Fight for Your Right

Christmas draws ever-closer and I thought it would be a good time to discuss another thing I hate.

Work Christmas parties.

Man Flu over the Cuckoo's Nest

I woke up this morning and I had the beginnings of a chesty cough. They aren’t lyrics from the worst blues song ever written, sadly.

Bangers and Cash

Sausages. Inexplicably popular among talking dogs and domestic abuse-promoting puppet shows.

They’re great for breakfast, lunch or dinner.

True Till Death

Christmas has managed to fuck me right off yet again.

Cue Jumper

This is in danger of becoming like an Advent calendar of rants – a Rantvent calendar, if you will.

Holidays are Coming

I have ranted about Christmas before and I probably will again, but I feel compelled to do so now after having had to go into a shop today.

Terrorism

Terrorism is bad. I’m sure we can all agree on that.