Oh I say, 👏👏👏

Or ‘Dye Another Day’….

Let’s cut to the chase. She’s an utter fuckwit.

Nanci nails it.

You’re my besht mate you are….

Heard –
Neil Young’s Toast finally surfaced in July, some 20 years after it was recorded. It’s an odd hotchpotch of an album, some of which morphed into the fairly ho-hum Are You Passionate? The versions of the […]

1,260,325,744 is exactly the number of years that will have to pass before I listen to anything by Rick Astley.

Clearly you’ve never grooved to Kim Jong Un.

For anyone still following this, the builder due on Tuesday never turned up. Well, not strictly true. He pulled up outside in his white van, but before I’d had the chance to greet him, he drove off never to be s […]

Oh, I don’t know. Collectively, trousers, cheddar cheese and Coronation Street seem a fair replacement for the standard quality of life index.

I swam in the sea every day during the school holidays and remember endless bike rides with my best friend. My parents had just bought me a Raleigh Olympus racing bike and it was my pride and joy. I was 14 years […]

Perhaps if Churchill’s wife had slugged it out with Eva Braun the war would have been over much quicker….

Thanks for all the responses. Since I posted the OP I’ve heard back from 2 builders, one of whom has promised to send me a quote next week, and the other is coming out to look at the job on Tuesday. Fingers crossed.

Here in the Southern TV area we were lucky enough to have Houseparty. Daytime telly at its life-affirming best….

Sounds like the unlamented Triangle, an 80s BBC soap set aboard a ferry on the glamorous Felixstowe to Gothenburg North Sea route, only without the (intentional) comedy and drama. It regularly crops up in lists of […]

Sounds familiar. I’ve already had a tale of woe from one builder who didn’t make contact owing to a string of family disasters. “But don’t worry, I’ll send you a quote as soon as I get home”, he said. That was 3 […]

It’s very easy to knock Neighbours, but the fact that many of the old cast turned out in their droves for a last episode cameo appearance shows the affection in which it was held. Mrs B and I used to watch it in t […]

As ever, t’internet has the answer. “Porage is a word made up by A & R Scott in Glasgow when they launched Scott’s Porage Oats in 1914, and combined the old Scots word poray with the French word potage.”

Not to mention hardline Glasgow screw, Henry ‘Irn-Bru’ McBarraclough.