VIDEO: Flatulent fan interrupts snooker
VIDEO: Flatulent fan interrupts snooker: ON THE list of worst possible places for a flatulence problem to rear its head, the silent reverence of a world championship snooker match is definitely up there.
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VIDEO: Flatulent fan interrupts snooker: ON THE list of worst possible places for a flatulence problem to rear its head, the silent reverence of a world championship snooker match is definitely up there.
It’s puerile, but I’ve watched this about 47 times already.
One minute is calibrated in length by the number of oscillations a Caesium atom makes at a laboratory in France somewhere*. However, the subjective length of a minute is different to: – a person waiting a minute for their train to arrive (slightly slower than a standard minute). – a person on a train which…
OK, so, what’s the deal with straight razor shaves? If I had 5p for every bridegroom who excitedly told me that on the morning of the wedding, the groom’s party were getting a wet shave from a barber, I’d have… well, about 30p. But this isn’t about the money. I’m just trying to work out…
In Soho, the walls have noses. I’d heard a few times from cab drivers and London trivia goons about there being a nose in Admiralty Arch, and that – for example – as part of The Knowledge exams that cab drivers take they’re told to drive from somewhere like “The chimney on the bridge to…
As begun last year (and, even slightly MORE delayed than last year), I thought an ideal blog topic was a list of the films that I watched over the last 12 months, and a brief description of each (in the ongoing quest to try to write a blogpost of under 800 words)… The Ghost Writer…

The sign says Turnham Green, but to be honest they’ve gone more of a pale blue colour…

I guess we’ve got one or two whiskies on the shelf down here at @sohowhiskyclub