Something for nothing…. a “free” mouse…

I’ve always been one for a bargain, so when I see an offer that’s clearly too good to be true on somewhere like facebook, I’m a sucker, and I just have to have it. Well, that’s a complete lie. This is the first of these I’ve ever done, but who knows? Maybe there’ll be more. I doubt it.

Before anyone complains I’m jumping on some type of sponsorship bandwagon, I’m not. In fact, I’m not even going to name the site I got this from. Nobody gets free adverts from me. I’ll tell you, but only if you’re really interested.

Right, so, onto this free mouse then. Way back on 6th December I saw a post on Facey B for a free mouse. Just pay shipping from the US to the UK, all of $9.99. OK, it wasn’t free, I’d never heard of this website, I’d signed up to it using my “spam name”, I’d accidentally got my address wrong while ordering, and the site was saying that due to the amount of orders, it could take 3-5 weeks. Oh, well, this is going to turn up then, isn’t it?

I’d genuinely forgotten about it, but exactly 4 weeks to the day since I ordered it, there was a knock on the solid oak doors of Mercuryvapour Towers, and a parcel from Taiwan. A very flimsy package, consisting of a plastic bag, a zip-lock bag, some bubble wrap and the mouse. I’d show you the packaging, but I’ve lobbed it, but I was very, very surprised that it made it here in one piece.

Upon first inspection, it didn’t feel too bad It’s covered almost entirely in that “soft-feel” stuff, except for the part where your thumb goes, that’s just normal dimpled plastic. There seems to be some type of scribbled circuit design with a swirl in the middle, and the letters “JWFY”. The cable is braided red and black, but nothing special.

What does it look like when plugged in?

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A mouse of many colours. I’ve never been a fan of LED-for-the-sake-of-it. RGB gaming and all of that type of crap can go suck a bag of disks. An LED simply for decoration is a waste of the world’s finite resources. I long for the days of beige keyboards, and beige PCs, where they’re heard, and never seen. Now they’re silent disco-balls, and the peripherals are no different.

The mouse is no exception. I’m not going to break it open, but I’d guess there’s 4 RGB LEDs in there, cycling infinitely through a range of colours. The underside is, as you’d expect… plain, with no model number or similar, just a patent number…

Onto the big question… how does it feel? Actually, not too bad. It moves nicely on a mouse pad. The usual features you’d expect from a gaming mouse are present. Backwards + Forwards browser buttons, mouse sensitivity button.

There’s one thing, after an hour of use, that is stopping me from liking this (and the fact I already have a gaming mouse that’s not near as garish as this), and its the mouse buttons. I have small hands, with short stumpy fingers, so this is less of a problem for me, but if you have long fingers, this mouse will give you PAIN. The ends of the buttons are incredibly sharp.

The photo doesn’t quite do justice how bad these are, but honestly, you’ll need to take a file to those bad lads before using it for any period of time. I just caught it while typing that last sentence and had to look to see if I drew blood. Makes me wonder about the legality of the safety marks on the underside of this thing. I mentioned the flimsy packaging it came in. After feeling those buttons, I’m surprised it never cut straight through it.

OVerall, this is a *really* entry level gaming mouse. The free promotion for these has ended, and the site is selling them for $15. they have another design of “free” mouse still available, but you can almost guarantee it’ll be the same circuit board in a slightly different case. For those of you who know which site I’m talking about and are still waiting on their mice, you will eventually get it.

Oh, and a quick thing about the “Spam Name”… If you sign up for a promotion that offers you free stuff, and you think the company are going to sell your details (no company gives something away for nothing!), just change your name slightly when signing up. I call myself “Jay”. That way, if you ever receive anything with that name, and it’s not your “freebie”, it can go straight in the bin without being opened!

Happy 2018!

You can’t have failed to notice that 2018 is here… at least in GMT / UTC circles anyway. No doubt the sound of fireworks going off has woken everyone on by Facebook profile, and are now desparely checking their phones to see which drunken tirade is happening on there right now.

As usual, I’m not sat in front of my computer typing this at this ungodly hour, instead, no it’s almost 3AM on the day before, but through the magic of technology, it looks like I’m wishing you a happy new year. Deep down, I really am, but I know, by the time you read this, I’ll be the wrong side of a crate of beer (or indeed Southern Comfort – one appeared in my drawer at work, and I genuinely have no idea where it came from. Thanks, anonymous gifter!) just like I am every New Years’ Eve.

2017 has been there year where I’ve started enjoying blogging again. Nowt much happens in my life, but I’ve certainly enjoyed transferring that nothing into text for you to endure.

Here’s to the rest of 2018!

To the ones we’ve lost in 2017…

2017 has seen a lot of change. Normally, I’d do a review of the year, month by month, but seeing as the entire time between August and mid-December was lost to a foot problem, I don’t think there’s much point. Instead I’ll look back at some of the things that were around at the start of the year, but have now been confined to history.

First off, we’ll start off with a sad personal one of mine…

I found it too difficult to post about on here at the time, so I didn’t, but back in the summer, we lost Sam, or Samson go give him his full name. On the 19th July at the ripe old age of 18, he made his final journey “up the coast road”, to join his sister in Doggy Heaven, where she can once again try to mount him, and they can both hide rotting bits of meat under the sofa for the rest of eternity, and he can lie at the top of the stairs leading to the pearly…. dogflaps (?!), and wait for someone to trip over him in the dark. Six months have passed, and I still instinctively pause at the top of the stairs to make sure I’m not going to step on him!


I had intended to write a blog post addressing my dismay at the discontinuation of Mild Curry Savoury Rice, to be replaced with “Super Rice”, but I never got round to it. Although the two look very similar, to me, there was a world of difference.

I have been a fan of the Savoury Rice variety for as long as I can remember. In fact, here’s a photo of me, at Sandy Bay, demolishing a bowl of the afore-mentioned rice-based snack…

Judging by the look on my face, you can tell I was enjoying it. Or maybe I just looked that way as a kid, who knows. Anyway, this remained in the very small repertoire of foods I’d actually eat as a kid.It survived with me, throughout my teens, 20s, into my 30s. OK, there’d be times where I wouldn’t have it for months, even years, but at the back of my mind, it’d be there.

Unfortunately, it was a recipe that “Bachelors” tampered with from time to time, making a pouched “microwaveable” version, for example. These didn’t last long, and eventually went back to the dehydrated backet variety.

Fast forward a few years, and I noticed they’d changed the branding. It was now “Mild Curry Super Rice”, and instead of taking 15-20 minutes to cook, it took 5 minutes. Well, I’d be interested to see what it was like. Aaaaaaaaand, I hated it. The newly formed rice was stodgy, the flavouring stuck to the side of the pan and turned black. It was overall, a disappointing mush, and it contained the scourge of all these types of products… dried peas. Every time I see then I just have to ask why they even exist.

It turns out miracles happened, and I found a shop in the town centre that still stocked the “Savoury Rice” variety. It was still the old recipe. Longer cooking times, no dried peas. A tear of happiness rolled down my cheek. This remained the case for a good few months. Both varieties lived their separate lives.

Then, my foot happened, and I was unable to attend the town centre for a couple of months. I went to stock up, only to find… yes, you’ve guessed it… “Mild Curry Super Rice”. I fell to my knees, clutching my head. A part of me had died. A huge part of my culinary life was at an end. I hadn’t been this devastated since Birds Eye discontinued their “Boil In the Bag” curries some time in the mid 2000s.

All is not lost, however. There appears to be another change to the recipe, and dare I say, it’s “acceptable”. The rice isn’t at bad, and the flavour is adequate. If you put those two packets together though, you’ll notice the values in the health thing are different. Changed recipe, or smaller packet? I shall investigate further.


If, for some reason you haven’t watched it and intend to, then skip this secion as there’ll be spoilers.

Wow, what was that all about? This was by far the worst series I’ve seen it. Normally there’d be some people who you want to see do well, but no, not this year. I hated all of them. And then, that end? Both of them got the bloody money. A grand anti-climax to an utterly depressing 12 weeks of television. After this years’ disappointing show, I’d be interested to see if they completely reshuffle the way the show works, or even abandon it completely. Either way, I’m not sure I’ll bother watching.

I’d attempted to write more on this, but everything I typed just turned into a long, rambling post about nothing, so I’ll just leave with wishing you all the best for the last day of 2017, and if you have a birthday in 2018, then have a happy return.

See you in 2018!

So, this is Christmas, and what have you done?

I’ll tell you what I’ve done, I’ve resurrected this line from many different Christmases past, not that anyone will remember, but this is just a post to wish both of my readers a happy non-descriptive, politically correct time of year. It’s only 9 months until the Christmas trees start going up in the shops again, so make the most of this short time, and enjoy it to the best of your ability..

I don’t feel like singing! Not without Fraulein Maria!

Oh, good-ee. Christmas is approaching us quicker than a speeding locomotive, blasting through the hills of Bavaria, and this year, every single advertisement break on TV has had an awfully twee advert about a mother and daughter who grow up watching “The Sound of Music” together, so the tune of “My Favourite Things”. The end of the advert sees the mother, alone, her daughter has clearly moved out, when all of a sudden, the daughter returns, and now has her own daughter, and the three of them are once again sat down to watch the Sound of Music, and I think I’ve just been sick.

Now, I thankfully have never saw the afore-mentioned film, and only know of the song because it’s used more often than a randy tramp’s condom. I genuinely think it’s something I’d never be able to sit through without retching. It got me wondering, however, if I agree with the choices made in the song, and if some of the things really are my favourite things too?

Raindrops on roses

Naaah. Admittedly, they can be photogenic, if I’ve got a good camera on me, but I’m rarely in the vacinity of roses, and I wouldn’t go out of the way to see them. Next!

And whiskers on kittens

Well that’s pretty specific isn’t it? What about the rest of the kitten? And do you suddenly go off them when the cat reaches adolescence? Admittedly, I’m not a cat person anyway. You can’t trust cats. I’ve only ever liked a handful of cats. There was Dogmeat, a small grey cat from my childhood. There was a guy that lived at the end of the road named Carl, who built bikes. I’m not sure if she was his or just a stray, but after a few months of watching us play cricket in the street, she fell pregnant, had kittens and was never seen again. Sad times.

There’s also James’s cat, who I’ve mentioned before on here.

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens

When I was a kid, we used to always go to Appleby, a small town in Cumbria, famed for its annual travellers’ fair, where people go to watch horses being led into a river. Takes all sorts. Anyway, there used to be a cafe called “The Copper Kettle”. They did lovely chips. Anyway, one year, we went and it had gone. This devastating news meant we never went back to Appleby.
Google tells me it still exists, so it appears it’s reopened in the same location. I doubt it’ll be the same, and their recipe for chips will likely be confined to the history books. It’s very unlikely I’ll ever return to Appleby anyway, so I guess I’ll never know. As for actual copper kettles… No. Not when electric kettles exist.

As for the mittens, absolutely not. I don’t like having my hands covered, and you’ll never see me with a pair of gloves on, or indeed, warm woolen mittens. That’s why coats have pockets.

Brown paper packages tied up with strings

In this day and age of terrorism, I’d be more wary of this, especially if it wasn’t expected. Anyway, cardboard boxes are more common these days. I wonder if anyone actually received packages like this any more…

These are a few of my favorite things

Zero from four. Not going good so far, is it?

Cream-colored ponies

I’ve never once looked at a pony of any colour and thought “That’s one of my favourite things”. I might have got slightly jealous, mind you….

and crisp apple strudels

You know, I went to Austria a few years ago, and never had strudel. I’m not a great fan of apple pie, so I don’t know whether I’d like it or not.

Doorbells and sleigh bells

Can’t stand the doorbell. It’s usually someone wanting money off me. Or, it’s one of the little local scruffians ringing the doorbell and running off. Unless I’m expecting someone, or expecting a package, I usually don’t answer the door. And sleigh bells usually signify Christmas, so you can get stuffed with those too.

And schnitzel with noodles

Ooooo! Finally! Going back to my trip to Austria, I DID have schnitzel, and really liked it. Not sure if I’d class it as one of my favourite things, but if I were to go to Vienna aagain, I’d definitely be ordering the schnitzel. I didn’t see it for sale with noodles though. Is that really a thing, or just more shoddy rhyming There can’t be many things that rhyme with “strudel”?

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings

Right, I’m getting bored of this now, and I’m aware there’s another verse, but I can’t be arsed to do it. At this point, I think that they were just looking for words that rhymed with “things”, because I’ve never seen a moonlit goose. It’s also likely that I never will, as most of the time, I would be below the goose, and any moonlight reflecting off their wings would be pointed upwards. A poor show

These are a few of my favorite things

Well, as I expected, I disagreed with most of these, But, somewhere, in a Mexican jail, I bet there’ll be someone in a Mexican jail, with this going through their head, as Jose, the “cream coloured pony” enters the cell….