Usual Friday night scenario. We watch the news, we’re bathed, dressing gowned, tea-ed up and relaxed. I’m failing miserably on some cryptic crossword compiled by a dyslexic Lithuanian-speaking sub-normal (obviously, otherwise I’d be racing through it…) and Mel’s asleep. Fast asleep. Head hanging on one side, just sufficiently that even a 3 minute snooze will – Read More-
… let me count the ways. Let me say from the outset: I really don’t like Chelsea very much. And thus I’m really enjoying the scandal surrounding the fans in Paris completely living up to the stereotypical image we have of them. Shaven-headed, ignorant, racist yobs. Fab. Job done. I’ve always had that impression of – Read More-
I’m just reading a great book by Ben Elton. Safe to say, all his books are great. So far. This one’s about time travel. “Oh, not tiiiiiiiime tttttttravel; boooooooringgggg. Don’t say; its all about going back to 1963 and becoming your own grandfather, or the other ‘time para-fuckin’-dox’ where you bang your head in 1357 – Read More-
That’s from the bible. I googled it. And its true. Though I kind’a reckon that in Deuteronomy they meant ‘bread’ to mean ‘food’ and went on to explain that the word of God is needed as well as ‘bread’. Whereas until Gourmet Burger Kitchen start a ‘word-of-God Burger’, I’m afraid I’m going to take it – Read More-
I’ve said it before and I’ll doubtless say it again, but it seems to be an eternally appropriate sentence. Ed Miliband is a nob. Just in case you had doubts. Yet to a degree, what you actually ‘view’ of any political leader in reality goes way beyond the man himself. They don’t just spout the – Read More-
Last week I went to the Doctor. Being a real man, in every sense of the word, it must have been really fucking serious, because going to the Doc’s is such an effin’ chore. But I went because I needed the final instalment on my inoculations from the holiday. I know, I’ve been back ages – Read More-
Its out. The movie. We’ve all been waiting. And now its here. O. M. G!!! If I’m honest, (which I generally try to be unless I choose not to be or there’s some financial gain to be made by not being), and being a true movie lover, I intend to go and see 50 Shades – Read More-
Its Rachie’s birthday today. So if you haven’t texted, emailed, phoned, posted a card, sent a present, delivered flowers, bought diamonds, booked a surprise weekend away on Necker Island or arranged dinner tonight (as I have, phew) better attend to it now or you’ll be on the shit-list of shit-lists. Because failure to pay attention – Read More-
Samsung are taking over the world. The Korean electronics giant have just flogged me two new phones (one for me, one for the Mrs) and so their profits are well up for the month. Even though I didn’t actually pay for them. They also make tvs. And their new ‘smart tv’ has, as they all – Read More-
I went to a trade fair yesterday afternoon. At the Excel Centre in Docklands. That’s exciting. A trip to the wilds of the south east. Of London. Millwall Country. Our traditional optical trade fair is in Birmingham. And for that one you have to, in fact, travel all the way to Birmingham. Generally. Which is – Read More-