Proper Fuxed.

Well that didn’t work out too well did it? Unless you’re a 51.9%er. As if my Thursday hadn’t been bad enough I had to look at my phone on Friday morning to find we’d pulled out of the EU, like a dog pulling out of a gorilla. Maybe it was always meant to be and […]

FUXIT.

As I drove to work this morning in the pissing, pissing, pissing, relentless, bastard, pissing rain I passed a big purple sign saying ‘We want our country back….vote leave’. My first thought was ‘wankers’ (not the voters, the campaigners). My second thought was, again, ‘wankers’(not the voters, the campaigners) . My third thought was ‘well, […]

We was robbed.

Gosh, wasn’t it unbearable?! Ooohhh, the tension. Will they get to the end? Will they finish the job? Can England’s finest go the distance in France? In the end neither Peter Crouch or Ian Wright did manage to string together a coherent sentence between them but by jingo did they try. Last night was depressing […]

A tribute to a very naughty gorilla. Plus death and euthanasia.

A tribute to a very naughty gorilla. Plus death and euthanasia. It’s been a funny week though we don’t seem to have spent much time laughing. Yesterday was good though. ‘The wife’ and I had a little lie in and then met up with Abigail Frottagepot, his ‘the wife’ and roughly two thirds of their […]

A moment on the lips.

Yesterday was, I am reliably informed, our ‘kissaversary’. That’s right, 7 years ago yesterday my future wife and I had our first nervous, awkward kiss. Probably. This is precisely the kind of event that, generally speaking, women are very good at remembering and men just don’t bother trying to. What I can tell you is […]

You were always…

Facebook keeps asking me what’s on my mind so, since I have a few minutes, here goes. That photo of a dad with his son, in the shower. That photo has ‘sparked debate’, primarily between people who think it’s ‘beautiful’ and ‘touching’ and people who think it’s ‘inappropriate’ and ‘unsettling’. In fact most ‘people’ have […]

Murder. Just murder.

Five minutes ago you would have found me wearing a long, black, curly wig and pouting at the mirror. It wasn’t my intention to look like a total twat, it never is, but it’s a sacrifice I will have to make for the gods of murder mystery. That’s where we’re heading tonight. To Romford. For […]

Facebook Fever

Oh boy is it starting to heat up on the Facebook front. In just 2 weeks or something I have acquired at least 5 friends. It might not sound much but they are at least friends and not ‘friends’. I’ve sent out a few more requests but I’ve realised it’s quite tricky because I’m trying […]

Green with nausea.

We’ve just returned from lunch with my sister, her partner and Mum and Dad to raise a small glass in recognition of Mum’s birthday. We ate at Prezzo’s in St Neots. It’s hard to believe that before Prezzo’s opened up the cultural highlight of St Neots was Superdrug. Oh, how times have changed. Anyway, I […]

Anti- semantics.

There’s a big wet slap of a crisis splattered across the news about anti-Semitism just about right now. I’ll say one thing for the anti-Semites. They’re fucking idiots. And I’ll say one thing for the Semites too. They’re fucking idiots. While I’m at it I’ll say one thing for myself as well. I’m a fucking […]