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I have a friend, (I really do), who I would say is a good man. When Nick The Bennett isn’t drinking my pint of Guiness he undertakes some particularly worthwhile endeavours and in his latest he has resolved to raise awareness of the early signs of cancer. It’s called CheckYourC, a big purple button that is easily implemented on your web site or blog post and changes all the letter c’s into links to sites that show you how to check for cancer. Top man. Be a good egg and check it out here please, CheckYourC

Keith Haring Google, totes faves.

Wake up, snowboard, eat, drink, sleep… repeat. Simple. Image brought to you by Hipstamatic, helping inferior photographers be better. Oh, and they’re wizard’s fingernails not icicles as you may believe.

As I kid in the 90’s I used to love Dance Energy with the coolest host ever, Normski. I would copy all the dance moves (with the grace of a burst couch) in my bedroom until mum would shout at me for making a racket. The set, the clothes, the energy, truly amazing, I hope it comes full circle. I’m off to tuck my jeans into my Barrington socks and to dig out my maroon Fila hiking boots.

I retired to the picture house yesterday to view the film Tyrannosaur. I went expecting Jurassic Park and what I got was Radge C. Nesbitt kicking his dog to death in the opening scene. Harrowing. The film is directed by one of my favourite actors, Paddy Considene of Dead Man’s Shoes and A room for Romeo Brass, I don’t know what Paddy has got against dogs but boy oh boy the film’s a doozy. I was left reeling, Deb’s told me to man up.

Hoodwinked. I was under the impression I was putting lovely organic cereal into my little delicate tum tum. The lovely Polly kindly pointed out to me the other day that this wan’t the case, appearances can be deceptive. My middle class world of humous and carrot sticks imploded. The Dorset Cereal packaging gives the impression that the product is organic thus making it more aspirational and better for you, not once does it actually it state that it is organic, this was just my assumption, making an ass out of me and… well, me. Impressive ay? Great example of the power of packaging. Now, I’d rather have a bowl of Coco Pops.

I love Keith Haring. I love biscuits. Lee very kindly gave me some Keith Haring biscuits. He had eaten the biscuits though, so in fact, he just gave me a box. Smashing all the same. NB. Keith Haring should not be confused with Keith Harris of Orville the duck fame.

Well well well, hi, hello, how are ya? Just a little old blog from little old me for little old posts on whatever floats my boat. Stay cool