Writer and mumbler. Haunted Generation, Fortean Times, Electronic Sound, Doctor Who Magazine, Shindig, Mulgrave Audio, Wiffle Lever To Full, Scarred For Life and Summer Winos. Summat to do innit
It must be summertime. I'm trying to write in the spare room while one of my neighbours is individually strimming every single blade of grass in his bloody garden.
Niche Beatles Hat Question. What type of hat does John Lennon wear in Magical Mystery Tour? I thought it was a homburg, but it doesn't appear to have the dent in the top. Any ideas?
I'm also keeping tabs on any commentators concerned that the temperatures in this World Cup might affect players from, erm, much hotter countries. "Don't forget, it's now 27 degrees celsius in this stadium!" Mate, it's Brazil vs Morocco. They're having Bovril at half time just to warm up a bit.
Suddenly, inexplicably in the mood for a fresh cream cake. The old-school round version, cut into quarters with sugar sprinkled on the top. In a flimsy white cardboard box with a red ribbon around it. Ideally from Shipmans the Bakers in Acklam. Which closed in 1995 or something. But still...
Woke up at 5am convinced I'd written a timeless rock anthem in my sleep. I scribbled down the lyrics, a chorus of surreal beat poetry that nevertheless couched profound and universal truths. Just checked. They're "Horse Billy / Horse Billy / Horse Horse Horse / Just smashed into the evening sun".
Every time Sam Matterface commentates on an ITV match, I can't help but think of the Joe Dolce Musical Theatre. #gottanorespect
I know I'm very late to the Lemon Twigs party, but I really like this and the 'drawing portraits of each other' bit cracks me up every single time.
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Very much looking forward to the World Cup, but disappointed not to enjoy the illicit thrill of weekday afternoon kick-offs. Can we have the 2038 tournament somewhere roughly six hours ahead of BST, please? Maybe Tibet or Indonesia?
