Britain is a wonderful land, overflowing with fat bastards contracting infectious diseases. Its amazing there’s anyone left alive really. But a table comparing world thinness was headed by Bangladesh and other places where there’s no food other than a few cans of tomato soup for an entire village to share, provided by the World Health – Read More-
On Sunday Spurs pretty much reached their ‘do-or-die’ day with a visit to Burnley. Even though only the most sadly blinkered and optimistic fan would still have been holding out any hope, prior to that match, that our glorious team could somehow squirm our way into the top 4 and claim the Champions League slot – Read More-
They’ve just brought out Fast n Furious part 7. Its a franchise. A very successful one. Built on the formula of ‘drive ’em fast, crash ’em hard’. Never fails. Brilliant. I haven’t seen any. Not in full. Nor will I bother with the new one. There’s no point. Not like ‘you’ll miss something’ if you – Read More-
Me and my people. I was trying to explain to Mrs Pearly Queen here that I was in fact as much a cockney as she was. That I just spoke more properer than wot she done. That both of us were born within the sound of the Bow Bells, even though they stopped ringing in – Read More-
Well, they had it; ‘the debate’. All seven (???) political leaders saying how wonderful it would be if their party won the upcoming election. So the first question is: why was Nicola Sturgeon, leader of the Scottish Nationalists, present and in fact according to most commentators, the winner of the debate, why the fuck was – Read More-
Ask any good Brit what ‘Easter’ means and he/she’ll say: ‘a four-day weekend’. Its biblical, innit? You get Good Friday off work, and Easter Monday, plus the Saturday and Sunday in between. We all love Easter. And we eat chocolate. Loads of chocolate. Which has no calories for the entire 4 days. A modern day – Read More-
This hand of cards was dealt to me last night during a bridge ‘tournament’. Ok, we play every tuesday, in the kitchen, with my brother and his partner. But its like a tournament. In terms of excitement (sometimes all four of us stay awake all evening) and other than the lack of other players and – Read More-
There’s a shed at Luxembourg airport just filled with art. Serious art. Picassos, Lichtenstiens, Gaugins, all manner of very expensive artwork. Hundreds of masterpieces. Just sitting there in a high security ‘prison’. Because of import tax. Luxembourg is a ‘free port’ so the super rich can keep their art acquisitions there without paying duty. And – Read More-
What’s the worst thing that can happen in the world? Other than Arsenal winning the league, obviously? Plane crashes by suicidal depressives? Invasions by Jihadi extremists? Ebola coming to a neighbourhood near you soon?? Or the Aussies winning a sporting event? Other than the French winning football or rugby, the Aussies are the next dread – Read More-
Went to see a play last night. Called: Bad Jews. An unusual title, granted. An unusual play. A marmite play. Half of those who’d seen it thought it ‘great’ the other half ‘fucking awful’. But heh; all said it was ‘interesting’. And that’s how we ended up at Leicester Square at 7 o’clock last night. – Read More-