my life as a artist
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Saturday 4th August 2007 7:53 PM
There seems to be some confusion about the maximum length of comment that it's possible to post to this blog. Above the validation box , who's magic word today is 'grow', it says 'comment length 0/500'.
Miss Anthrop, in a finely crafted poem, says that she only gets maximum 250, and as this makes my promise of 500 a hollow sham, I'm obviously a Tory. She then tells me to sort it out, with an exclamation mark. I like to think of her as firm and brisk, but essentially friendly, but not as friendly as her brother Phil.
I decided to ask my web-site provider what was going on. Pi internet is basically an old couple called Kate and Sidney Pi, who run the business from a tumbledown, overgrown cottage, that clings like petrified moss to the wind-slashed slopes of Ben Mor Assynt, in North west Scotland. Surprisingly, they don't do e-mail, they haven't got a phone and maddeningly, they never reply to letters, so on Thursday afternoon I drove up there in a hire car, to ask them about the comment length.
Kate and Sidney were very welcoming as usual, and they shared with me their simple traditional breakfast of porridge and deep-fried battered oat cakes, served with a huge, earthenware jug of chilled Irn Bru. Sidney, who's generous to a fault, sometimes likes to slaughter a goat when someone comes to makes a web-site enquiry, but I told him I was on one of those new-fangled, goat-free diets, so we had another glass of Irn Bru instead.
The lack of pitiful howling from an eviscerated goat created a gentle lacuna of quiet space in which to discuss comment lengths. Eventually we managed to pin-point the source of the confusion. Where it says 'comment length 0/500', it doesn't actually specify what the 500 things might be. 500 pages? 500 lines? 500 novellas? 500 paragraphs? Most people, including myself, assumed it meant 500 words, but with the help of a couple of unusually bright, local shepherds, we worked out that it means 500 characters, with a space counting as a character.
So there you have it Miss Anthrop, I've sorted it out. (!) I've also asked Kate and Sidney if they could extend the comment length, and I think that today's magic validation word of 'grow' is their way of telling me that they're working on it.
There were two other comments on Wednesday's blog. D. Lightedwithanywin wanted me to comment on Huddersfield Town's creditable 2-1 win over premiership high-fliers, Blackbird Rovers. A. Pedant lamented this encouragement, and reckons talk of football, with regards to soul nourishment, is a bit pappy, and not solid food, and is therefore something to be weaned off.
On the whole I agree, but sometimes, when your mind is mewling like a motherless child, a quick blog about Huddersfield Town can be comforting. A. Pedant would do well to remember that to some of my regular readers, talk of Andy Booth is breast milk.
A. Pedant writes that they think I might have been weaned off football, but the fact is, there hasn't been any for two months. It all kicks off, in earnest, next week. Premiership, Championship, League 1 and York and District over 35's. It's more or less the same set up as last year, except that John Terry has negotiated himself a pay rise, up to £135,000 per week , and York Corinthians over 35's have put their subs up to a fiver.
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Also, did you know that football originally came from kicking someone's head about. Now that's left to the supporters.
Posted by Les Miserable , on Sunday 5th August 2007, 12:21 AM
Ah yes, the brother phil, he always ends up p-ist.
Posted by Les Miserable , on Sunday 5th August 2007, 12:14 AM
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