Blogwatch

Hooray! My fellow Morpethian Sarah has returned from Greece and started blogging again! The rest of you: beware of the Northumbrian Blog Mafia - we're taking over...

Also added to the SWSL blogroll: Hydragenic. Welcome old friends and new.

The re-recorded Band Aid single seems to have polarised the blogging community. Actually, perhaps that's blowing out of all proportion the fact that Nick and Kenny disagree quite spectacularly over its merits. Not heard it yet, and I won't be buying it, even if it is all for charidee.

Meanwhile, Mish has been pleasurably deafened by Lemmy and company, whereas Jonny B has had to endure excessive sex noise whilst staying in a London hotel. If you'll pardon the expression, he had no part in the proceedings - perhaps that was the real root cause of his irritation?

Elsewhere:

Jonathan imagines himself as a Roman soldier upon the visit of a VIP to his office - "If multinational corporations are modern-day empires, this is the equivalent of Julius Caesar turning up in Wallsend and asking to be taken for a quick walk along Hadrian's Wall. Hell, it is like Julius Caesar turning up in Wallsend right this afternoon and being asked to be taken on the Metro to Whitley Bay";

Inspector Sands bemoans the deplorable state of the British print media - "Speaking as somebody who works in the media, cheering a paper's slow demise doesn't exactly feel right. But when I have a day off, and wander into the newsagent and take a look the shit being served up on the front page, I walk out feeling ashamed to share a profession with these toe-rags. It's not a good way to start the day. When it comes, the slow and painful death of the British newspaper, kicking and screaming against imaginary foes, will be just what it deserves";

London Mark offers a handy guide to help you ascertain your current level of job satisfaction and dedication - "If you could change one thing about your job, what would it be? (a) My salary (b) My colleagues (c) My work (d) All of the above";

and Anna lists five inevitable things - "(3) If you are wearing white, and no matter how careful you are, you will get food on you. Even if you're wearing a bib. Even if you're eating white food, and it isn't even drippy white food. Say you're eating raw cauliflower florets. You will think you are safe, look down half an hour later, and discover you have a penny sized rich tomato sauce circle on your left breast".