Why call it an all day breakfast when clearly it isn’t? We won’t think any less of you for advertising it as simply “breakfast”. Now however we see you for the liars you are…and we presume what you call “bacon” is not. And your sausages are mashed up wasps.
Do not panic. That’s the main thing, stay absolutely calm… I know I’ve said this before, and believe me no one is more sick of saying this than me but… The quiteenjoy podcast has been pulled from iTunes. I know, right? The horror! And whos responsible? Well to be honest, it was me. See after…
I have unwittingly become party to a gigantic waste of my own time. I boarded a train at London Euston at 14:31 this afternoon. The train from London to my home town is supposed to take 55 minutes point-to-point. I am writing this now from Seat 4 of Coach D at 15:53 whilst travelling at…
It’s old school time!
Well that’s what I thought to myself when I went and got myself an old NES off of eBay. Bought myself a few of the classic games, warmed up the red wine and sat down ready to play a few minutes before saying “hmm, not what I remember”. But it was not to be…
When did this happen? Is there a sudden wave of male incontinence to warrant this product? I only wish I had taken this picture with scale reference as the box is about the size of a DVD player. I’m a bit disappointed in the lack of tanks and guns on the box but hey, when…
Eh’up cockers. I have been making a few playlists here and there, but hadn’t thought to post ’em onto QE until Brownmoore suggested it. Check ’em all out by adding me, but you may as well start here as this one was made freshly today. There’s a fair bit of old on it. All these…
It really has turned into of them today, you know. For today, alas, is transfer day. Transfer day is an evil entirely of my own creation which involves the cleaning up of an entire months worth of my own self-perpetuated downright idleness as well as my corner-cutting and frankly bolshie working methods, so that it…
I appreciate your attention to detail when it comes to the false advertising regarding the “All Day Breakfast”, and I want to make it absolutely clear that I am not trying to be a douche, but I have to chuckle a little about your pretense at culinary expertise. You are British right? How on earth would you know if the bacon was even a pork product? Shit, was that too harsh?
Do you doubt the quality of our food here in Britain? Well next time are this side of the pond then allow me to furnish you with a “Proper” British Breakfast. Do you prefer your Sausages with the scales still on or not? Some can be funny about the teeth too- but they can easy be picked out of the beans.