It’s been some time since I gave a running commentary on some of the film and TV I’ve been binge-watching, even though it’s how I spend a good 80% of my personal time. A new year has done nothing to dissuade me from plunging headfirst into as many big and small screen outings as possible.
One week on from our trip back to Royston Vasey, I thought it was time to reflect on the day. I am however battling a raging cold brought on by a Hepatitis A booster I had on Thursday for my upcoming holiday, so bear with me if I’m incoherent. I’m starting to think those anti-vaxxers
It’s funny how things work out when you befriend a group of strangers while visiting the memorial bench of your comedy hero. Those of you who’ve been reading my blog for a while (if you’re out there?) will recall this post back in May, where I reviewed a trip to Hadfield, Derbyshire, after meeting up
There it was again. That familiar feeling. As I put my face on for the day, I felt the wave of nausea which has become so familiar to me over the years. I call it my ‘anxiety belly’, and as I sat at my dressing table readying myself for the day, it washed over me
What a week it’s been for the habitual couch potato. For those of us who have little to no interest in venturing outside, the television Gods have offered up some terrific viewing to keep us working on that arse groove in the sofa, and I for one have been only too happy to oblige them.
Considering how much telly I watch, I’m surprised I haven’t churned out more of these posts by now; but truth be told I’m often watching too much telly to find the time. There’s been some bloody good stuff floating around of late, so I thought I’d give my honest review of what I’ve been
It has begun. It’s just over five weeks until the most wonderful time of the year, and Britain’s biggest retailers have fired the starting pistol of over-spending, over-eating and general over-indulgence that can only be enjoyed during that most festive of times. Christmas. It’s difficult to remember exactly when it all started, but I’m
I’m going to start this post by saying that I’m aware that I’m no TV critic – even though I watch a hell of a lot of it. Like most people I’m usually knee deep in Netflix of a weekend and can binge watch a box set with the best of them, but I
I’m going to preface this post by saying that if you’re not entirely up to date on the magnificence that is Inside No.9 – stop what you’re bloody well doing right now and don’t go any further…there will be spoilers. Having been a fan of The League of Gentlemen for a good 16 years
