Hard-to-read fonts are more memorable… apparently.

I’m no designer. My knowledge of fonts extends only in general to the list that appears on Microsoft Word. Don’t know the names, don’t know the preference, but I do sometimes enjoy browsing when I’m starting a new piece of written work.

When you write all day, every day in pretty much one font, its look can get a little dull. So sometimes I look for a font style that’s a little bit different, that marries the nature of the subject I’m writing about, and that gives the reader another reason to be attracted to my text. I only really did this for a bit of fun, to explore the fonts available to me. I always limit my choices to only those fonts that are clearly legible – obviously! But according to this link, I may not need to. Because, apparently, harder-to-read fonts are more memorable to the reader.

I’m off to explore my ‘Wingdings’!



‘Feel the train of pain!’

Office politics. It’s everywhere. With all the ills going on the world, you’d think that we’d manage to put our daily differences aside and concentrate on the job in hand. But there it is, rearing its head again. The guy who always turns up late and gets away with it. The annoying so-and-so who plays his music a little too loud. The boss with the slightly over-patronising tone. The halfwit who always seems to forget stuff. And the irritation of visiting the coffee machine to find that someone has emptied the coffee and neglected to refill it.

For this last irritation in particular, why not try a dose of Terry Tate? This is an old one for the Americans. The character aired a few years ago – a product of Reebok’s half-time Superbowl commercial. Every office needs one.


An ode to Vegas

Long haul flight through the dead of night
To a desert jewel shining so pretty
As wheels hit the sand, we come in to land
Through the neon-encrusted jaws of Sin City.

It fills you with awe. But leave your morals at the door.
It invented the word hedonistic
And at its worst, it’ll empty the purse
Of each gambler and chancer that  risks it.

Great hotels new and old
Each one promising gold
Eden’s serpent around every corner
But thank God as a rule the air con keeps you cool,
Because outside it burns like a sauna!

it’s a well-known tradition that by its own admission
Vegas meals come in Olympic-size portions.
A farm’s worth of meat is the rarest of treats
And the ‘Supergulps’ should come with a caution!

In the state of Nevada they’ve raided the larder
For the finest in meat, fish, and pasta
Each buffet divine – ‘all you can eat’ in your own time
For your waistband it’s certain disaster.

Playground of pretences, a feast for the senses,
Oasis of fun in the sand
Spend your days looking cool in your shades by the pool
And your nights trying to play a good hand.

A city nocturnal, a spirit eternal
With a flauntingly brash sense of style
Whether taking a dip or cruising down the strip
Its exponents are sure to raise a smile.

Nights in the bars, the clubs and the cars
High on excess and elation
By the time you go to bed it has drained all your credit
And drowned you in intoxication.

The entertainment is extensive. The drinks are expensive
A land of opportunism and endeavour
The more you explore, the more you’ll be sure
To build fond memories that last forever.

So farewell desert jewel, you set your own rules
What wonderful magic you gave us
But we’ll be back to find more support  for your line
That what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.

Everybody loves Lego

A rather charming idea, this. Unusually for someone of my age, I didn’t play with Lego an awful lot as a child. I’m not especially practical so perhaps the risk of failure put me off. But the imagination was always there, and that’s what I love about this video – capturing the way that Lego can mirror and shape the world around us.