Pass The Antacid, These Dickheads Are Screwing My Digestion…

On Friday mornings I head to my favourite Cafè, where I enjoy stuffing my face after my regular Thursday fast day (the 5:2 diet is pleasing, but takes some serious getting used to. My stomach keeps making noises like an angry puppy). I eat joyously and ravenously, while catching up on my work. On this… Read More Pass The Antacid, These Dickheads Are Screwing My Digestion…

Menfolk, Wear What The Hell You Want! Within reason, obvs…

Occasionally (ok, all the bloody time) when scrolling through the Sky Planner I stumble upon a bit of television so clickbaity and tempting that I just can’t pass it up. A programme title so ludicrous and filled with the potential for disappointment that I just ‘have to give it five minutes’ and invariably end up… Read More Menfolk, Wear What The Hell You Want! Within reason, obvs…