A couple of weeks ago, I was lucky enough be in the audience of a specially commissioned BBC Question Time Arts Special. It was part of the BBC Get Creative Campaign, of which Art on the Street is a champion. Held at the BBC Radio Theatre, it was a who’s who of the arts including… Read More BBC Arts Question Time
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…
For years I’ve maintained a staunch anti-Disney standpoint, to the extent where people that I had thought were reasonably sensible, balanced and thoughtful human beings have been drastically and irreversibly shipped from the ‘pretty cool’ compartment of my world to the rusty, grubby and slightly musty-smelling ‘deluded, shit and evil’ drawer.
It often occurs to me that we’ve not exactly nailed this ‘being human’ malarky. Many humans are irritatingly clever and busy themselves with scary cerebral stuff, like particle physics and playing the violin. Others knacker about with less pressured pursuits (she types, whilst simultaneously pondering a rather smashing pair of shoes that are gracing the… Read More You’ll never see a sloth in Homebase.
I fucking hate the word ‘juggling’. Not in the sense of ‘actual’ juggling. Then it’s actually a very neat description of ‘keeping a load of stuff in the air all at the same time’. If I were attempting to keep a handful of cheesy Wotsits airborne, that’s probably how I would describe it. Unless I… Read More Fuck juggling. Let’s go straight to Option 2.