Good Morning Doggerland!

Through our association with quality brewing company Bull Boxer, we are very happy to have obtained exclusive rights to the presenting of Bull Boxer's latest catchy advertising jingle. Says Marketing Director Günther Hessian: "I generally dislike the term jingle , it suggests to me something cute, trite, or in some other way superficial. This makes what is in fact a lot of hard work by a thoroughly professional team of brilliant minds seem like a mere trifle. I assure you this is not the case! The advertising company we hired for the job were given a very tough brief; to think up something that conveys the tradition and exclusiveness of our product in an, let's admidt it, tough and in many ways over-saturated market. I think they have succeeded beyond all expectations!" "The use of a traditional tune like Beer Barrel Polka really brings home the message through a thousand positive associations. We have tradition, Beer..eh..wooden barrels, and many, many other go

From Urban Dictionary: empty V : A play on MTV. The kind of television programming that you don't plan on watching, but find yourself watching when you need to do something else. In this Blog I've used the logo simply to mark YouTubes. I'll add for the record that I do consider them full of substance and worth watching.

Best thing this weekend was going to bed early. I had to close the bedroom window because the young 'uns outside can only communicate in loud hoots and screeches. God Bless 'em! To drown out the din, I put on Chet in Paris to just lie and listen to with the light on. And, halfway through Dear Old Stockholm , who should come scuttling across the sheets than an old, long-legged friend? And he stopped at the pillow next to mine, and did a sort of wobbly dance on time to the music. And he had bright white knees. And I know he looks like a Martian when you look at him with a magnifying glass; he keeps his eyes on either side of a rotating turret. He grooved to the Chet Baker for half a minute, then disappeared behind the edge of the bed.

Nothing I like better after a hard day than to 'chill out' to the refreshing sounds of Stochausen's "Helicopter Quartet"!