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Essential maintenance may be taking place on this blog. Meanwhile here is the testcard.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: BBC, testcard
Quite a lot of contentious public transport issues in this episode (for AndyP) to consider. Not to mention something rather missing from the end…
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Brian, Dougal, Dylan, Ermintrude, Florence, Magic Roundabout

Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Thunderbirds
….but the man who worked in the garden didn’t know anything had happened at all. Nobody knew about the Flowerpot Men. Only you saw them playing … and the Little Weed … and I think the Little House knew something about it.
Don’t You?

Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Bill and Ben, Watch With Mother
I’ve been inundated, but hardly thrillered; most of them are 0/10
So instead, here’s a proper joke:
Q: What’s the difference between a girder and a joist?
A. One wrote Faust, the other wrote Ulysses!
Bumbum!
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir | Tags: 1990s, Paul Weller
probably quite a lot of grunts to go. Still, this Argentinian is my hero for today, beating Sharapova in three without ever making a peep. If only she wasn’t such a plug … [ironical wink here]

Eva Peron shuts them up
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Gisela Dulko, grunting, Wimbledon
What do we want? Freedom! When do we want it? Now!

Posted in Along Came Dylan, Fetching Dylan, Walking Ollie | Tags: animal-rescue, Dogs, greyhounds, lurchers, Salukis
The thing that could really do with redacting is the sound of Maria Sharapova playing a forehand down the line.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Matt, SW19, Wimbledon
… and that, dear reader, was how I came to fall in love with Tony Pulis.
THE END
Posted in And She Laughed No More | Tags: And She Laughed No More, Premiership, Stoke City