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I’m sure there must be a way of connecting yesterday’s news story “London exodus as Australians return home for jobs and sun” with last week’s somewhat heavily hyperbolised headline, “Aussie sperm floods UK” (making it hyper-bollock, rather than hyperbolic). That’s right, they’re pleading for Australians to stay in London, even though there’s scientific evidence that…
The trouble with being prodigiously hirsute is that after a relatively short interval of not shaving, one’s moustache loses definition – this simply won’t do, of course, and is why I had to find a moustache expert up to the lofty task of cultivating my top-lip masterpiece back to its glorious prominence. Previous experiments in…
Having elected to debark (?) the train at Royal Leamington Spa, I am pleased to announce a dramatic improvement in the anagram situation. Among hundreds of others, this place offers “A linty promo lasagne”. I could live here.
It’s a shame that “British Rail Companies” isn’t an anagram of “Architects of misery”, as that would be poetic and justified.
I’m always bewildered by the daily displays of outrage portrayed in the British press (although some papers are worse culrpits than others): today I’ve read about outrage over prisoners being given a standup comedy course, uproar over a topless photo in a Cambridge student magazine, bankers DISGUSTING sex & drug spree, and of course the…
Having lived here in London for over 4 years now I think I’ve gotten used to many of the local customs & behaviours, and to some extent modified my ludicrous Australian behaviour patterns to fit more closely with some of the English sensibilities presented to me on a daily basis. One of the aspects of…
How remiss of me – I forgot to post a photo of the highly excellent shower curtain that our bathroom is currently sporting. Cool, huh?
It’s hardly topical at this stage of the game, but in the last week of July Richie & I hopped on the train over to Paris to catch the last stage of the Tour de France. This may seem a surprising move for someone who’s scarcely expressed any interest whatsoever in the world of professional…
Oh yes, it’s THAT time of year again – Movember! And, given my lack of charitable activity of late (in honesty, I’ve not done much since the great hospital abseil) I thought what a perfect chance to promote awareness of prostate cancer, and hopefully raise a few quid towards eradicating it, or at least making…
On our recent trip to Las Vegas I was lucky enough to insinuate myself onto a guided tour of a fascinating and overlooked piece of Sin City’s heritage, the Neon Boneyard. It was an extremely near-miss, owing to my propensity to not really know what day or time it was, but luckily just that week…