After attending and enjoying Rufus Wainwright and Kate McGarrigle’s performance at the Royal Festival Hall last month, I was wandering around the South Bank, wondering what other shows I might be able to take in to exploit more fully London’s … Continue reading
I used to work in a Blockbuster video store, many moons ago, and it was a pretty awful job. The only real delight was in ordering obscure films from other branches just to annoy their sales assistants. Since leaving that … Continue reading
I have a problem with my relationship. I’m British, and I used to go out with this European. We got on well but I argued a lot with the family. Now, I’m seeing an American, but every time we go … Continue reading
I’m having problems with the papers. They all says that I’ve been naughty but I ain’t. I’m just a bloke what likes kicking a ball around but there’s these girls, right, who’ve been talking about my tackle and the wife’s … Continue reading
My boyfriend, the crazy fool, has just accidentally deleted our weblog. This wouldn’t matter so much if it wasn’t mostly being written by other people these days, but as it is, all those contributions have been cruelly wiped off the … Continue reading