Ho! Ho! Fucking Ho!

One Christmas Eve, aged around ten, I heard some odd shuffling noises coming from the landing. Tucked up in bed I decided to investigate, but I had to be cunning since my parents had given me a clear directive, “If you don’t go to sleep Father Christmas won’t come!” Lifting myself gingerly onto the chest … Read more

Four go humping

On the face of it moving a sofa from A to B was never going to be an historic event, an ‘ah-ha’ moment, or a pivotal turning point in my life. Yet as this seemingly mundane event unfolded in a somewhat adult style rendition of an Enid Blyton classic, I was reminded of some of … Read more

The Bard and broccoli: it’s an age thing …

“Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.” As these magical words, uttered by Romeo, swirled around the intimate auditorium of Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre, on the banks of the River Thames, my mind wandered – to broccoli. The reason this unassuming vegetable dominated my thoughts … Read more

Scratching my balls: one of life’s timeless pursuits

Scratching my balls this morning, scrolling through the bollocks that is Facebook I came across a football post. To be more precise, a reminisce of Notts County. For those who have met me, or somewhat surprisingly have become my friend on Facebook and neither of us know how the fuck this actually happened, you will … Read more