Monthly Archives: November 2015

Coming Soon to a Cinema Near You… Your Saviour Jesus Christ

(I am not sure what I think about this story, so you can help. The post stops suddenly as I am now backstage at Blooming Buzzing Confusion and I have to go onstage) If it is good enough to be … Continue reading

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Rare Beings on a Rare Planet

(this is a sort of post. My teacher friend Charlie asked me to make a speech at his school’s GCSE graduation do. I wrote some sentences and some notes. I then went off on a tangent. Some of the speech … Continue reading

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The Bully as Victim, The Real Sceptic as Dogmatist – pointless conversations on Climate

(see if you can spot where I started drinking as I wrote this. Clumsy as usual) How can you argue with someone who thinks all evidence is a lie or a scam or a conspiracy. You can’t, as you will … Continue reading

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Doctor Who – a lifebelt to the odd child

(written on train from Doctor Who Festival, apologies for any errors) Doctor Who still fulfills its most vital role, it gives succour to those that have been deemed weird. The schoolyard oddball finds security in Saturday night eccentricity. I have … Continue reading

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We’re The Warriors of Genghis Kan – my night of Classic Rock

Can I put into words how much fun the Classic Rock awards were? Noddy Holder was there. Lemmy was there. It was hosted by a wrestler. What! I have to say more? Tonight, I was in a room with Brian … Continue reading

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When Jedi Love Dies – Wishing I Could Love Star Wars

(written on train, beware lousy grammar and spelling and reasoning) What would I give to be excited about the new Star Wars movie? To lack giddiness for The Force Awakens is to declare yourself a citrus eyed cynic, a joyless … Continue reading

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I Lost My Context as I Was Digitised – stand up and accidental taboos

“What is taboo? What subjects do you shy away from on the stage,” asked the man in The Sound of McAlmont and Butler T shirt ( a wise sartorial choice). At the Chortle book festival, I was on a panel … Continue reading

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