Today is the last day of the season in the Nationwide Conference. For the uninitiated among you (overseas viewers, man u fans etc) the Conference is the fifth tier of English football and the highest where some of the players are still part-time (al[…]

To summarize:
Men want hot chicks, who in turn want money and power. It’s evolution, baby!
Girls, your looks will fade after you hit 30, but don’t despair, just wear lots of makeup, pad your bra, and you can fool guys no sweat — th[…]

Mughal-E-Azam and an example of American movieviewing 2005
‘It’s gotta be some sorta camp fest, right?’
Or so I thought as I received the invitation. Good friend Vic, enthusiast for many things in life including film, had been insi[…]

We will be injecting illegal monkey glands into this old blogging warhorse over the weekend, ready for a relaunch next week.
(Until then all contributors please post using ‘draft’ mode only, thanks.)[…]

Not that I see myself as some sort of purely cerebral literary analyst at any time, but sometimes a book resonates so much with your current mood that, for better or worse, you struggle for anything resembling a tiny shred of objectivity. I hated thi[…]

It seems like ages since we’ve had a classic cybersquatting story.[…]

Grant Morrison has a rep for being an ideas man but what he’s really good at is creating and sustaining a mood. A Morrison first issue generally presents you with a fully-formed aesthetic and if it hits your particular frequencies you’ll […]

Not a questionable dig at any partially-sighted/blind prospective MP, but a rubbish (perhaps badly-advised) pun-based observation of the church-hall meeting I’ve just been to. The four main candidates in our Ward attended a meeting that was mea[…]

i think we can safely say that Gorgeous George and his friends have no [ahem] Respect for how to do a proper graph, as can be seen from this graph below:

OK, so they may have got 15% in these four wards, but the graph appears to be somewhat incomple[…]

Supplement A
Well, it might not have been purchased from a shop dedicated to the art of fried poultry (and the occasional lipsmacking rib), but it was certainly very independent. Some greasy kebab shop on the Lower Clapton Road (of which there are m[…]