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Estate agents wearing trousers with a sense of civility

Last week I was looking at houses and I got really annoyed by the fact that estate agents are such arseholes. Why do they lie so much? They say the camera never lies, but it does when it's being wielded by an estate agent. These bastards have an uncanny knack

Persist and persevere or peter out and piss off?

This week normal service has been resumed to a certain extent (I've published on time for a start) and I've been in a massive rat about a few things. But before I get to that, check this out. Let's just have a look at the first version of this week's

Me plus beer = missed deadline

Annoyingly, I've had a pretty good week, so not many things have aroused my ire (other than the lack of things annoying me, of course). Damn me for pulling myself together. However, I can think of a few things that have got on my tits. They include (but are not

IKEA - bane and boon

This is the first one, so it's quite tame. The aim of this blog is for me to rant and vent a bit, in the hopes of avoiding having a massive heart attack due to getting all aeriated about something which is probably almost certainly trivial. It doesn't have to