My 10-year-old HP printer died, so I bought a replacement for cheap. Setup took five minutes. It works perfectly. There’s just one problem: the replacement ink costs exactly the same as the entire printer. Welcome to printer economics, where the machines are practically free and the ink costs more than saffron.
Click-in and witness my descent into madness as I realise HP’s business model is basically legal extortion with a USB cable attached.
January didn’t so much happen as ambush me. Trips went sideways, tech misbehaved, whisky made executive decisions, and Gran Turismo delivered a swift and public humiliation. Throw in rain, comfort food, and a few hard-won life lessons, and you’ve got a month that deserves a recap — if only as a cautionary tale. Click in.
One cancelled trip, one heroic rebooking, a whisky-assisted quiz night, and a Gran Turismo performance best described as “career-limiting”. Add an attic, a bruised ego, and a deeply comforting choucroute, and you have Week 05 in all its chaotic glory. Click through for a gently unhinged recap that proves even quiet weeks can derail spectacularly — usually at high speed and with witnesses.
When Czech tyre pragmatism collided with a French moped fever dream, nothing went as planned — and everything became unforgettable. Dive into a story of quirky characters, unexpected twists, and a two-wheeled adventure that proves the road to passion is often paved in rubber, laughter, and pure absurdity. Curious how an unlikely encounter sparked a ride worth remembering?
Coffee, depressing news, and 70s playlists: click-in for my completely unhinged morning ritual for surviving current events. Spoiler: ABBA saves lives!
That iconic Bullitt car chase through San Francisco? Still perfect in 2026. But the airport scenes? They’re basically science fiction now. Join me for a deep dive into Mustangs, Chargers, the golden age of aviation, and why watching Steve McQueen casually walk to a gate without a three-hour security ordeal feels more fantastical than any Marvel movie.
Another week has come, gone, and left a curious trail of small victories, mild bafflements, and the kind of observations that only make sense once you’ve lived them. From the slightly absurd to the quietly satisfying, this week insisted on being noticed. Click in—before next week rudely overwrites it.
Round as the moon, soft as a Sunday, a pancake tells stories we almost forgot.
Click gently — syrup may spill, memories may stick.
A syringe, an umbrella, and a social life temporarily on life support: welcome to week three of my latest attempt at doing the right thing. No miracle promises, no influencer nonsense — just weight loss, rain, closed restaurants, and the quiet heroism of saying no to a drink. Click at your own risk.
