My ambition in the dire was to not know anything about the dire, and I can honesty say I didn’t, and will never know, any of those 65 songs.

It’s a day of celebration… what a day. I’ve been to the mountain […]

Bit daft to store them alphabetically, they all start with “O.”

I’m a sports fan… Rugby Union season ticket holder, Test Cricket on all day, going to my ninth football match of the pre-season on Wednesday, but I can’t get too enthused about the Olympics.
I want to […]

I could have guessed.
Presumably fits nicely alongside a Rumours or Thriller vinly.

These fellas are now four/five/six stages (I’m losing count) removed from the Golden Age.

But… I’m all for it… I don’t want […]

I get saying “I really like this pop record because it is not fifteen minutes long with a mandolin solo in the middle,” I do not get saying “I really like this pop record because the Beatles never did pop […]

Incorrect … you now have to bow to me… I’ve been waiting for an excuse and now anything on CD by the twat (post-Yardbirds) is finally going to the charriddee. Got some lame Cream stuff on the dreaded vinly […]

The only way I can see a flagship store in London working is if it specializes in all the various genres. Also in gaming and T-shirts. Get real quality in.

The problem is they always seem to want to cater for […]

In more normal times I’d visit London about four times a year, so a flagship London shop isn’t going to be depending for its survival on my financial input, but I still fail to see how a space in central London […]

I was in the passenger’s seat of a girl’s car at university and out of the blue on Radio 2 came “Dead End Street,” a relatively unlikely event 30 years ago, almost impossible now I’d imagine.
It went straight off! […]

I really don’t want to open up a box of worms, honestly, but…
I’d wager a significant amount of money that all eight of the above voted for Brexit.

I spent about 45 minutes in their collective company […]

I was in a pub about two years ago in East London and a table of six people, all but one of whom had lived through the 60s, elected to start talking about it.
Put my book down, “I’ll have a bit of this.”

After […]

Went into Sainsbury’s for cat food (can’t get it for love nor money in the other stores – Brexit?) for the first time in ages, and, of course, went to the CD section.

80% = appalling compilations (100 Summer […]

Official reason for there being no reception at Downing Street:
Fat Boy J. is working on his “levelling-up” speech. Brilliant!

Actual reason for there being no reception at Downing Street:
26 self-made […]

Studied at the Walthamstow College of Art, the same place where Peter Blake taught Ian Dury, who, I believe, used to drink in The Bell… an appalling pub about 15 years ago, now more popular than Baked Beans, but […]

Next time I’m in London I will definitely be wearing a mask on the tube. 100%, whatever Fat Boy J. is saying that particular minute/hour/day/week, and I’ll studiously avoid anyone who isn’t.

I will be doing that […]

When would Jack have needed an encyclopedia?
No wonder he doesn’t know what it is, he was born in 1995!
How many encyclopedias have been sold anywhere other than a charridee shop since then?

Might as well ask […]

Forty-five years ago it would have been inconceivable to believe Peter Shilton to be more intelligent than Margaret Thatcher, Trevor Brooking to have had more life experiences than Shirley Williams, Gordon Hill to […]

I don’t loathe football… the version of it I see (three times in the last six days, with another game tomorrow) is played in front of about 200 people of all ages. I watch the Women’s team on Sundays.

The […]

An entertaining game would be nice.

France v. Croatia was good, although I had a prior engagement with a bar-b-q, and I seem to remember catching a significant chuck of the Man. Utd. v. Southampton League Cup […]

My New Year’s Resolution was to do the opposite of whatever Fat Boy J. (“big sportsman,” according to Fat Boy C., who doesn’t know which football team Fat Boy C. supports), thinks/does/wears/listens to… […]