Four things (for Heather)

Posted January 27, 2006 12:15 AM.

I'm doing this for Heather and for anyone who ever reads this site because I've been too busy and too distracted trying to get some movement in various areas of my life to post here as much as I'd like. So even though it's filler...

Four jobs I've had:

Trolley Collector (Roys of Wroxham)
Postgraduate Teaching Assistant - Ancient Greek, Greek Tragedy, Greek Myth (University of Bristol)
Reviewer of Films and of London gay bars
Social/Media Technologist, Yahoo!, BBC and others

Four movies I can watch over and over:

Four places I've liked

Belaugh
Ephesus
San Francisco
Bristol

Four TV shows I love

Battlestar Galactica
The Daily Show
Celebrity Big Brother
The West Wing

Four places I've vacationed:

Prague
New York
Cornwall
Tijuana

~~Four~~ Five of my favorite dishes:

Salt Beef and Latkes
Goan Chicken Curry with Aloo Patak
Tea & Scones with Clotted Cream and Strawberry Jam
Roast Beef and Yorkshire Puddings
Treacle Sponge

Four sites I visit daily:

Four places I would rather be right now:

California ("The beach goes on forever")
Morzine
Cairo
Bed.

Four ~~bloggers~~ minxes I am tagging:

Comments

Please stay on-topic, informative and polite. I reserve the right to remove comments for whatever vague capricious reasons seem reasonable at the time.

wow. roys of wroxham. that has just put a massive smile on my face. did you ever goto brainwave in norwich? off tangent i admit.

→ Posted by: dom at January 27, 2006 1:35 AM

Powerpuff girls don't really do much for me and seem odd with the rest of the list.

But very glad to see the traditional British grub alongside the Goan curry and Latkes

→ Posted by: Annie - London Underground Blog at January 27, 2006 5:44 AM

I guess that puts you out of consideration for the 7x7 version. These things are weird, aren't they? They're an invitation to write in an odd, hybrid mode - a combination of straightforward** autobiography, secret* wishes and McSweeneyish playfulness. And they never seem to include the categories I'd really like to write about. Which in turn suggests an instant filler post: Ten Headings I'd Like To See In An n-Things Questionnaire...

This idea appeals to me more, although for obvious(?) reasons it didn't really have legs.

* Although not that secret, what with laying them out for all to see in this international open-access word box.
** Not necessarily that straightforward, either.

→ Posted by: Phil at January 27, 2006 9:58 AM

Roys of Wroxham, how the name fills me with dread. My school asked me what I wanted to be, I said computer programmer, they sent me there for two weeks child slave labour.

→ Posted by: Matthew at January 27, 2006 12:13 PM

God, it's a bit of a shock how many people have heard of Roys out there! I mean, it's a supermarket in a village in the middle of nowhere!

→ Posted by: Tom Coates at January 27, 2006 1:37 PM

Yes, but it's ROYS OF WROXHAM. Not just any local supermarket in a village, oh no. I mean, you drive into the village and it's like he owns the place - signs everywhere, and you can hardly miss his expanding emporium. Roy's Wroxham, more like.

Out of interest, is there an actual Roy? The real Roy McCoy, so to speak? Have you met him?

→ Posted by: Meg at January 27, 2006 3:11 PM

I've not met him - but yeah there's a real guy and he's called Fred Roy. Actually he might have died recently. I can't remember. Something happened. Actually he and my parents were both trying to buy the same house about twenty five years ago and my parents got it and are still living in it. Fred Roy's ex-wife used to live in the same village. It's all very incestuous, Norfolk...

→ Posted by: Tom Coates at January 27, 2006 3:16 PM

Fred Roy checked out a while ago according to this - Christmas Eve 1994, apparently.

→ Posted by: Phil at January 27, 2006 4:23 PM

Aww, I wish you were in Morzine too.

→ Posted by: Matt Biddulph at January 27, 2006 5:05 PM

It's all very incestuous, Norfolk...

So, the rumours *are* true, eh? ;-)

PS: Preston? 4th? Is there no justice?

→ Posted by: Scott Matthewman at January 27, 2006 10:20 PM

BRISTOL MASSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!

Sorry. As a born and bred Bristolian, I am duty bound to shout that whenever someone mentions my city. For whatever reason, it doesn't seem like Bristol ever gets a mention on this fair internet, so I am quietly impressed. PS.

→ Posted by: Natali at January 27, 2006 11:19 PM

Erm, it seems that, after I stole your disclaimer about how you were really busy and not doing as much on your blog as you'd like, because I'm really busy and not doing as much on my blog as I'd like, it seems Gary has nicked it too. What's up with us all? Why are we all so busy we aren't doing as much on our blogs as we'd like? Me, I yearn, sometimes, for a return to that state of selfunemployment I was in two or three years ago, instead of having every second of my day accounted for. Oh well. I'll just have to settle for a post a week and the occasional comment, I suppose.

→ Posted by: Suw at January 28, 2006 7:38 AM

Agreed Phil the second meme thing doesn't work as well. I always feel compelled to do the bloody things when someone tags me though and I usually read other people's too. They're certainly a much more interesting concept than the hideous old skool chain letter!

→ Posted by: Annie - London Underground Blog at January 28, 2006 8:39 AM

That reference made me smile too... but Roy's isn't "a supermarket in a village in the middle of nowhere"...

"It's the out-of-town shopping expe-ri-ence!"

→ Posted by: fellow norfolkian at January 29, 2006 2:53 PM

My dad's a devoted Roy's of Wroxham shopper and he lives in Suffolk. That's how important the place is.

→ Posted by: bobbie at January 30, 2006 4:48 PM

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