Ambiorix, getting frothy

I opened one of my bottles tonight. It's a 500ml bottle, and I'd say it was about 450ml full of beer. I'm glad I opened it over the sink, because I got about 100ml left for the glass.....some of it got onto the worktop and some of it made it's way onto the floor, F1winner-esque. Such is beer. It's ok, i might get some reports from bottles soon.

Honestly, though, I put the same amount of sugar in it as the instructions told me, so it's not my fault.

I finished a book called Unspeak during the week, which discusses the way language has changed recently. It's pointedly concerned with the abuse of language that has evolved in recent times around wars, and invasions - Iraq, Afghanistan etc. Whilst interesting, and well-researched, I found it a little obvious myself. Most people know that words have been spun into new uses recently, renditions, collateral damage and so on being used to frame our view of the news.

That said, it does add a little depth, but overall a slightly tedious read. So, I'm off to warn the poor punters that got bottles....

Laugh? Cry?

I saw this, a brand-new sign on the arrivals side of Pier D, Dublin Airport, coming back from London last weekend. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, whether to applaud the marketing efforts of a certain loft-access ladder company or rue the inability of the Dublin Airport Authority to check the work of a signmaker.

Maybe this isn't the worst thing in the world, and maybe 99% of the people using Pier D don't give a fiddler's, but we might aswell give up on the language if this is what they're going to do to it at the airport.

Anyway, we didn't go to the attic in the airport. I haven't emailed the Airport Authority yet, but I am considering it.