Welcome to the first of my dust-offs. I'm relying on technology to post this, so knowing my luck it will never happen. I first wrote this back in the very early innocent days of 2006. Times haven't changed! –oOo– You … Continue reading →
I know you lot like to see me suffer, so today you should be very happy. Because I’m not. I fucking hate today and all it stands for. The clocks changed last night so we are into the dark evenings. … Continue reading →
I would consider myself fairly easy going when it comes to immigrants. Frankly I don’t give a shite where people come from, what they look like or how they smell provided they follow the basic rule – if you want … Continue reading →
I don’t really object to Halloween. I don’t mind the local kids calling around so long as they don’t mind if I throw rocks at them. It actually amuses me that for 364 days a year their parents presumably tell … Continue reading →
I read an article over the weekend. To say that my gast was flabbered would be the understatement of the year. I was shocked. I was stunned. I think I can safely say I was both shocked and stunned. Yes, … Continue reading →
I think I can safely say that I do not like this time of year. Halloween is like a speed bump at the end of a motorway. You are flying along at a respectable speed when suddenly you hit this … Continue reading →
There has been some talk in the meeja lately about the burqa. At the outset, let me make my opinion plain – I hate the fucking things. They look weird and spooky. I like to see who I am talking … Continue reading →
In my day, we went around the houses collecting apples and nuts on Halloween. Nowadays it’s all this fucking “Trick or Treat”. Another ghastly American import. In my day, we made do with an old sheet thrown over our heads. … Continue reading →
There was a loud knock on the door last night. We don’t get may kids coming around here at Halloween because they have learned their lesson in the past. So I was a bit surprised. I opened the door, and … Continue reading →
I hate snobbery. I said before that I hate hypocrisy – well, snobbery is up there with it. I was enjoying my freedom the other night and went for a pint [or five]. I met a bloke there as we … Continue reading →
