You know when you’re writing and stuff, be it a blog post, or book, a thesis, police statement, the occasional letter to the reader’s page of Razzle etcetera – and sometimes you feel all inspired and it’s really easy and
I renewed my passport recently, meaning that I get to see the current incarnation of my “boat race” fixed and glorified in leather-bound booklet form for the next decade. Despite having 9 months left to go on my previous one I
I feel it only fair to warn you that this blog post consists of two things I am obsessive about; music and making lists. It does not, however, feature any mention of tattoos, wanking or the dark arts – so
The full title to this blog post should have been “Things Not To Say To Someone with Tattoos (i.e me) – Especially if You Don’t Know Them” – but that seemed a bit unnecessarily long-winded. Not that that usually stop
Here’s my very short review of the year; it won’t feature anything topical such as current affairs or any noteworthy news items, it will just be about me and my year. And it will be short because I’ve done fuck
World peace. Not because I especially want to make the world a better and more harmonious place; I just want a bit of peace and quiet, without idiots getting on my tits. A blowjob. To break into the music industry.
October was a quiet month for me, so I decided to use my free time constructively and watched as many horror films as possible in the build up to Halloween. I’ve reviewed them here, because I’m a bit OCD like