As a wee nipper, there was one thing which made my life a burden. Smellies as I called ’em. My mother liked her perfume, and the rest of us had to put up with this. She preferred brews with a strongish niff, and sprayed them on liberally. I rem[…]

Cats.
I hate Cats. I hate the Stray Cats, I hate the Pussycat Dolls, I hate the Love Cats by the Cure. But most of all I hate Cats the Musical. I hate Andrew Lloyd Webber, that is a given, but previously I cannot say I had been troubled by T.S.Eliot.[…]

Awesome things about Dark Season!!
it was written by Russell “The” Davies on a tea break from scripting “Why Don’t You”!
It features fantastic theme music, which is suspenseful but yet never really goes anywhere, leaving[…]

When i first started working in Russell Square over ten years ago there was a local pub, near the Tube Station called the Marquis Of Cornwallis. It was dark, smoky but had a feel of permanence to it.
Then it closed and god a major interior refit and[…]

Last night we bade a fond farewell to Rufus Hound and the Grime Scene Investigation crew. The GSI swansong featured three mucky girls who liked a spot of rugby. Little did they know what grubby horrors the GSI team would find! Rufus (as always) takes[…]

Snow machine. Check.

Mobile phone companies face a challenge these days when they advertise. Everyone already has a mobile phone (trust me, if I have, then everyone has). So what these adverts are trying to do is jostle with the other companies to […]

 For many retailers Christmas is a make or break time – a bad season can see profits plummet – so the advertising stakes are raised in direct proportion with the quantity of sleigh bell noises.
 Woolworth’s unsurprisingly makes […]

(being a follow-up to this)
in order of interest:
the mystery of the cross-eyed man (1969): pretext = world-turned-upside-down by NATIONWIDE TRAIN STRIKE, so kids (2xboys, 6&14) who were waiting for adult must make own way from Paris to souther[…]

Thought I’d hit the print adverts for a change, and a Tube advert at that. I rarely take the Tube, being a bus boy at heart. But after a long hearty walk at the weekend I had to take it home, and so ended up in the carriage with this particular[…]

HOLIDAYS ARE COMING!
Which means “HOLIDAYS ARE COMING” is coming.
I firmly expect to still be seeing this advert when all the oil has run out and trucks no longer exist, when our Robot overlords wake us up from out human battery state for[…]