The high street is dead, long live shopping

The hell of the high street. The high Street is an awful place, dirty and depressing, the standard council herringbone brickwork stained with spat out chewing gum, dog shit and human blood. I used to lay herringbone brickwork whilst the Fatty would sit watching in his BMW smoking Henri Wintermans, now I avoid herringbone like… Continue reading The high street is dead, long live shopping

Boy racers are idiots?

I’d always been of the opinion that blokes who drove about in tarted up hatch backs were idiots. Spotty cap wearing hood rats who tear about any suburban town centre in under powered cars, those originally designed for their mothers to park on the zigzags during the school run. It’s true to say that most… Continue reading Boy racers are idiots?

The News of the World is dead, Who cares?

It’s only been a few days since the it was announced that NOW was finishing with its last edition today, it all coming amid the phone hacking scandal that is currently gripping the nation. My Tweet Deck has been working overtime trying to cope with the amount of tweeters and bloggers feeling sorry for the… Continue reading The News of the World is dead, Who cares?

Fake confusion

It annoys me when people fake confusion when you’re trying to explain something to them. Looking at you like you’re from a different planet whilst repeating back to you what you’ve just asked, slowly. Managers are past masters at faking confusion, it’s something they learn at those high five motivational seminars. The fake confusion that… Continue reading Fake confusion