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From the transatlantic desk of someone who doesn't believe in desks. Music for the Betterment of Society. Thoughts I thought of sharing when I should be thinking about other things. I always feel so accomplished when I smuggle food into the library. That’s how I get my thrills these days. Me 9-1 Library. Has anyone else noticed that Subway. Tessellates the cheeses now? If you don’t know what I mean you haven’t been my friend on Facebook long enough). What are all these ads about the week that will change.
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From the transatlantic desk of someone who doesn't believe in desks. Music for the Betterment of Society. Music for the Betterment of Society. This week: A dedication to BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Fresh from Jim's Desk: The end of a couple of eras
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Friday, 17 July 2009. The end of a couple of eras. Sad times, all, for this week two big parts of my recent existence came to an end. On Thursday I took a big step into the world of hackdom and completed my last NCTJ exam. But potentially even more earth-shattering, the previous night I watched the final episode of the West Wing. From today, I must move on to pastures new. Now consider that I've just finished a course which lasted just 5 months - so by my reckoning I need to find some work within about t...
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Fresh from Jim's Desk: Hello world (and bye-bye face-fuzz)
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Thursday, 27 October 2011. Hello world (and bye-bye face-fuzz). It's been a while - far, far too long, in fact - but your humble blogger is back. So how have you been? Summer was a bit of a non-event, wasn't it? Right, that's the pleasantries taken care of, on to the matter in hand. What's prompted me to break 18 months of radio silence is a good 'un, so read on. In the spirit of charity, philanthropy and sheer red-blooded masculinity, I have decided to participate in this year’s Movember. 26 year old PR...
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Fresh from Jim's Desk: Shh...their spies are everywhere.
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Friday, 12 June 2009. Shhtheir spies are everywhere. Forgive the graphic detail, but today my left nostil ran like Red Rum on steriods, it just wouldn't stop. And it was of the particularly thin kind that creeps up on you with no warning. Most embarrassing when talking to your editor. By the time I got home my schnoz had started behaving itself and what could have been a potentially fraught trip to the supermarket passed off without incident. Kleenex Tissues is now following you on Twitter!
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Fresh from Jim's Desk: Movember - Day 1: Ouch
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Wednesday, 2 November 2011. Movember - Day 1: Ouch. When you’ve got more than a £100 of other people’s money riding on you having a shave, you’d better reach for the razor. Last night, it was with significant trepidation that I lathered up in order to kick off Movember in style. Not since the tender age of 22 had I exposed my pasty jowls to the elements. I like being hairy, it means a lot to me. In the masculinity stakes, it’s pretty much the only weapon in my arsenal. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Fresh from Jim's Desk: Everyone, breathe!
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Friday, 14 May 2010. It was almost inevitable that, as the World Cup in South Africa looms, English football fans shed their veneer of confidence and return to outwardly displaying the jittery, nervous pessimisim about England's chances of returning home with the trophy, regularly recoiling in belly-gurgling fear at every sign that Fabio Capello has lost the plot or some more-than-crucial member of the squad has ruptured something important. Consider how the man can nonchalantly drape a (no doubt, very e...
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