I admit it is not like me to post pictures of myself on my blog but I have done so – see below. Why this blatant self-exhibition? Because I feel like it people. These are not particularly complimentary pictures and they are of me as my plain male drab self, no drag going on here […]
I can report, with joy in my heart, that my jacket and wallet combination has been returned unharmed.
Young Nelson is very much a happy little bunny. Both items have been retrieved from the Crown Plaza Hotel on New Bridge Road, near Blackfriars. I would like to thank them for keeping the property of a very […]
Well, it is the Monday after the Friday before. As mentioned in my previous post I was off out to a corporate drinking event. Unfortunately, poor little Nelson made a bit of a fool of himself. I was sooo drunk. I still have a hangover now. The last time I was that drunk was the […]
It is the corporate Christmas Party tonight. “But it is February,” I hear you protest. That’s right. The company, in its ongoing efforts to penny pinch, is to engage in its festive activities during the cheapest and most depressing of months. There will be free beer for half an hour and some complimentary chips and […]
Number 29: Man in Bed
It is another Friday night. It is midnight and you are rather drunken and bored. You can hear all those totties outside, clomping along in their high heels, laughing, having fun and looking for a bit of sexing. The light bulb of your mind springs to life and you decide to […]
Rumours of my premature demise circulated in the national press and various celebrity websites have been greatly exaggerated. I recently enjoyed a little break over the Christmas period to spend some time with family, imbibe far too much booze, eat more than my own body weight, record a couple of classic tunes and recharge my […]
No. 58: The Nasty Little Gate
Hey, why not drink copious amounts of alcohol from morning to eve, including beer, wine and whiskey, and then attempt to leap over a miniature gate? It will maliciously jump up and catch your feet. The ensuing head cracking, rib bruising fall will really hurt, leaving you cut and battered […]
Well the inevitable happened on Friday night. The intake of alcohol led to violence and we all went home feeling rather depressed.
It went wrong when big-haired platform boot-wearing glam rocker Bazzy Trash began subjecting gay psychopath Harry the Hat to his torturous jolly japery. Bazzy was awestruck by Harry’s filthy werewolf mask and would not […]