BSL Blunder

Well it’s been another odd day! This afternoon I was sitting at my desk minding my own business, when one of my colleagues who just happens to be deaf, popped over to ask me a question. Sadly he tends to

What Ho Bumface!

Here I am again. Have spent three or more days with serious writers block even to the point that approaching my blog did afear me. However it is a nice cold Sunday and my washing is cooking on the radiators.

No Luck!

What a difference a day makes. Tonight I missed my bus and had to walk home, no childhood hero Emailed and I stubbed my toe when getting in the bath. It’s bark soothes lepers and men rejoice at it’s doom.


It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in posession of an email address must be in want of a cock stiffening drug. However these are not the most disturbing spam messages. The most disturbing are the ones that


Well my cunning plan has worked. after a few weeks of gradually making my hair shorter and shorter I removed it altogether tonight then went to the pub. Nobody noticed! It’s soo much nicer like this especially in an over

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