tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74540002011-04-21T20:02:22.562+01:00Occasional Insights Into Politics, Pop Culture & More Generation-X-Wing DrivelMarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.comBlogger521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-29343449929083133112006-11-08T09:30:00.000Z2006-11-08T09:42:20.492Z

Well, I'm clearly not posting more than infrequently. No real surprises there. Not on this tired-out blog, anyway. So, enough's enough. My blog is dead, long live my blog! Check out my shiny new blog Kitchen Capers. I'd intended to just call it "Capers", or indeed "Burnt Fingers" or "Brown Sugar" but all the best names are gone now *sighs, and switches off the Jawdrop light for the last time,

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-48597025850694068102006-09-11T16:28:00.001+01:002006-09-11T16:28:53.675+01:00

Cyclists! New research shows you'd be better off dressing up as a woman instead of wearing a safety helmet. I'll try to resist the obvious pun about increasing drag.As an aside, I used to have a senior boss who'd occasionaly pop up at meetings and ask us to take a "sanitary check"; at which point, I nearly threw in the towel.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-65945652832897579002006-09-11T15:56:00.000+01:002006-09-11T15:59:14.183+01:00

Good to see that the Guardian have picked up on two of my recent themes- tits and Big Ron. Interesting to read that article about how coy the supposedly "liberal" paper is. Bunch of c*ntychops.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1157981099841309102006-09-11T14:17:00.000+01:002006-09-11T14:24:59.853+01:00

Plenty of stuff on t'interweb today about the "war on terror". Most of it ludicrous, as ever, but the highlight is that the Guardian have printed Usama Bin Laden's last known sat-phone number. I don't think he's likely to answer it- but you never know- if you want some hot radical action, call now on 00873 682505331, and remember to get the bill-payer's permission.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156584971073609962006-08-26T10:23:00.000+01:002006-08-26T10:36:11.086+01:00

Oh dear. I bet Dan Brown can't believe his luck. Writes an unoriginal, formulaic novel and then goes on to world domination. A bit like JK Rowling.Idiots that have read his tale have started going around vandalising listed buildings.Hello! Wake up!! It's a work of fiction! Not real. Made up. Capiche? Not only that, it's just a tedious, pot-boiler version of Umberto Eco's "Foucault's Pendulum".

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156513515563659282006-08-25T14:29:00.000+01:002006-08-25T14:45:15.750+01:00

How the hell did Iran get hold of weapons-grade uranium? How did they set up and build their nuclear reactors?Er, the Americans supplied it all.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156506264321684852006-08-25T12:37:00.000+01:002006-08-25T13:11:15.013+01:00

Pffft. Another mockery of the English legal system.What are the chances of a member of the public escaping with an absolute discharge?And this is the day after this.I'd hope that if I was stabbed in the neck and slashed across the face that the police might actually even take a statement or make some kind of contact with me...

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I felt compelled to write about tiny Tom Cruise getting fired for being a talentless mentalist, even in comparison with other L. Ron Hubbard lunatics, but thought you might as well take a look at Dave Satan's blog, instead.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156425105226323372006-08-24T14:07:00.000+01:002006-08-24T14:15:10.606+01:00

The Nazis were, apparently, responsible for yet another reprehensible crime- they gave us Fatboy Slim.At the very least, it goes some way to explain the chaos that is known as the Moseley Dance Centre.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156424378764866602006-08-24T13:56:00.000+01:002006-08-26T04:13:41.190+01:00

...always good to read a funny, well-written blog like this. It's a shame, because that's the kind of vibe I had originally intended for Jawdrop. Oh well.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156422704347795242006-08-24T13:29:00.000+01:002006-08-24T13:32:34.820+01:00

I always enjoy reading decent quotes by the good, the bad, and the ugly - there are some on this blog to check out.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156356406264229392006-08-23T19:01:00.000+01:002006-08-23T19:06:46.313+01:00

I love the internet. Osama Bin Laden polarises opinion, and it's fair to say that I'm most disappointed in him, now I know he likes Whitney Houston, Van Halen, Miami Vice, and MacGyver.Kola should be applying for a scriptwriting job with The Simpsons, given her flair for inventive, biting satire.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156339146673539752006-08-23T18:18:00.000+01:002006-08-23T18:29:43.886+01:00

I've been vegeterian for 16 years now, but I haven't got any inclination to encourage animal rights. In fact, I've been targeted by animal rights activists for no good reason. Thanks for that. We'd be better off sorting out human rights first, then developing a cheap cure for cancer, and then maybe worrying about how we treat other species. And I'm sure the SSPCA has got better things to do than

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156339065240392142006-08-23T18:02:00.000+01:002006-08-23T18:09:23.890+01:00

Enoch Powell and Ron Atkinson have a couple of things in common. Both are infamous for making racially charged comments, both have Midlands connections, and both have encouraged the employment of black people in England at a time when it was frowned upon.Powell encouraged Commonwealth citizens to come to Britain and work in the NHS, and thus is partially responsible for the evolution of a Black

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156263186921079202006-08-22T17:12:00.000+01:002006-08-23T14:14:25.296+01:00

Post-war, Enoch Powell became Tory MP for Wolverhampton South West, which incidentally meant that my beloved Molineux was in his constituency. Equally, indeed perhaps more importantly, he went on to display more progressive thinking.Powell realised that the Cold War was just a sham, fabricated by America in their (ongoing) quest for world domination. The USSR was dependent on Western food

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1156194165415811582006-08-21T16:54:00.000+01:002006-08-22T17:13:47.500+01:00

This story is about a guy called Dutch. But we're going to take a little detour first. I say little. It's more of a road trip. I remember about ten years ago, I was idling a nice day away in Dudley. Yes, that is possible, being an outlet for Batham's, the finest beer in the land, and hence in all of the world.I was some know-it-all student punk, ambling around the town's cluster of charity shops.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1147017681204064232006-05-07T15:49:00.000+01:002006-05-07T17:04:52.970+01:00

Well, hello and welcome, dear reader. I've been doing things like going out in the fresh air and enjoying the occassional warm, sunny day in this pesky maritime-temperate NW European climate. Hence, I haven't been posting much. You can see that for yourselves, though. Oh well, I feel like I've let you down, and I've let myself down. I'll endeavour to ensure it doesn't happen again. Actually,

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1118856528595502112005-06-15T18:25:00.000+01:002005-06-15T18:33:57.150+01:00

On this day in 1215, King John sealed Magna Carta, which would guarantee English political freedoms and limit the power of the monarchy.One of the main clauses was:"No free man shall be arrested, or imprisoned, or deprived of his property, or outlawed, or exiled, or in any way destroyed, nor shall we go against him or send against him, unless by legal judgement of his peers, or by the law of the

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1118597507424058172005-06-12T18:31:00.000+01:002005-06-12T18:31:47.426+01:00

If only my driving lessons had been this interesting...

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"My client admits that he was drunk when he created a disturbance at Weymouth Bay Caravan Park", defending solicitor Roger Maxwell told Weymouth Magistrates Court. "He admits that he used threatening words & behaviour, he admits to shouting & banging on caravan doors, and he admits to swearing at the police when they handcuffed him.It is also true that he is already the subject of a 2-year

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Typing at a keyboard. Like using a phone, it enables gutless morons to act aggressively, safe in the knowledge that they won't get a shoe-ing. And that's why messageboads are wonderful. That specific moment when someone just loses the plot and then the floodgates open. The keyboard warrior just can't stop, or, heaven forfend, back down like the coward they inebitably are.Ladies & gents, click

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Apostate WindbagThis is a great blog which I've lazily only just posted about. For good measure I'll add it as a link soon.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1118074166337752942005-06-06T18:07:00.000+01:002005-06-06T18:14:57.606+01:00

Shift-patterns are detrimental to health. Fact. I've lived the call-centre dream first-hand, so I know. Everyone who's ever worked nights or late-shifts knows it. It's not called a graveyard shift for nothing.People who work nightshifts as part of their job may be at greater risk of heart disease, say researchers.A team from the University of Milan has found that the heart does not respond well

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1118071268665417332005-06-06T16:04:00.000+01:002005-06-06T16:25:48.616+01:00

Afternoon all! I'm back from my self-imposed exile and I'm doing a good job of typing, considering I nearly lopped off half a finger last night. A few Stellas, a couple of tots of Glenfiddich, and I was all fired up for some midnight cookery. Obviously moving into the arena of searing metal, boiling water, and sharp knives is a risk at any time, but more so when you've strapped on your

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1095691419200790052004-09-20T17:34:00.000+01:002004-09-20T17:34:36.973+01:00

So, I was about to paraphrase Desmond Morris's anthropological explanation [see previous post] of why humans have leaned towards religion. There are 3 reasons. Firstly, our sense of time. Animals communicate with each other about the present- about current moods and dangers, but not the future, whereas we can contemplate mortality. Animals have various defences against predators (ie. their

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1095604862355339312004-09-19T15:51:00.000+01:002004-09-20T17:06:19.796+01:00

Tom emailed me recently to advise that there's some new stuff on the Robert Anton Wilson site- wry reflections on how we fear thunder, and ultimately worship a donut-like god. But why does humanity have such a preference for god-bothering? Of course, it's because most people are slack-minded eejits. Desmond Morris gives an anthropological explanation. When he's not churning out contrived

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1095098331841544322004-09-13T18:52:00.000+01:002004-09-13T18:58:51.843+01:00

I was overjoyed with feelings of goodwill to all today when I found that capitalist behemoth Sainsbury's had sneaked Christmas trinkets onto the shelves. I wonder if it's a coincidence that we've just had our first weekend of autumnal weather in England?

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1094811130781557792004-09-10T10:47:00.000+01:002004-09-10T11:14:57.003+01:00

Hurrah! Normal service is resumed following my prolonged period of post-holiday inactivity. Whilst camping near Saint Tropez, I was able to test out the Abbo's Pillow. And it worked a treat. Thanks to Marcus for this top tip. Like all other downtrodden indigenous peoples, the Australian Aborigines have been right royally screwed. Marginalised in their own land, they consequently have high rates

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1091007440842199682004-07-28T10:36:00.000+01:002004-07-28T10:37:20.843+01:00

It's been very hectic this week and I haven't had the opportunity to tell you all the exciting things I'd intended to. It's been so hectic, in fact, I feel like I need another holiday, so I'm off to Provence today (ooh, lah-de-dah). I'll tell you all about my misadventures when I'm back.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1090925951006739332004-07-27T11:58:00.000+01:002004-07-27T11:59:11.006+01:00

Never mind that it's a rubbish, Welsh version of Jackass. After the Brighton escapade, we kipped at all-round good guys Alex & Sylvia's house. Not only did we express our gratitude for their hospitality by emptying their drinks cabinet, they also, gracious hosts as ever, informed me what Dirty Sanchez actually means.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1090771687445936962004-07-27T11:29:00.000+01:002004-07-27T11:31:16.210+01:00

Pease Pottage Service Station. Sounds like one of those places where Morrissey would have quit because Newport Pagnell was more enticing. More to the point, that's where we started off on the London to Brighton Lancia run on the Sunday before last. Rob grabs an 8am power-nap at a car-wash. But Pease Pottage isn't as awful as it sounds. According to one online encyclopedia, "it also has a

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Can't see the wood for the trees Well, I was going to come out with some more political rants today, but I'll spare you for a little while. Instead, here's a picture I took a few days ago, just before dawn, from outside my appartment. I doubt that David Hockney's losing any sleep over it. I've actually played around with it on Paint Shop Pro to get rid of a lot of noise from some

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089989593106812332004-07-16T15:53:00.000+01:002004-07-16T17:02:15.480+01:00

Laura Bush is apparently a big fan of countercultural music, and has encouraged the Bush kids to listen to Bob Dylan. Under-age-drinker Jenna Bush says her mom's "record collection is awesome. She's got Jimmy Cliff and Bob Marley. When we have parties at the ranch, we play them and all our friends love them". Tory MP Sir Teddy Taylor is also a big Bob Marley fan, and apparently tries to

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The British National Party are confirmed to be a bunch of ignorant fascist thugs. Next week: The shocking revelations about bears defecating in forests...

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089831513949114302004-07-15T11:31:00.000+01:002004-07-15T09:51:59.116+01:00

Shock & awe in British politics today when (as widely predicted) Robin Butler's "investigation" into the intelligence community and Blair's ludicrous WMD claims revealed nothing that wasn't already in the public domain. Why would it? Butler is the man who declared disgraced Tory MP Neil Hamilton innocent, despite the dodgy cash bribes he received in plain brown envelopes from Mo Al-Fayed.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089750395284925822004-07-13T21:26:00.000+01:002004-07-14T03:27:09.256+01:00

Mull It Over Tobermory Here are a couple of photos (taken by my buddy Jimbo) during our recent road-trip to Scotland. We drove up from the Midlands to Glasgow for a few days. I'd spent a while working there last year when the stockbrokers I worked for (yeah, I know...) got taken over by a multinational bank. What a great, vibrant city. So many ace bars, restaurants & art galleries. We bumbled

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089595356326054812004-07-11T20:00:00.000+01:002004-07-12T02:52:58.466+01:00

"They fuck you at the drive-thru, okay? They fuck you at the drive-thru! They know you're gonna be miles away before you find out you got fucked!". Like a Birmingham version of Stella Street, Joe Pesci has clearly been to that godawful McDonalds drive-thru in Longbridge. I went there the other day with my buddy Rob and his girlfriend Emma as we were all in need of an emergency Sunday afternoon

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089396290931991132004-07-09T18:58:00.000+01:002004-07-13T12:47:29.706+01:00

Check out Quixotic Crap for their marvellous and fantastic pictures from a recent Superman convention. So that's what happened to The Brown Bottle...

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089392776416302202004-07-09T17:43:00.000+01:002004-07-11T19:59:58.393+01:00

George Michael closes his forums on his website because his fans all slagging him off... The Sindie covers this story with the humour and irreverence it deserves. What an arrogant, old, bitter, fat, lazy, talentless bitch. That's the kind of thing they probably wrote. Is it just me, or is he starting to look like George Lucas?

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089214550376940202004-07-07T15:38:00.000+01:002004-07-07T16:35:50.376+01:00

At last we'll get to see Fahrenheit 9/11 in the UK in a couple of days. To while away the time until then, I thought I'd share some quotes about Iraq. They're originally quoted in John Pilger's "The New Rulers Of The World", which I dug out and re-read the other night. "We do not seek the destruction of Iraq. Nor do we seek to punish the Iraqi people for the decisions and policies of their

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089036974068933502004-07-05T14:59:00.000+01:002004-07-05T15:16:14.070+01:00

The Star-Spangled Banner was an 18th century English song about boozing, until Francis Scott Key "liberated" it in 1812, according to CNN.

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Here's an article by Naomi Klein looking at how the US State Department has been misappropriating funds that should have been used to help reconstruct Iraq. The article mentions Tim Spicer and his company, Aegis. The current issue (#1109) of Private Eye clarifies his role in Papua New Guinea: "Astonishingly, Aegis was not even on the...state department's list of recommended security companies in

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1089028553081126412004-07-05T12:49:00.000+01:002004-07-05T12:55:53.080+01:00

Here's a fun, fact-filled quiz at ZNet, where you can test yourself on Bush. See how his policies measure up to the original US Declaration of Independence.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088964039642096272004-07-04T18:45:00.000+01:002004-07-05T02:01:19.396+01:00

Oh boy. Saturday's choo-choo extravaganza was messy. Very messy. We started drinking at 10:45am and finished round about 03:00am today. I won't bore you to tears with alcoholic bravado, but we're not talking pints, we're talking gallons. But I digress. The 1940's weekend at the Severn Valley Railway consisted of people milling around dressed up in military & civvie period costumes, a fair few

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088841735964440622004-07-03T08:31:00.000+01:002004-07-03T09:02:15.963+01:00

One of my pals Chris is celebrating his birthday today- we're off to the Severn Valley Railway for what amounts to an all-day drinking sesh. I see the SVR are having a 1940's weekend, and their website promises World War 2 re-enactments. Great. So what delights will that include? Firing nuclear devices at Japanese tourists? A mini Holocaust? I'll let you know.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088771398352619622004-07-02T13:01:00.000+01:002004-07-02T13:32:38.556+01:00

Two recent political leaders allegedly had this nefarious habit. Both came to power after dubious elections, by non-electorial and irregular methods. Both nations immediately experienced attacks on famous public buildings. Both blamed an ethnic minority before forensics had any evidence. Both led "witch-hunts" against the accused minority. Both suspended civil liberties "temporarily."

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088664052559697552004-07-01T07:35:00.000+01:002004-07-01T07:40:52.560+01:00

Weapons that can incapacitate crowds of people by sweeping a lightning-like beam of electricity across them are being readied for sale to military and police forces in the US and Europe, according to New Scientist. Sounds like we're all going to be getting a dose of "freedom", as early as next year.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088658826393801952004-07-01T06:35:00.000+01:002004-07-01T06:48:42.693+01:00

[in the voice of a gruff comic doing the rounds in northern working mens clubs]: There's a Muslim, a Christian, and an Atheist... no, but seriously ladies & gents, but seriously... Anyway, this isn't a joke. One of my pals Stu, an atheist, works for a multinational bank. He sits between a Christian and a Muslim. From an atheist perspective, it's clear that Islam, Christianity & Judaism are all

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088654134898849092004-07-01T04:36:00.000+01:002004-07-01T06:14:19.963+01:00

Oh, for the love of God! Some joker (or shrewd entrepeneur) has listed some mud, apparently from this year's festival, on Ebay. Some other jokers (or capitalist pigs, presumably) have been bidding funny money for it. At least the seller is now giving some of the money to charity. Oh, the guilty conscience. Currently the highest bid is £430. Oh yes. You've got just under 11 hours if you want a

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088612347285534882004-06-30T16:12:00.000+01:002004-07-01T03:39:40.436+01:00

Hold the front page! Wimbeldon Shock! Disappointment! Ancic wipes the floor with Tim Henman's lilly-white ass! "I certainly came second", he points out after the match. Yeah, second out of two, "Tiger". At least there'll be no more of those crypto-fascistic, moronic middle-England-wannabes in their lame St George's wigs and capes bleating "C'mon Tim!" for another year. Henman Hill, my arse.

Marthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850935568850734014noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7454000.post-1088520373781237932004-06-29T15:02:00.000+01:002004-06-29T16:58:08.556+01:00

You're about as likely to find Michael Jackson presenting a UNICEF press conference as you are to find a decent Labour MP these days. My pal Tom Lennon recently emailed me details of a motion tabled in the Commons by Stephen Pound, MP for Ealing North. And it was this: "That this house notes with sadness the 10th anniversary of the death of Bill Hicks, on February 26th 1994, at the age of 33;

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I'm a cunctator- at least I think that's what the bloke down the pub said. And he was on the money. I put the pro into procrastinate. That's why it's only taken me six months to get this up and running. But I have also managed to drink gallons of tea and smoke fags as if they were, well, going out of fashion, so it's not like I've been doing nothing.

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