Monthly Archives: September 2014

Ian Poulter received criticism for tweeting about his nanny being downgraded (this happened some weeks ago but I only know about it because of excessive nanny based jokes on the Ryder Cup coverage on social media), leaving his wife to cope … Continue reading →

There’s a relaxation about having abandoned the blog a day approach. However, it is now all too easy to not bother writing anything out of abject procrastination. Last Sunday I started off a rant about some sexist adverts and I … Continue reading →

People ask for democracy, democracy doesn’t give them what they want, people claim people who want something else are idiots, people questions democracy/smash up the place they live. Maybe sometimes it is better to avoid these difficult conversations (95% of managers where … Continue reading →

We are talking about the house again. It’s not a long conversation by any means. I would have hoped agreeing to buy it would end them for a bit. But it hasn’t. I am fundamentally not that annoyed by the … Continue reading →

“It’s already getting dark,” the taxi driver states somewhat mistaking what darkness is. “You mean it’s getting less light,” I offer – in a parallel universe where I am (more of) a twat (than I am in this one). He … Continue reading →

In an utterance that is unlikely to inspire people to gasp I keep saying, “buying a house is a fucking con.” It is though. Everyone involved supports a massive ecosystem of reports and quotes that stand for as little as…deary … Continue reading →

I want to make it very clear I am not comparing Scotland to Pistorius in any other way than people having ill-informed opinions. To my knowledge Scotland hasn’t shot someone, planned or otherwise, and claimed it was an accident. I … Continue reading →