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Night Watchman

Basically my job was once to see what the night watchmen got up to at night as the company they worked for (Visible Inc) were convinced that all they did was sleep. Hmm. On the first night I followed Ken around, he was a great great bloke, he...
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Random hazards of the 1980s

They say never meet your heroes. It is good advice. I once met two of mine in the same week, both of them tried to run me over, it was a terrible terrible time (don’t worry, I have been through counseling since, and can now thankfully listen to most...
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Tales from the (bubble) bath

I was having a bubble-bath last night (who doesn’t?), well, actually that should be a bubble-adventure (according to the Mr Matey bottle, pirate edition of course AHHHARRR Meeeee prettiessss), and during this epic battle of bubble v man I suddenly had a yeahhh-moment (not a metaphor), Leona Lewis was...
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How deep is your love?

Ohhhh Gary of the Barlows, watching Gary get cruelly disposed of by a cruel dominatrix-goth type woman cuts me up every time I see it (sometimes I only have to close my eyes and I see the image of fresh-baby-innoncent-faced Barlow about to meet his maker). I am...
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The History of Elvis (abridged version)…

In the ’50s the biggest popular culture star the world had ever seen was a man called Elvis Presley, then, in the ’60s he starred in endless films and became the most famous figure since Dean, Brando, and Monroe…. Thennnn mid 60s loomed, tastes changed, and before you...
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Sweep in space – a true story

I am confused to report that I heard and like Susan Boyle’s version of ‘Perfect Day’. Like all great things, it doesn’t take long for them to come back round, Treasure Island, Great Expectations, Narnia, all new versions of these classics were on the telly over the last Winter season,...
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Sooty and me

My love of Sooty & friends far surpasses the normal relationship one has with their childhood toys, me and Sooty went places (in all meanings baby), he never judged, never complained, wherever we went he was as happy as Larry (Larry on the other hand (ahem) was ecstatic,...
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Get comfy

Sunday already?!! I love Sundays, but imagine if every day was Sunday? That would be weird. Or would it? Is Sunday in the mind? If we acted our Sunday-selves every day, well there’d be love-night every night (*explanation needed for newbies, it’s not that kind of love or night… ), that would be...
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Chapter 16: It’s all too easy for Bruno

Chapter 16: It’s all too easy for Bruno The alarm rang. Dee-dee-dee-deeee. Nothing. It rang again. De-dee-dee-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Still nothing. Bruno was dreaming, he was somewhere far away, he was running across a barley field with a girl (obvs) they were both naked (but the arty kind of nudity...
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Bruno, Bieber, & his royal Badness

Bieber. Look, let’s not attack His Bieberness, it’s not his fault, he’s only ever known his Bieber-bubble-world (like Barbie world, but no Ken), it’s only a matter of Bieber-minutes before he has a Britney-esque-breakdown, shaves his head, exposes himself (not a metaphor), and writes a series of thrash-metal...
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