Dear SKY Broadband,
I really thought I loved you, you know...For the past two weeks you have been bombarding me with beautiful, flirty text messages about how your new 40 MB broadband service is going to change my life on the 10th April 2013, the day when your engineer visits me between 9.00am and 1pm. It has, I admit, been a a lovely few weeks with every text you have sent me seeming more erotic the nearer the big day approached.
You have ...
What with it being a four day week and all sorts of other things going on, it has been a real struggle carrying out my favourite hobby of writing blog posts. This wasn't helped by the mass popularity of this site that resulted in it crashing through its bandwidth limit, leaving literally tens of people with nothing read on the Bank Holiday weekend, just when they needed me the most. Only my fans can judge what it must be like to be denied my ...
Nearly every conversation that I have been involved in since February has started with a two way discussion about how bloody cold it is; it is something that is near on impossible to avoid. It almost feels like we are relishing in the misery of the weather being one of the few things we can do absolutely nothing to change. Watching the forecast is like watching Groundhog Day, with constant reminders about the stubborn easterly wind drawing in ...
I went down to The Joiners in Southampton last night to watch The Men They Couldn't Hang for the third time in the last eighteen months and as usual, they did not disappoint.
Southampton as a city is relatively alien territory to me, a North Hampshire boy brought up out in the sticks of Baughurst and now living in semi-surburban safety just south of Basingstoke. I didn’t realise what a tough old place it is; parts Southampton makes Popley ...
I ventured out for my first game of tennis this ‘spring’ at lunchtime today. To say that it was a pleasurable occasion would be over-egging the experience just a tad as three things immediately sprung to my attention.
My backhand has reached such a comical level that if I demonstrated it on a live stand up show; the aisles would be rocking with laughter. The turgid forward defensive shot that I have adapted at cricket has now become such ...