Monthly Archives: November 2001

What a weekend… who invented grouting? They need either shooting or congratulation – I’m undecided! As for Christmas, it’s creeping up on us in a distinctly evil way. The fools and idiots who have made their council houses look like … Continue reading →

We’re keen to believe allegations of wrong-doings by celebrities. The latest high-profile celeb is Jonathan King. Is this trial by smear-campaign? or is this the truth outing itself at last. See Mr King’s opinion at his website. I have no … Continue reading →

The haikulator gets a revision – first time since June!!! So traumatised was I at Sir Cliff’s musical poverty, I made an apostrophe error in the article. I should go straight to hell for that. This evening I had trouble … Continue reading →

Robbie Williams and Sir Cliff Richard, head to head on TV – which one wins?

Went to see the eagerly awaited Harry Potter film. Made my first windowsill. And then, I sat at a computer and wrote all about it!

Funny day. Went to see The Others. Discovered that the witness to a housing contract of the girlfriend of someone at work gave a home address on the same street as a friend of mind used to live on when … Continue reading →

Short of something to say on backlash‘s first birthday, I resort to my usual moans about the animals who call themselves my neighbours. Keep reading and explore the incredible section if you like – there’s quite a bit in there…

Another episode of the Holiday tale… I hope that it’s moderately entertaining at least. Our Sweaty Ball of Pus story gets another episode as well. Plus, I’ve even got an idea where the next two episodes are heading (unlike previous … Continue reading →

Learn more about our Sweaty Ball of Pus in the latest thrilling episode. Find out how terrible M&S books can be. Be amazed at how familiar stanzas can be twisted by computers. Generally, have an incredible time!

A small letter today. I’ll never send it, of course, but I enjoyed writing it. In addition, we have another episode of the holiday travelog which I wrote back in May 1998… it comes to a rapid and incomplete end … Continue reading →