With Fidel stepping down this week, it seems only right for me to dig out my notes from our trip to Cuba last year and try to finish off the job of blogging it. In case you missed or don’t remember the first half of this story, we’d begun in Havana, where we skilfully avoided any serious run-ins with the touts and spent the rest of the time attempting to speak bad Spanish, visiting the…
I know I did this last week, but I’ve had so many new letters over the last few days that I’m doing it again (it’s times like these when you just wish that Spamusement was still going). “Tye Stockton” has written in to say: “Don’t let hot women laugh at your small tool, because you can change that today.” Well, quite: after last week’s letters I went straight down to B&Q to pick up some…
Via the BBC News website, comes the moderately amusing story of some restaurant diners who, having complained about the service, ended up with the following item on their itemised bill: 1 – SUCK MY DICK FUCK FACE – £0.00 Which is quite funny in and of itself (well, at least it was charged at £0.00…) but more amusing is the response from the owner: Owner Mr Langsdon said the message had been meant to be…
The Guardian: Jan 30th 2008: “As a Tory MP faces suspension from the party over payments to his son, should nepotism be banned, asks Pamela Hutchinson” The Guardian: Feb 14th 2008: “Max, 19, hits the road” Ah, so this would be the new blog chronicling the adventures of Max Gogarty, an overprivileged teenager off to “find himself” in India and Thailand. How fantastically original, and how deserving of a regular column on the website of…
Ok, so I know that writing about Spam is just about the lowest form of blogging, but a couple of today’s missives caught my eye… Amongst the messages that Gmail had helpfully moved to my spam folder today I found a note from the intriguingly-named “Nicolle Laurila”. The subject heading tells me that “Scarlet Johansson loves Men with huge equipment – do you measure up?” Huge equipment? I’ve not read about that in Heat. You…
Much as it pleases me to see Everton winning again in Europe last night (even after such a poor performance) and much as it pleases me to see so many of their UEFA Cup games being shown on terrestrial telly, so I don’t have to hunt around the internet for a stream, I do wish that someone at Channel 5 would have a quiet word with co-commentator Kevin Ratcliffe, on the subject of Mr Philip…
Just a quick one, but we inadvertently flicked on to the coverage of the Grammys the other night and saw a bit of Amy Winehouse. She sounded pretty awful, as she always seems to do whenever I see her on TV (I once had the misfortune to see her performing some kind of hideous duet with Charlotte Church that was just about the most tuneless thing I’d ever heard, and although this was bad, it…
Well, it’s just as well that’s Sal’s having her Camden-based birthday drinks next weekend, otherwise we’d probably have been prevented from getting to dance like fools to indie tunes in the Barfly at the end of the evening due to half of Camden being on fire on Saturday night. We were actually having a quiet night in on Saturday entirely unaware of anything going on when Sal’s phone got a text: “Are you ok with…