There are decent people about Vulpes old lad.

My niece and her husband run the local pub, The Three Tuns at Heddon-on-the-Wall outside Newcastle. They’ve had to close but have sent out a letter almost […]

Thank fuck for that.

I loved them all. The gear was always superbly designed. Thunderbird 2, Stingray, Captain Scarlet’s car, the UFO Interceptors. Weren’t they glorious things?

Enjoy them as I might I found the world all […]

As a younger man I shared a house in Tooting, South London, with 3 other similar. All civil servants, clerking in Whitehall. All skint. All daft twats.

There was a joke shop on Tooting Broadway. We were in […]

I’m getting myself into Jonathan Wilson’s ‘Dixie Blur’ at the moment, which is proving itself most welcome.

Just before that, and just before the world changed, I finally caught up with Bruce Springsteen’s […]

Twang, it’s a beaut. Blonde, blackguard. Smooth as silk.

Hang in there, Dai. Undoubtedly remarkable times and circumstances but we shall prevail. I’ve been working from home for a while. Mrs Beezer is still in recovery from a very close shave last year. She’s much […]

Puckoon by Spike Milligan

A thread on polishing the rusty sheriff’s badge?

Truly it’s the end.

I don’t think I’ve ever properly counted or established an average. I must admit though that any occurrence of an ‘Angel Poo’ or a […]

He bought me a beer once. Ages ago I worked shifts with a girl who, during the quiet moments, would ring in to his evening show. They developed a bit of a rapport and the upshot was that he asked her out for a […]

I was a tiny bit under the weather a short while ago. Headachy and feeling a bit grotty. I was off my nosebag for a day or two.

Needing to eat and drink something, at least, I made myself something I hadn’t […]

A friend bought me a newsagent-box of 60 for Christmas. I almost cried.

Freddos. For any unfamiliar a Freddo is a Cadburys milk chocolate frog. Freddo the Frog.

Just a mouthful of moulded chocolate, in essence. One or two with a black coffee during the afternoon slump is a small […]

I saw that. He did, briefly, shout out towards the end of it ‘This is embarrassing’. He seemed aghast that there were so many facts in the world. A likeable lad though, I thought.

I recall when I was […]

Rick Beato is ace. His WMTSG series of vids is wonderful. Sitting in his studio dissecting the song and effortlessly playing along on all the instruments. ‘This is what the bass player/drummer/guitarist is […]

Oh my word. I wasn’t expecting that. My chin wobbled.

That’s up there with the ‘Daddy! My Daddy!’ scene from The Railway Children

So we’re out. So be it. I think it’s a colossal mistake and a needless thing to have even considered.

And yet, it’s happened so we’re all obliged to let it play out.

What always did and will forever boil […]

Never mind the new stuff. If you really insist on handing out your children’s inheritance to buy some wood, wire and soldering then check out the Vintage and Rare stuff.

I regularly watch the ‘Norman’s Rare […]

Not a problem. Dispense with a battery and plug a 12000 mile (maximum) flex into a wall socket. For a flight to New Zealand. Have it on a manky big spool in a hangar and stick the end into a connector jack on […]

I can’t help but pronounce her hame in the same rhythm as ‘Billy The Fish’