The Cure.

So I was ill and like any real man, I played up to my illness. It started on Sunday night. I was compering a show and all was well but I sta...

Portsmouth Strikes Again.

It was a strange weekend. Highs and lows. The highs were....Oh. Maybe there weren't any highs. The Saturday night in Portsmouth had at l...

The Interval R.I.P.

For fuck’s sake. I mean, really. For fuck’s sake. What is so wrong with doing nothing or going for a piss or buying a drink or realising tha...

BORED!

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Justin Lee Collins is a cunt. But, I digress... What a boring week it's been. Other t...

My Brother Jason.

I was a bit all over the place and forgot about my two favourite things that happened during the past weekend. Firstly, the staff at Cafe Ne...

And In The End, Rejection.

Manchester turned out to be a very nice weekend indeed. The gigs were fine, I saw a deeply depressing film called Fish Tank and I hung out i...

Love In The Time of Special Brew.

What the fuck is going on with the homeless? Why have I not been asked to join them before now? If you've been reading my blog lately yo...

Accepted.

I know that you are all worried but I can now reveal that all is well. I've finally been accepted by a part of the community and may hav...

Beer and Regrets.

There really should be some sort of health warning on alcohol because yesterday was taken away from me just because I decided to go drinking...

Precious Little.

I've got a podcast! Not just me, James Hingley and me have got a podcast! Yeah, I don't really know who James is either but we'v...

Film '09.

I've been to the pictures! I love going to the cinema. The sticky floors, the annoying cunt beside you, the lazy projectionist that hasn...

The Kevin Bishop Shoe.

Dear Dad, I love you. That's the important bit and the thing that you have to remember. No matter what comes after this just remember th...

George.

It's taken me two weeks to come to terms with this but now I feel that I can finally write about what has happened. A death in the famil...

Sometimes You're Better Off Dead.

The human race. They're a let down, aren't they? I went into the middle of town on Saturday to have a quick birthday drink with Miri...

Carried Away by Television.

Day five of no TV and my legendary voucher still hasn't arrived. Everything is boring without TV. How am I supposed to enjoy eating, wri...

See No Evil by Television.

It is now day four without a telly. I am ready to kill. The people I am most likely to kill are my next door neighbours. The fact that they ...

Friction by Television.

I am going out of my mind. There is nothing to do in life. It's like my life has been put on hold and I'm trapped in a bubble and th...