Wednesday, May 30, 2007

The Memory of THUNDERBIRD : very funny memory of someone who has obviously had the same experience of white cider as virtualy every other uk teenager : thanks to mavis for the link

They just won't let your childhood be, will they? Nigel Planer murdered the Magic Roundabout, "Chopper" isn't just a bike, apparently it's a helicopter, and now they've just killed Thunderbird. Oh, it's still there. But they've killed it.
It was 1988, and I was 14 when I first met Thunderbird. I started on the Blue, of course. Didn't we all? At £3.49 I could also stretch to a Marathon and a quarter of Kola Cubes. And I was happy with my Blue Thunderbird; we spent time in the park together, sometimes went to see some friends.

But after a couple of weeks the cheeky red number caught my eye. An enigmatic minx, whispering promises of dreams I had forgotten how to dream. It jeered as I bought its cheaper cousin. I was piqued. Why was it over a pound more expensive? I decided to forego the Marathon that wintry night, and cantered off to the park with a new darling.

The difference is simple; 17.5% as opposed to 13.5%. Only 4% - but it made a marked difference to my behaviour.

In conversation....
BLUE : I talked more than usual.
RED : I gave away military secrets. In behaviour....

BLUE : Became well-disposed to strangers.
RED : Became strangely-disposed to wells. And in belief....

BLUE : Got happy and thought I was funny.
RED : Got happy and became a treehouse, insisting that people climb up my leg and store their nuts in my armpits.

Mournfully, Blue Thunderbird is now 13.1% - possibly to placate an army of parents who should be encouraging their children to drink alcohol. And of course, they've got Peach Thunder, Berry Thunder and Cola Thunder. I find it difficult to sleep at night, knowing they are out there..
Take me back to the paradise city.. please.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Traffic Jam on way to AlJazeera
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Arabic sign reading city center straight on, al wakrah C ring road & Salwa (Saudai) Rd Right
a little building work going on in doha
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Personaly - i buy my juice at the fantasy juice stall - tonight i fancy a mango s&m or posibly a three some of Orange, Pinaple & Strawbery

Sunday, May 27, 2007


oh dear pirate bay have done it again - there is now coffee on my monitor



Who Am I?



After nearly 300 posts I thought I would write a little about myself.

I am Michael Heap, 26 years old, I’m Canadian by birth, British & Canadian by nationality; I was born of my parents Peter & Maureen Heap (Respectively a Mining/process Engineer & Teacher/Artist)

Who in turn hail from British, Dutch, Irish & Algerian ancestry, My Dutch lineage can be traced back to the heugenaut exodus from France. There are tales of Pirates and Spies, of Sea Captains & Just a little trace of ancient mystery. My family means a lot to me.

I was/am an expatriate child, spending much of my childhood in exotic far flung places from Ghana to West Australia (Co-incidentally where I finished high school) with my parents work.

My Degree Is a BSC MBio (Molecular Biology) from the university of Portsmouth, I am an artist & a technician working in the TV business but this far from defines me, I co-founded a successful London club night, I have a ridiculous interest in Egyptology especially in the rise of the ptolomies & the fall of Egypt. I am a cinephile, a gastronome extraordinaire; when I live in London I have a place on the South Bank in London.

At the moment I live in Doha Qatar, and work for Aljazeera English as a Media Manager. I spend my time off in a variety ways, sadly none of them nefariously, most of which involve my passions of entertaining people, sometimes with screenings of obscure films sometimes cooking up a storm.
Im having this feeling at the moment, after rewriting the firmware on Asus 500gP - hardware wise an excelent router - shame about the crappy unix O/S and interface, However i spent most of lastnight wrestling with OpenWRT & X-WRT & Writing a custom compiled O/S.

God I wish i had this problem