I’ve never been into horoscopes and astrology, in fact I think it’s a load of old bollocks. (I’m a Capricorn after all, and we’re very skeptical). That said, I’ve been reading up on personality traits of Capricorns – mainly out
Because it’s Easter I’d thought I’d share this youtube clip of the artist, Sebastian Horsley, being crucified. The video is totally real and quite unnerving, although you don’t actually see any blood. He doesn’t shout out when the nails go
Sad news this week. Last week my aunt died. She was called Lilly and she was 83. She lived in Birmingham or somewhere like that. Hadn’t seen her for about 14 years, since my nan’s funeral in fact. Sadder still,
For me, 2011 was the year of the troll. For anyone who doesn’t know what the phrase means (apart from being an ugly slow-witted beastie), in internet parlance it’s anyone who causes trouble online. People that lurk in chat rooms,
I’m going on holiday to Butlins this weekend in Somerset. For anyone not in the UK, Butlins are those cheap and cheerful holiday camps that sprang up here after the war. They provided kiss-me-quick fun and light saucy entertainment. And
I like cats, me. I also like innuendo, but I’ve always found the phrase “pussy” to be a bit crass. That’s why I tend to say “minge” instead. This song, however, is all about “pussy” and is genuinely very funny.