Forgot to post this – a chap celebrated the Royal Wedding by…
Forgot to post this – a chap celebrated the Royal Wedding by redecorating his dalek in a more patriotic manner. Awww.
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Glengoing, Glengoing, Glengoyne!
In an effort to get politics off the Headline position and steer this blog back to its usual direction, a quick summary of the impromptu vertical whisky tasting that Liz & I did on Saturday afternoon. When I won that massive pile of whisky from the superlative chaps (and chapettes) at Master of Malt back…
Discussion: Alternative Voting
Anyone waiting for buses recently in Vauxhall would have seen a fairly imposing billboard, and it’s the sort of thing which signals to me that I must be getting older, because instead of not giving 2 shits about it, seeing it sends me into apoplectic paroxysms of rage: The principle at stake is the upcoming…
This is what happens when you leave idiots unsupervised
We drive to Land’s End. Still, lovely spot.
Comedy Rush: Covering a lot of comedic ground in a very short space of time
60 comedians in 60 minutes sounds like a potentially ridiculous format for a gig, and if you thought that you’d be absolutely right. However somebody cooked the concept up, and there’s clearly plenty of talent keen to get involved because when I went to Comedy Rush at the Shaftesbury Theatre it was the second night…
Qype: Jamie’s Italian in Bristol
Bristol – Eating & Drinking – Restaurants – Italian & Pizza Poor Jamie must be run ragged getting around and personally supervising all the pasta houses that are springing up (about 20, so far) adorned with his cheeky moniker. We thought we’d give the recently opened one in Bristol a go. First tip is to…
A bloke on the tube was wearing this Sid James shirt which I…
A bloke on the tube was wearing this Sid James shirt which I hadn’t seen before. We talked about it, and when he got off he gave a little Sid-laugh.
Whale snot, and bats being very rude indeed
London delivered another of it’s rare and exciting opportunities into my eager grasp last Thursday night with the chance to attend the 2011 Ig Nobel Tour of the UK, to hear from Marc Abrahams of the Annals of Improbable Research in the Great Hall at Imperial College as he gave a presentation on the 2010…
The farmer takes a wife, the barber takes a pole.
Whilst perambulating about the lovely city of Bristol the other day we stumbled past a reasonably fetching barber shop. Stumbled upon isn’t quite the right word. We weren’t really stumbling at that point of the evening, so it’s not like we were stumbling and then went past it… it was more just that we were…