Think of the puppies.

It’s a 1963 British Antari Mark III. No, really!

Ainsley’s audition piece for The Joker takes a wrong turn when some idiot turns up to spoil the photo.

And lo, on the sixth day it came to pass. As was written in the scriptures the pavements opened (well there’s a crack in the concrete, but quite frankly, I think it’s been there a while now) and the multitudes … Continue reading →

I wasn’t really awake, I was just finishing a yawn, standing in front of the bathroom mirror which is illuminated from behind by fluorescent strip lights and there suddenly, floating in front of my eyes were those things. Those things … Continue reading →