Ok, that’s it, I’m simply not going to cast my vote in next week’s Presidential election. I refuse. I abstain. Ok, I don’t actually get a vote, as such, but… errr… yeah, well, good point. No vote. Thank God for that. Who the fuck are Americans going to vote for? The brain-damaged molester? Or the – Read More-
Went to see ‘Motown: The Musical’ last night. Brilliant. Ish. Very ‘ish’. In fact much more ‘ish’ than brilliant. Because its a formula now. Jersey Boys (Frankie Valley: the musical), Sunny Afternoon (Kinks: the musical), Beautiful (Carole King: the musical), Queen: the Musical (Queen; the musical)… ya get the picture. And of course the music’s – Read More-
The Brexit vote, that fateful day that has so far increased the price of an Apple Mac by £300 and dropped the pound 20% against the dollar and the Euro (funny money used by the garlic eaters of Western Europe and the racists and anti-semites of Eastern Europe), was on June 23rd. Since that day, – Read More-
West Ham United are struggling to find sponsors for their new stadium. Currently named ‘the London stadium’, in honour of the city they stole it from, the club are desperate to find ‘that deal’ but have now almost exhausted all the middle eastern airlines with no sign of success. They’re now approaching Stanley Knives to – Read More-
So today’s the day. Canadian Delivery Day. Young Justin Trudeau, pinup boy for the French speaking prime ministers of the world, is being delivered to Brussels. To finalise the ‘trade deal’ between the fine nations of Canada and… er… and Europe, that’s been about 27 years in the making. So in jets Justin, pen in – Read More-
The winner in the ‘New Runway’ competition (part 724) is… (pause for effect, like they do in bake-off)… is… HEATHROW!!!!! Oh, that’s brilliant!!! Isn’t it? Well I’m first going to put on my ‘person living in London, thankfully nowhere near fucking Heathrow’ hat. Its a Spurs hat. I only have Spurs hats. And in that – Read More-
So two poofs walk into a bakery… Sounds like the start of a joke. But is in fact the start of a really long and protracted court case, decided, finally, yesterday in Belfast. Wedding-cake-gate. Or Wedding-cake-gay, as it may be here. A man, let’s suppose he’s Northern Ireland’s leading gay rights activist, because he is, – Read More-
Oh no! My team appear to be suffering from abject humiliation, in no small part due to my poor team selection and all is grim. I NEED A DOCTOR!!!! Well, I need someone to blame. What??? There’s no team doctor or physio here within 20 yards?? Shit! I shall just have find a scapegoat elsewhere. – Read More-
Its Sunday morning, its clear, bright and sunny. Its cool, but we’re happy with that. Us tennis players. Much nicer playing in cool than stinking, simmering, humidifying heat. The perfect day. The perfect morning. Tennis morning. But I can’t play tennis. Banned. Grounded. Prevented. Not allowed. Because although the surgeon who performed ‘the world’s biggest – Read More-
Now that’s clever. Daniel’s bakery have ‘invented’ the best of all possible worlds. They’ve combined two of the possible three best things there are and come up with a Spurs Cookie. A big one. (The third best thing can indeed be combined with the other two, but only in private, preferably in a room with – Read More-