Monthly Archives: January 2011

Sundays are rubbish to write about; I have to write it on Mondays on which I always feel crap, and I don’t do anything on Sundays so unless there is an interesting thing happened then there is not much to … Continue reading →

I read a comic today.  And I don’t mean that I worked out what the body language of a stand-up comedian meant.  I mean like a series of pictures and words telling a story.  Despite being happy to be somewhat … Continue reading →

It’s got fucking cold hasn’t it?  Proper cold.  Like really cold.  Not the cold that thin people say is cold, but the cold people more normal (obese) people actually feel.  This was one of the reasons I took the bold … Continue reading →

Is it possible to be impartial about something when the something involves someone you love/hate/all the shades of grey in between?  I was in two minds whether or not to write about, and thus say lots of nice things, about … Continue reading →

“Did you smash it?” I’m not going to go into the palaver of Richard Keys and Andy Gray again.  This is just about this video (below).  I watched it pretty much as soon as I got into work on The Guardian … Continue reading →

The last hour or so of work was spent deciding Gym or run (doing nothing was the unspoken option, fortunately the unspoken need not be the unwritten – especially in retrospect. And brackets).  They gym has the ‘paying for it … Continue reading →

Dun-dun-dunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn Everyone else has had their say, so why fucking bother?  Well because the thought of one other person in the world reading anything I write excites me. Sometimes, just sometimes mind, my blog is read by one person.  It … Continue reading →

I’d fucking hate to be one of those cunts who writes/talks about his dreams.  But, I did have a dream on the Saturday-Sunday sleep where I was told I had about 10 days to live and it was very vivid.  … Continue reading →