I have, to be honest, put down much of my liking for Kill Bill down to the fact that I really was not expecting to like it. I went because I was stresed (well, it was last year wasn’t it?!) and because it was something to do, and because I wanted to be out of … Read More

If you come to my flat and you can hear that I’m playing loud music I’m probably cleaning, especially if I’m singing along…if it’s Queen or Tatu or something then the chances are I’m cleaning. If it’s Dusty Springfield, approach with caution. If it’s Son of A Preacher Man over and over again don’t come … Read More

John Peel is dead. He died in Peru; in one of my favourite places in the world. I am more upset than I thought I would be. John Peel to me means Staying up late on, was it Thursday nights…one weekday night and listening to music which I enjoyed. John Peel of late also entertained … Read More

Well I don’t know about the second one but I was deffinately dazed and I’m deffinately bruised and scraped and damaged. I crashed my bike earlier, turned a corner on a rainy road and there was a drain cover not flat with the road, my front wheel hit it and jumped a mile into the … Read More

Today I came across one of the more stupid things about being alive? having friends? being British? I don’t know; who is it who has decreed that if someone says `I don’t fancy you` it must immeadaitely be followed by an apology. As though it was insulting everyone of your friends doesn’t want to bed … Read More