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…
Sometime you’ve just got to call a spade a spade. Or in this case a Fuck a Fuck. It always surprises me (considering the english holy-er that thou attitude when it comes to corse language in public) to see curse words written in plain English for all to see. And here it was – in…
Regent street is in a somber mood this morning, still recouping after yesterday’s news that Steve Jobs had died. To the man who gave us the very device that I am writing this, and probably the device most of you are reading this I give our thanks. Your innovation and vision will be missed….
F£@k you Blue Shells- and all who throw you. That’s the modern response to Nintys now ageing racer. Ask any teenager today and they’ll probably proudly boast that they remember playing the first Mario Kart on the DS. If they do, you have every right to slap them firmly across the mouth for they know…
The external search for our lord and saviour starts right here!
Submitted to me this morning by Brett Kelsey- this review perfectly sums up the Angry Birds experience