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Monthly Archives: February 2010
Poor kids
Ryan Shawcross and Aaron Ramsey; I feel very sorry for both of them. It certainly killed the match off as something you wanted to continue watching.
I nearly had someone to vote for there
I did giggle when I heard that awful man/heroic twerp Nigel Le Farage of UKIP saying this on the radio about the new European president Herman van Rompuy: ‘I don’t want to be rude but, really, you have the charisma … Continue reading
Re-blog
I think I’ve used this picture before but as I’m about to swirl down the vortex of writing a novel this blog could easily become [more] repetitive and catatonic over the coming months. I could stop updating except that would … Continue reading
Sporting Stop Press
Stoke Scruffs 3-1 Middle Eastlands Considerably Richer than You Moneybags Bring on those swingers from Fulham Road. Turkish ace Tuncay Şanlı – only cost as much as Robinho’s earlobe
If I were a cartoonist
I’d probably be considerably richer than I am, or possibly even poorer, depending. Dylan does not like rain at all, which has somehow led me to find this:
This is not a rain dance
This is the blog’s first foray into hosting the naked form: I am posting in the hope these ladies are doing a fertility waltz to hasten in spring – snow is great but this boring sleet is beginning to dull … Continue reading
The Network for the Post-Bureaucratic Age
I was watching the BBC news about the alleged doings of the Big Bad Bully Beef and Chips. Of course, David Cameron had something to say about it, which was, most naturally, ‘Blah, blah, blah, probably a couple of team … Continue reading
Thank you thank you thank you
This blog is so pleased to receive the Award from the Academy but it must point out that it vehemently denies holding other blogs up against the wall in a threating manner and does NOT LOSE ITS TEMPER. Gather! Gather! … Continue reading
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged Baftas, Gordon Brown, scrap
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One from the archives
Ollie and Perkins, 2005
Posted in Along Came Dylan, Fetching Dylan, Walking Ollie
Tagged animal-rescue, Dogs, lurchers, Parson Jack Russell, Salukis
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