Ah, that’s what I like to see. A fellow publogger so entraptured by the venue that he still seems inebriated. Walthamstow Dog Track is the UK’s largest licenced establishment (strike one for those of you who thought it was Waxy O’Cu[…]

We’ve all gone to the dogs I’m not entirley sure this should be up here, but there’s something incredibly conducive about drinking at a dog track (in my case Walthamstow dogs). There’s the gambling (not entireley clever when[…]

When you think of computer games you think of action, violence, kinesis – or perhaps concentration and strategy, or competition and excitement, or accuracy and reward. The reason I enjoy football management games, I realised yesterday, is that […]

ITV1 is having a bit of a week for new series with fantastically awful names. Thursday night’s 9pm slot (RIP Bad Girls) will be filled by Sweet Medicine. This is a drama about a doctor called Nick Sweet. No really. Unfortunately I will be out o[…]

Be good to the pub and the pub will be good to you: on Friday we were drinking in the Enterprise up by Chalk Farm tube, a boozer I did not immediately take to, in fact it’s fair to say one I took agin. It’s a cousin of the Endurance on Be[…]

BASEMENT JAXX — “Plug It In”
Heh heh heh.
And believe it or not, despite my own initial comment on this thread, it’s not just about the personal satisfaction of finding JC Chavez can work a solo thing better than A Certain Som[…]

Why No.1s? asked Steve M when I started Popular. ‘They’ve lost their power’. He suggested I write about all the records that had got to No.2 instead – a less familiar and, maybe, better selection of songs.
It’s a common and […]