Category: Piffle
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Finally, A Blog With Spine
When staying in someone else’s house (which I am), I often spend time perusing the bookshelves. Not to judge (heaven forfend), but to see if there’s anything I might like to read. I’m trying to ignore the Joy Of Sex which seems to be being used as a coffee table book here (it’s not a…
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Observations From The Back Seat Of A Car
I’m in a Ford Focus, halfway to Cambridge and it’s not even half past eight in the morning. I didn’t become a writer so I could be up this early. But here are a few of the things I can see from back here. The car behind us has a nodding dildo on the dashboard.…
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Wally Wick
I remember the first time I saw Marty McFly say ‘asshole’ to Doc Brown, and the first time I saw John McClane call the Sheriff of Nottingham a ‘motherfucker’; neither time was the first time I’d watched the movie. In fact, I’d watched both of them so many times from their off-air VHS tapes that…
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May The Third Was Yesterday
It’s the fourth of May, which means it’s Star Wars Independence Day, where we celebrate the time Bill Paxton ate the Death Star, and plunged the galaxy into such disorder that a new, more menacing, menace began to menace. So, like all good daily bloggers, I decided to buck the trend and talk about what…
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It’s A New Dawn, It’s A New Day
Everyone with a blog* does it. They sit down one day and declare, quietly and to themselves so that no-one else can hear, that today is the first day of a new regime. A blog* a day. Dammit, I can do that. One short blog* every day. (*Do people still use the word ‘blog’? It’s…
