“The strange thing is I don’t actually own a dog.”

“The strange thing is I don’t actually own a dog.”

I bloody love dogs. In fact for the first 19 years of my life, you would have been hard pressed to see me more than a few feet away from one. However that changed the night I handed over the

Gamey

Gamey

So I’ve had my PlayStation 4 for a week now and I must say that I am rather impressed. I don’t want to turn this into a tech blog, there are loads of those already. However I really must write

Hot Enough

Hot Enough

It’s summer in the United Kingdom and the sun is cracking ‘t flags. So what can you do to maximise your enjoyment of this special time of year? Here are some sexy suggestions. Ride a frozen glove. Kiss a deer.

I Know What You Did That Summer

I Know What You Did That Summer

Last night I popped into my loft, which a feat worthy of a mention because until recently I have been too fat to get through the trapdoor. So for many months I believed the boxes to be lost to me

Goodbye Rik

Goodbye Rik

At two o’clock this afternoon the friends and family of Rik Mayall laid him to rest. That was a shitty sentence to write. The sentence I should be writing is: at 2pm this afternoon the friends and family of Rik

World Cupping

World Cupping

I just want you to know that I am really looking forward to the World Cup. I love nothing more than pubs full of shouty violent men or the shock of waking at 2am to the scream of fists in

Lump

You’ve got to accentuate the positive. Eliminate the negative And latch on to the affirmative Don’t mess with Mister In-Between. About six years ago I followed the advice of pop sensation Johnny Mercer (see him dead this Saturday at your