We shall go on…

We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in Haymarket, we shall fight on the tube and the airports, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the Charing Cross Road, we shall defend our rights, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the […]

High Drama

So we have a new Prime Minister. Arguably we have the same Prime Minister as we’ve had for the last month only now he’s called the Prime Minister as well as “that smug sanctimonious Scottish bastard what robbed our pensions…” How did our media choose to cover this occasion? One […]

The illusion of chin…

So I shaved at long last. In between finishing the 2nd draft of Priest I got bored of it. Somehow I’d deluded myself that there might be something lurking under it that I actually wanted to look at but oh no – there has been no miracle of genetics: I still look […]

Crazy Hair

My hair is out of control, I realised this today when, on catching my image in the window of a passing shop, I realised the top of my hair was staring back at me from the 2nd storey window. It’s got so bad that London Energy are following me around […]

Days like these…

Bed is good. It’s warm, soft and it doesn’t rain unless the water tank is leaking. Why I ever left that happy sanctuary today I have no idea. First off I appear to have gone nocturnal during my break so I awoke in a zombie like state having been completely […]


Stardust tells the tale of Tristan’s search for a fallen star in order to win the hand of Victoria and is based on the Neil Gaiman novel of the same name. It stars a plethora of names from both sides of the Atlantic including Robert De Niro, Michell Pfeiffer, Peter […]

It’s war…

We have been invaded. No really. For some time now we have been being visited by a family of foxes who seem to think our (until recently) burgeoning vegetable patch is their own personal sandpit. We saved the radishes, the onions – it’s best not to mention them to G […]


Today we went to the Dickens World exhibition in Chatham. Yes I am wild, feral even. I had high hopes, media coverage had been positive, I like Dickens, I know less about him than I’d like and hell there was hope of hilarious hi-jinks that I might write about here. […]

Robots in disguise…

So it’s my birthday. I was treated to what can only be described as a breakfast banquet by G consisting of all my favourites: eggs, bacon, sausage, mushrooms, fried potatoes, toast with marmalade, fresh black coffee and orange juice. All served by a beautiful woman, life doesn’t get much better […]