Way Out Where

So, for a couple of odd reasons, I ended up watching a repeat on ITV about the Brit Awards, and their vote for the favourite guest act of all time. Imagine my surprise when they got onto Jacko’s Earth Song. This was, if you recall, the song where a drunk Jarvis Cocker proved he was […]

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… but I couldn’t help myself. Create your own over here

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… that in my last post I refered to myself as a planner. Well, it’s in my job title I guess. I’m not sure how important it is to have a job title though. I guess it must make some people more comfortable to know which box I’m in.
Either or, I hope you still let […]

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See, when I was 12, our school discos consisted of standing awkwardly against the far wall, listening to some scratched 12″ of Bananarama and drinking a cup of warm, flat cider that Craig had stolen from his parents.
Not so these guys, who get to watch the genius of The Scribbles and their 12-year-old Ukelele-playing lead […]

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I’m sorry. It’s not you, it’s me. I used to love you. I used to love the way you could take me through central London in about 4 stops. Naming no names (Picadilly!), there are other lines that need 11 stops to get as far. I used to love the fact you could get me […]

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This is the best thing in the world and I really really want to own one
Image from Kitsune Noir

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China has banned Buddhist monks in Tibet from reincarnating without government permission
You can’t reincarnate without the Chinese government’s permission. How would that conversation go? And do you need written permission in triplicate, or will a simple telephone call suffice?

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