Really this blog can fuck right off today. I had a brilliant night last night and as a result I am surfing the karma wave today by paying for every second of yesterday. If I close my eyes they throb as though they would quite like to leave my skull. If I open them the […]
The problem with where I live, ie London, is there’s a lot of things to do on any one day. You don’t have to do them all, don’t worry, and in fact from it, I tend to do none of them most of the time. The place is littered with excellent art galleries, museums, exhibits, […]
The words ‘karaoke’ and ‘circus’ strike both fear and enjoyment into me when heard individually. ‘Karaoke’ sums up lots of fat sweaty people whining along to awful pop songs they only know half the words to while emitting the sort of grin that says ‘I am a legend of rock’ without irony. However, a few […]
I am confining myself indoors today until the London Improv show tonight, as I still haven’t finished doing my taxes. Despite having started them over a week ago, I have only managed to do half of all my outgoings. This is partly because my attention span will not allow me to get through too many […]
Its slightly cooler weather wise today and I’m bloomin’ thankful for it. I probably mention the weather far too often in this blog, general chat and wherever I can. Its because its a genuine indicator of how I will deal with the rest of the day. Yesterday I woke up, it was stupid hot, I […]
My brain has officially melted today. I’ve tried to do a few things, but beyond menial tasks I seem to have given up. So rather than sit here and rant about how crazy the weather is or just how hugely hugely shit England were yesterday, I thought I’d just post up the Summerburn playlist I’ve […]
Its only just occurred to me that in the song Three Lions, when they sing ‘its coming home, its coming home, its coming’ it sounds more like they are wishing England to lose. I mean really, if anything, they want football to stay over there, so that it can keep playing. No? Its a stupid […]
It doesn’t matter where it is, every Starbucks appears to have a policy whereby they clearly have two tills, and a lot of staff, and yet no one is ever on the second till. The queue gets longer and longer as the one member of staff who’s been handed the till short straw appears to […]
I’ve never really understood the phrase ‘It’s grim up North’ because mostly, it really isn’t. If anything, having a stroll round Newcastle yesterday afternoon, I realised just what a nice city it is. The sandstone brick buildings, places such as the Royal Theatre, ancient wall ruins and the occasional statue of a man who made […]
I have to type this using some sort of train stealth. I fully intended on the train to Newcastle to get loads of work done. Write some stuff about the budget and the England game, work on my show, do a good lengthy blog and generally abuse East Coast’s appalling free wifi for every megabit […]