My Poor, Poor Ears.

The other morning I switched radio stations in the car and I think I heard a duet between Jon Bon Jovi and Robbie Williams. I mean, it came up on the screen, so it must have been true. First it was Jon Bon Jovi singing. He’s been bigging himself up a lot lately because he […]

Gone Gone Gone.

The first one to go was R, husband of her for many, many years and not long into retirement. He was the kind of guy you heard a bit about but saw nothing of. I can’t say I had a problem with that but if I had ever been introduced to him I would have […]

#555.

A bit of a new start. Or a bit of an old ending. Or maybe neither. Rambling and incoherent, like Proust or Biden. A refresher and a reflection. Something of something and nothing at all, as so many things in life. To put it bluntly, it’s a bit shit, but I don’t care because it’s […]

Come Together.

Hundreds of years ago, and only if you had the urge and power to make it so, it would take quite a lot of time and planning to gather even a modest rooms worth of arseholes together. Back then the world was, somehow, both a bigger and smaller place (although, more accurately and to fly […]

The Perils Of Self Improvement.

It’s very difficult to tell how healthy one really is, on a day to day basis. Through dogged repetition and to blow away the Saturday morning cobwebs from the Friday night before I have chipped away at my Park Run result to the extent that I have finally broken the 24 minute barrier, and for […]

A Load Of Rubbish.

Literally, a load of rubbish about rubbish. It doesn’t matter that it’s rubbish, it’s just nice to crawl out of a big old rut and do something. Anything. Even if it is, indeed, quite rubbish. Living in Britain has become embarrassing. To be fair, it’s been embarrassing for a quite a while already. I’d say, […]

Don’t Give Me A Break.

To be honest, I’m getting sick of turning on my TV. I’m sick of turning it on and instead of being able to watch a continuous stream of adverts I have my fun spoiled by utter crap such as quality programming, original content, thought provoking documentaries and as many classic films as I can manage […]

R.I.P Quality Control.

I wonder what Jane Austen would make of her fame, if she could be brought back to feature on a special Christmas edition of ‘This Was Your Life: Beyond The Grave’. I wonder if she would have the faintest idea just how influential her body of work was to become in the centuries since her […]