did the weekend go?

Off to buy some weekend beer.

Feeling the power of css coursing through my veins. Just a shame that css isn't a funky designer drug.

Lovely day in Lancaster... Shame that someone has let their dog shit just outside my door. Dog turds can really take the shine off your day.

#lancaster gone forever has the golden glow that walked me home, replaced by sterile leds. ..

Fried halumi, hummus, salad and chilli wrap for lunch

Foggy day in Lancaster

Now to start the next batch of sloe gin... xmas will be hazy this year...

Off to buy some litres of gin.

I seem to have forgotten how to sleep. Third day now of simply lying there, awake in the dark. Feel more Zombie-like with each passing hour.

under the duvet on the sofa feeling ill and sorry for myself

Just had a gift of sloes... I feel a few more litres of gin coming on...

Wife ill all night long. Morning, my stomach does a wobbly back-flip... Oh dear... Hopefully just toast-desire.

happy cat in square of autumn sun on the bed

INT. DIMLY LIT, CHILLY ROOM. Web designer can be seen hunched over a keyboard, muttering to himself. A cup - I ♥ NY - stands empty and cold.

Another tough Monday looms - cough, cold, no sleep...

hoping for rain so I can stop thinking that I should get out and do something wholesome

Doesn't feel too clever today...

And the wife leaves for London in a vague swoosh of intensity...

A cat, in a curtain, does not help productivity...

Food at the whitewell inn today, what a great pub!

Afternoon off ftw, heading for a pub lunch in a sleepy, leafy, quaint village, then a walk in the hills. Enjoy your afternoons.

Just corrected something terrible, but luckily, no one else had noticed...

Baked mushroom, potato, spinach and cheese in a white-wine and cream sauce for lunch... Soooo rich and fattening - feels good.

Cat flap was damaged during night. Now the it gently wafts opens with the slightest breeze, sending a chilly wind through the house...

This day is off to a horrible start....

photo taken with a combo of binoculars and my phone of suspicious people at the end of street!

Almost time for spicy tofu Thai Yellow Curry with rice...

Not entirely sure that I'm actually enjoying Monday morning.

Cocktails with the girls...

Heart stopping butter fried rosti with melted cheese and fried egg for breakfast...

It's the weekend, excuse me while I slip into something more comfortable...

Just taken delivery of 12 bags of coal, 10 bags of wood... Winter is here, it seems...

Lancaster pigeons have learnt a new trick: hovering before you, hummingbird-like, trying to peck your pasty...

There's a party starting in 9 hours. Do you think it's too soon to start drinking?

Bored of the train now. The fake, jolly, blitz spirit of the overcrowded train has long since faded and been replaced by empty-eyed despair.

Full of veggie sausage and mash. And peas. I overcame my natural, deep-seated fear of peas and ate a handful of the horrible things.

Beautiful, sunny day in London

In lovely London...

Off to London... hey ho.

Rough and tuff, hard and tuff, rougher than rough, tuffer than tuff...

The old man with parking obsession is not happy - someone is in his spot... He's examining every car in the street, been out there an hour..

Feel like I'm swimming through mud today. A wide river of mud. With muddy crocodiles. And rocks. Rocks covered in mud. And it smells a bit..

Nothing like a walk around a graveyard in the pissing rain to enthuse you for the afternoon's work.

People under my window discussing 'ow time flies' and 'aye, I remember im when ee were this big'. Considering shouting at them to move on...

Your brain has just finished installing important updates. Would you like to restart your life now?

Oh dear, this laptop is unhappy....

Girl in front of me in the shop bought lucozade, condoms and chapstick. Good night in, that.

Falafel Verdict: 7/10. Needs better pitta and pickled chillis, but not bad!

The fabled falafel stall!

Staring at the splash of blood on the kitchen ceiling and sighing.

Is it the weekend yet? (Please lie if required)

I love it when Americans want to talk on the phone, or start doing business at 4pm our time... No! Get up earlier!

Spent lunchtime painting my windows. You'd think such a productive act would leave me with a satisfied glow.. But no, I just smell of paint.

Thursday is turning out to be depressingly busy...

When faced with an approaching, dull, working afternoon, look nonchalant until it gets close, then trip it up and kick it repeatedly...

Computer! Coffee, hot, with a dash of rum. And play some nice music. Heating up 2 degrees, and lower the lights. Yes, that's better. *sigh*

Grey day, damp, chilly, half asleep, computer buzzing, unread email waits, coffee already finished... Right: lights! kettle! itunes! action!

Was going to spend lunch hour painting the window frames. Old clothes - check, ladder - check, paint and brushes - check, rain - check...

Alingan Bajis recipe

Published a recipe for Alingan Bhajis

http://www.ralpharama.co.uk/item.php?itemid=659&page=Alingan+Bajis+recipe

These cheese and potato bhajis are a popular snack in north-west India. They are very easy to make and hard to get wrong! Best served with chilli sauce, chutney, curd or yoghurt.

Despite not having a heavy weekend to recover from, I feel equally numb. So the question is - why take it easy if Monday is always as tough?

Going to the all day, all night jazz festival at the Gergson... bloody t9

Made some Alingan Bajis. excellent! :)

Time... for wine...

Left overs for lunch...

Listening to jazz. I must be ill.

Cooking chimichangas, wine helps :)

Yakiudon lunch