I remember the good old days – 1997 to be precise. Getting to work was easy. Hopped in the car, when I wanted to and within 20 or so minutes was safely at work. Door to door. 20 miles. Easy … Continue reading →

Thanks again Karen for the guest spot here at Uborka. Im not sure it was a good idea to get Sevitz or I ranting too much, but anyway. So today, we’ve decided on stress and commutting in our respective cities. … Continue reading →

In 1977, the obscure American band Ram Jam adopted blues cult hero Leadbelly’s song “Black Betty” as part of the band’s proposed conquest of the world’s airwaves. It was no wonder that world domination was not immediately forthcoming, and the … Continue reading →

My fellow guest blogger, who should be along tomorrow morning to introduce my good self, is my friend Marlon. Marlon, or Marl I met at university in 1993. Marl was different to all the other kids. Marl viewed the world … Continue reading →

Well, if it was ever a week I needed a drink this was it. So I’m going first, and I’m having the biggest, pinkest, most decorated cocktail I can find. *drains bucket* Right. Now on to serving you lot. Green … Continue reading →

I is for Illegal… Older than 16 – ok. Younger than 16 – not. Rocket science it ain’t. I is also for Inexplicable… It’s a girl thing. Accept it and life will be far easier for you. J is for … Continue reading →

Essex road, 10pm, Wednesday. A true story You know what the problem wiv gurls is? Fink they can do everyfink. E for fuckin Everyfink. Modern Gurls, vat is. Not like my old mum. Proper girl she wuz. But ‘eese modern … Continue reading →

In this filthy age, it seems to be a widely held belief that the lady’s wonder-hole is for ‘putting things in’. Not so. While things certainly can be put ‘there’ (although only ‘things’ belonging to your husband, ladies, remember…), the … Continue reading →