Birthdays are strange things with bookface involved.
It’s my birthday today. I have spent the day much as any other, copious quantities of toats followed by a Continue Reading
Stuff
Stuff is great. We love stuff.
Why are bank holidays so crap?
They really are, aren’t they? So far today, I’ve watched Jeremy Kyle (which is a daily thing anyway), ignored Jeremy Continue Reading
Wow. That, Gary Barlow, is how you earn a knighthood.
I’ll be honest. I had subscribed to the Al Murray theory of the Olympics – it’s going to be a Continue Reading
A blog? Why not? Everybody else is.
Hello! Put the kettle on and pull up a chair. I’m going to start a blog. Again. I tried to Continue Reading