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Monthly Archives: January 2009
It’s a mug’s game
Went to Cheltenham and back today with Philip of Along Came Dylan fame. We walked away sadder, skinter, and wiser men. Punchestowns. Nearly, but not quite.
Rich Tea
I’m finding that previous census a bit mundane. How about the worst? These should both be banned, particularly the oblong monstrosity, a biscuit that only an aunt would serve. On a paper doily. These nominations, post-afternoon tea, do more for … Continue reading
Traditional January Biscuit Poll
for me, the winner is always the milk chocolate HobNob. I’ll bring any votes or snappy comments into the main body of this post and compile a chart later. It’s labour-intensive & time-consuming, but someone has to do it. The … Continue reading
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged biscuits, HobNobs
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Tinchy is battling to be Top of The Pops! Can we help him? Yes we can!
On the imac download chart, Tinchy is No 2. The single was released on Monday. At this rate, it’s not out of the Question that Jack, his business partner Archie in Takeover Ents, and Tinchy himself, of course, get a … Continue reading
Freedom, democracy, hope
Hope, freedom, democracy; Democracy, hope, freedom. He’s got a clippy delivery, hasn’t he. I don’t think it’s going to take long for that to become rather annoying. We got out of the way of it all and went to see … Continue reading
The less mentioned characteristic of Warhol
The more I see, the more I like him. Even though screen-printing lends itself to (a type of) mass production, he was still prolific: if you google images the pages go on and on, he must have been working all … Continue reading
Interlude
A pause while we see if the ceasefire lasts. About as much chance as these two holding off each other. This is a very good Tom & Jerry, by the way; along with Peanuts cartoon strips these were the highlights … Continue reading
Blue is the colour
I Don’t Want to go to Chelsea I made my small gesture against the Premiership today. I declined to hand over £98 for a pair of tickets to a club I loathe and revile and to whom we would obviously … Continue reading
Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing
Tagged Chelsea, EPL, Stoke City
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Andrew Wyeth
died today, age 91. Wyeth was often referenced by Charles M. Schulz in the world’s greatest comic strip Peanuts: ‘Charlie Brown, no time for love,’ as we used to like to say to each other when we were young schoolboys … Continue reading
Dylan’s winter
Trezza took this one late yesterday.