I suppose you want me to say something fresh and exciting about Bridget; a hot take on singletons, fuckwits, smug marrieds, novelty jumpers, turkey curry buffets, or at the very least big pants.
Come the fuck on, Roo – anything?
2016 has taken away a lot of loved figures, and it is finally giving me someone back. This is about the simple joy of seeing an old friend after a long time. I sat for the first few minutes of the film with tears in my eyes at hearing that familiar voice and reconnecting with that world. Continue reading
Today has been designated #PrinceDay as fans across the world celebrate Prince’s Birthday, just over a month since he died. Continue reading
Clifford: The fact is, Mrs O, my life seems completely grey, bleak and pointless
Mrs Overall: Yes well, sometimes that’s God’s way of making you enjoy ‘Gardener’s World’
On a couple of consecutive days last month I lost two major influences in my life. I never knew either of them and yet that didn’t lessen the impact of their passing.
The death of the famous is a weird one. For every person who understands your sadness, there’s another who thinks you should just man up because they were strangers. If you’re in the latter camp, you should move along now and look at some cat GIFs. Continue reading
Excitement levels are at TEN, as I’ve had my first piece published on the comedian Sarah Millican’s website: Standard Issue. Continue reading
I can’t remember the last time a day passed and there wasn’t a story about the new series of Top Gear. It’s like trying to recall the last time DFS wasn’t having a sale – you know it must have happened but the details are hazy – you think you may have been playing Daley Thompson’s Decathlon on the ZX Spectrum whilst wearing snow wash jeans. Continue reading
We’re just a week into 2016 and I’ve probably seen enough new year, new you features to last me the rest of the year. Continue reading
I love social media. Some of the funniest people I know inhabit Facebook and Twitter on a regular basis and my life is the better for it. Continue reading
Apologies to anyone who tried to get a coherent conversation out of me during November – it was such a busy month, I’ve practically crawled into December. In my mental fog, I forgot to buy an Advent calendar, which in hindsight is a good thing, as I’ve not got the strength to open the doors without the help of two burly men.
I spent the thirty days writing fifty thousand words for National Novel Writing Month, known affectionately as NaNoWriMo. Continue reading
Six months ago, I’d have said it was more likely I was going to be the next James Bond, than I was going to go on a cruise and enjoy it.
The former did not happen, the latter did. Continue reading
We all have off days. Where you feel utterly pants and find yourself sobbing at adverts (the donkey narrating his hard life tips me over the edge), and daydreaming about diving into a bounty bar as big as a lilo. Continue reading