‘Tis supposed to be long term financial security for an actor to land a role in an established soap opera – but ‘it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy’ as the Animals once sung.
This royal barge of kings, this aquatic’d isle,This flooded land, this seat of Zeus,This other Venice, water-paradise,This water park built by Nature for herselfThis blessed lake, this marsh, this bog, this Continue reading →
This is a public service announcement for the benefit of those of a certain age, like myself, who are watching the younger generation take over the helm of our crumbling world, and who wonder whether they really have
Roachia, so the ever reliable urban dictionary informs me, is an online roleplaying community with its own religions, culture, and lifestyles where users can create up to three characters and live a virtual life, engaged in complicated and
The urbane Kier Starmer and the somewhat more downmarket, but undoubtedly charming, Kieran Parsons (pictured left) may not appear to have much in common – but they are both looking to cure their unemployment problems by
Like an overflowing cess-pit, rumours bubble up from the bottom of the Internet and advertise their presence with a belch. The fertile imagination of those who create these stories knows no bounds. Invariably built around single
I had no idea until I read Lloyd’s Bank’s latest press release, that their senior employees did all their work with the end of their penis. Who did? Not for their
Edward Lorenz’s ‘Butterfly effect’ sounds positively poetic – a beautiful butterfly innocently flutters its wings in sunny Brazil; in far off Texas, ugly storm clouds gather and lives and homes are wrecked as a tornado wreaks
‘Evidence’ and ‘Fact’ are two different things. The words are not interchangeable. That basic lesson in the comprehension of the English language appears to have been missing from the curriculum of an entire generation. Time and
I have been grappling with the latest meandering thoughts on how a Conservative government can best enlarge the state sector and provide employment for all those annoying lefties….
I was intrigued by an article I read recently written by a residential care worker talking about Cumberlow Lodge, a home I was in for a short period. Underneath the article was the usual crop of comments.
– And the 2014 National Television Award for light entertainment before the watershed goes to….Haley Cropper for playing so convincingly a trendy transgendered, terminally ill, cancer patient, terrified of the Liverpool pathway….before finally topping herself to
Not much time today – the woman-sized microwave is calling…..only ten more sessions and I shall be pronounced ‘mi-cuit’ and allowed to resume normal life!
So, contributions welcome from you over the next few
One of these images illustrates the work of an ‘artistic radical with a cool intellectual agenda’ being an ‘iconic portrait of a complex allegorical description of modern British life’. It has graced the home of Continue reading →
Not to put too fine a point on it – if you are size of a Beluga whale, and you unavoidably, without sexual intent, ‘violate the personal space’ of every man, woman, dog and child in
Twitter is enduring a multi-orgasm this morning; positively trembling at the knees. An army of Observer reading foot soldiers have taken to the airwaves to protest at the apparent ‘news’ that the BBC ‘turned a blind eye
“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets…da, dum; da, dum….the innocent children clustered round
Thursday morning, both my crazy taxi driver and the crazy nurse were complaining of sore throats and ‘maladie‘ – by Friday morning both had fielded replacements from the subs bench. I’m not allowed a replacement, I
