When the pound shop opened they did a champagne and canapés ribbon cutting which was very funny.

Magnolia. Saw it at the cinema and just couldn’t wait for it to be over. Happy to be outgunned.

But then wasn’t there a full decade between 79 ending and 80 beginning which all of society has collective amnesia about. Quite possibly a timequake.

I can’t escape from my strong belief this is The Enemy. But I also can’t be arsed to listen to anything by them to see if their first album had any redeemable points.

I might be alone in this but I say the love child of Charlie Higson and Bill Bailey should get a garage wherever he damn wants.

Yarg only gonna get a few shots at cheese puns.
Still: ton eighty.
All I got.

A German man, a French lady, then a Dutchman won this year. It’s darts or nothing.

This worked ok but now my blutack is frankly unusable.

“Rob’s Wife Forgoes Karate Camp.” $5m and Green-lit.

That's not my frame.

"We cant our heritage be bulldozed".
Well, quite.

Puss in’t boots

She got cold feet.
No not cold… what’s the word?

If the sphinx asked me that I’d punch it on the nose

It’s 1984, the UK is controlled remotely by floating grey/brown clouds on a distant planet who are capable of changing peoples minds over small matters. most of the UK that is… except the sleepy working-class village of St Albans… sinister mind control has met it’s match in patriotic stubbornness.

Same man, different gun.