I was rigging up a dishwasher for a family down Ronald Place last week. Don’t know why he couldn’t just have bought her a pair of pink Marigold gloves and saved himself a few quid but who am I to argue. In fact he’d have saved himself a good few quid more if he’d been… Continue reading Tight Squeeze
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George W Bush
Just yesterday I was fitting a new s-bend for a woman in Richmond Place. I say ‘new’ it was actually a bit second hand and had spent the previous ten years of its existence in a flat round the corner. I say ‘woman’ but I’m not completely bleedin sure it wasn’t her husband in an… Continue reading George W Bush
Bomb Baghdad and Back Our Boys
Hello Darlings I am too unaccountably traumatised to give you any social skinny this week. Shocked as I am by the onset of war in this land of ours. Well, I suppose it isn’t actually here, it’s over there, so I can tell you about a super anti-war beano that I went to last night.… Continue reading Bomb Baghdad and Back Our Boys
Armageddon
I’m troubled by all this talk of war in Iraq. No other phrase for it. I’m troubled. It’s not just the increased probability of a global religious conflict, millions of lives being lost and the threat of nuclear Armageddon. It’s how much Saddam Hussein looks like Super Mario. I’m troubled that the image of plumbing… Continue reading Armageddon