Deliver Us From Swedish Furniture

I loved this, the fact that it actually managed to find space amongst the real news like who is getting evicted from big brother or Britney’s latest breakdown, has warmed my soul….although that just be the weather, which has actually managed to look summery for the first time since April.

Facebook, you thought it was only good for wasting a few hours at work while you recover from last night’s hangover, but no, it can be used for the powers of good as this shows. ⇥ Continue reading

A friend sent me this….it was supposed to be a joke, this is getting silly now

Jordan turns up to show off her new daughter for a few more column inches and says

I don’t mind, though. I love her anyway, even if she’s a ginge!

Ho hum….

When I read this article about the comedian Mark Thomas I thought he was going to be protesting about the epidemic of Minis littering our streets. I feel this plague could well be one of the first signs of a new wrathful God (other deities are available) reaping vengence on us all. You know, like  a plague, a swarm of locusts…..or maybe a flood, AAARRRGGHH, too late, we are all doomed!! ⇥ Continue reading

Have you ever wondered where the internet came from? No, thought not. Still that doesn’t stop me posting this….

My fears have been put to rest, I know that my country is safe from any foreign incursion. OK, so they let a guy on parole back to Paikstan for training in terrorism, but according to this article, they did stop James Hetfield at customs for his ‘Taliban like beard’.

In fact this was pretty smart, they had done their research and watched ‘Some kind of monster’ (or as it is better known around these parts ‘Some kind of Girl’s Blouse’) they ⇥ Continue reading

Ah, local councils. I live in the realm of Tower Hamlets in East London, widely acclaimed as the second worst council to live under in the country (we should start a rivalry with our neighbours Hackney…the worst!) so I am all too aware of the joys of paying a fortune in council tax for, well very little in fact! Still it looks like another member of the audit commission’s crap councils, Stoke-on-Trent, has accidently made itself popular by not knowing it’s arse from it’s smoking ban legislation, has managed to make it impossible for themselves to enforce then ban until a month after everyone else.

Dax Robateau, owner of the Smithfield pub in Stoke on Trent, said, “We were all ready for the ban on July 1. It seems the only people who weren’t ready were the council.” They’ll probably up the council tax now to make up for the short-fall in budget due to the lack of fines….

So the thought of villages in England and Wales being home to uzi wielding teachers and vicars giving a new take on the phrase shotgun wedding are just the far fetched ideas of films like Hot Fuzz? No, apparently we have a middle class crime wave on our hands. The Guardian reports that those nice middle classes are are hotbeds of criminal masterminds defrauding us for 5 times more cash than burgalry. Which might be easy to explain when the article claims that 60% of us have padded insurance claims and I don’t know about you, but I tend to claim if I suffer a burglary….which might mean there is a little bit of padding too….which is ⇥ Continue reading