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Inane mumblings about life, Nottingham and everything


Twenty dollars in the car, or fifty back at your hotel. You decide.December 16 2008
From the BBC:

Watching romantic comedies can spoil your love life, a study by a university in Edinburgh has claimed.

Rom-coms have been blamed by relationship experts at Heriot Watt University for promoting unrealistic expectations when it comes to love.

They found fans of films such as Runaway Bride and Notting Hill often fail to communicate with their partner.

Many held the view if someone is meant to be with you, then they should know what you want without you telling them.



An interesting point, but it’s a similar analogy as saying “If you stick your hand in a fire, you’ll get hurt” on the basis that if your dumb enough to stick your hand in a fire, sooner or later you’re inevitably going to come to some harm anyway.

So it follows that if your intellectually challenged enough to think that Hugh ‘twenty dollars to do it in the car’ Grant epitomizes love (actually) then you can bet your life that, as inevitably, you’re going to be severely disappointed.











Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without ……December 12 2008
…… a good old rant about the f***ing x-factor.

Firstly, I couldn’t believe that this insipid piece of manufactured Chav baiting garbage was still being drip fed into the head cavities of the nations most gullible inadequates, but clearly it still is if the front pages of tomorrow’s dog s**t wrappers are to be believed.

For a start, any program that makes that nasty b*****d Cheryl Cole look anywhere near acceptable wants dropping immediately.

I have no idea who’s in it this year and frankly, I don’t give a monkey’s a**e bean.

Anyone still stupid enough to believe that the whole point of the program is anything other than an excuse to dispose the dumb-a*s viewers of the last droppings of disposable income really don’t deserve to have access to cash in the first place. Or sharp objects for that matter.

The final stages are months of amateur never-will-bes murdering turgid MOR R&B standards in an attempt to get some 50 year old with no dress sense to sleep with them.

And anyone who still hasn’t woken up to the fact that the opening weeks of ‘hilarious’ auditions are anything other than the routine humiliation of the talentless & hopelessly deluded sub-human pond life volunteers should get themselves committed. Or an application form for next years show.

If you still watch the x-factor, quite frankly, you













Bloody hell, not againDecember 12 2008
Another piece of lazy c**p journalism, this time in the Spectator. Seeing as this exercise in weekly t**d polishing is owned by the people who run the Telegraph, you can imagine the b******s that's included.

Read what they have to say here.

Then, here's my repost to Mr Beaumont:

Where to start ripping this piece of nonsense to shreds .....

The quote you use from Bryan Roy is true, I'll give you that, albeit nigh on 12 years old, I bet you're looking forward to that millennium, eh ? And who was Bryan Roy anyway ? A semi-decent footballer who had an off season and threw his dummy out of his pram on his way out. What does he do now ? Is he a town planner ? Some kind of expert on city design ? No, he coaches kids in Holland & models boxer-shorts. Some expert.

Arthur Seaton wasn't real. He was a figment of Alan Sillitoe's imagination. Best be careful of going to the cinema if you think everything's real, best not go to the States in the next few weeks, there's an alien, looks like Keanu Reeves, got a big robot friend, very scary.

All the areas you list as no-go you've clearly picked up from ages old second hand reports. Living in one of them, been raised in another, friends in another and a relative teaching in yet another one of these areas, I wouldn't class any of them as no-go. Basford, by the way, doesn't exist











Whatever next ?December 9 2008
From the BBC:

A young Chinese woman was left partially deaf following a passionate kiss from her boyfriend.



This is quite serious as I like a nice passionate kiss every now & then, but this could have serious repercussions.

What next ?

Your hand will ache with a slight touch of foreplay ?

You could get lock-jaw from love bites ?

Romping in haystacks could lead to back injuries ?

Bloody hell, they’ll be telling us you can go blind next !!!!!!













Nottingham's great, oh yes, except for just one thing ........December 4 2008
Nottingham is officially the best place in the world to live, no arguments, no discussions, a card hard fact. End of. Everything here is the best it can possibly be. More pubs per square mile than any other city in Europe ? Check. 7 women for every bloke ? Check. The best place for a night out in the world ? Check. Best shopping ? Apparently, so check. Quite simply the best of everything.

Except one thing.

Why is it that when it snows everywhere else in the country, we get a sprinkling so sparse you’d mistake it for the toilets in the Pitcher & Piano on a Friday night. And yet as soon as the temperature hits anything below, ooh, about 10 degrees, everyone insists on checking the weather on t’internet every 30 seconds or watching that mad bloke who used to be Lennie in EastEnders bouncing around in front of a pretend map of an evening.

I keep hearing the following on t’tram:

“Ooh, it’s going to snow at the weekend” ; “Is it ?” ; “Yeah” ; “Best stock up on bread and soup then, eh”

Like a touch of snow is going to stop people in Nottingham shopping !!!! In the event of a nuclear war there’d still be people walking round Slab Square with Primark bags.

In Nottingham, even if you spend just ten seconds with your blowers on the windscreen before setting off, you can bet that the roads will be full of either morons going 5mph or idiots in 4x4’s who assume that their time has