I walk past the Apollo and through the subway on the way home from work, the mild mannered Tracy Chapman fans place their MacDonalds debris neatly on the staircase for someone else’s children to pick up. The more inoffensive the music, the more offensive the fans. Don’t believe me? Watch Last Night of The Proms.… Continue reading I quite literally despair of it all
Category: Society
Dirty and greedy, just like Chelsea FC
We met some of Mandy’s friends last night in central London, and with quite a few of them staying in town it was decided that the best place to meet up was Covent Garden. Which can only mean one thing, The Punch and Judy. I remember thinking how dire the place was about 13 years… Continue reading Dirty and greedy, just like Chelsea FC
Drunk on the Old Kent Road with Captain Mainwaring
I got lost last night on the way home. I was supposed to get the 171 from Waterloo but somehow ended up walking through those surreal yellow lit arches in Bermondsey. Eventually I found the Old Kent Road, which I floated along in a pissed up daze of confusion and spin. Wandering through places that… Continue reading Drunk on the Old Kent Road with Captain Mainwaring
Thank you for your guidance Tony
Tony Blair’s latest initiative to tackle anti social behaviour in a child before birth is surely the work of genius. How he must have dreamed of the time when he could put forward ideas on social engineering without a barrage of criticism and condemnation. A time when he, along with the HRH The Prince of… Continue reading Thank you for your guidance Tony
The 4 O’clock bar
There comes a point in a mans life when he has to take responsibility for his own actions, put the past behind him and start thinking for himself. For most people this change usually occurs between the ages of 18 and 25, a time when the heady excess of youth gives way to a more… Continue reading The 4 O’clock bar
Sam Mitchell and public schools
Sat on the Piccadilly line this evening as usual, I rub the oily sweat from my grubby face whilst looking round for something to focus on. Opposite, an overweight bloke reading Nuts magazine at arms length sweats profusely and grins as Nikki from Big Brother ‘Bares all’. He slouches in his seat and periodically tucks… Continue reading Sam Mitchell and public schools
The ultimate accolade for any discerning royal
I had a peak at the Telegraph yesterday while nobody was looking, why I find it necessary to upset myself I don’t know, but that’s just the way it is. It’s a bit like being completely unable to stop staring at the hardest looking bloke in the pub – basic intrigue. So what possesses the… Continue reading The ultimate accolade for any discerning royal
Me and Mand in Ibiza
Driving past billboard adverts for Pacha and Space was as close as we got to clubbing in Ibiza last week. Not that it’s beneath us or anything like that, far from it, the fact is that we wouldn’t have been up to it even if we wanted too. The Island of Ibiza is world famous… Continue reading Me and Mand in Ibiza
Peter Crouch, Liverpool FC and England
Pete Crouch’s transformation from baddie to all round good guy has to be a shining example of just how fickle we are as a nation of people. A few months ago, with a good helping of tabloid spite, he was being lampooned as ‘Mr Miss’, a half-witted fraud who simply couldn’t find the back of… Continue reading Peter Crouch, Liverpool FC and England
Armchair punditry
When it comes to football I consider myself to be an armchair pundit. By that I mean that my opinions are ill informed, outrageously positive and usually based on what I read on the back pages or pick up in pubs. The best thing about armchair punditry is that you never stop learning, there’s always… Continue reading Armchair punditry