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A Bike Ride in a Nutshell.
8 hours of off road cycling condensed into a handful of words and pictures.
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Random Voices 3: This Time They’re Croaky.
Sometimes the random voices come to me mid-afternoon; lunchtime, maybe half one, replete with a plateful of hot, buttered crumpets. They try to convince me to become a Seventh Day Adventist, take up rollerblading and invest in pork belly futures. It never works, even with the crumpet bribe.
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The Sad Tale of the Last Teabag.
Does anyone ever use the last one? Have the same ‘last bags’ been around since the dawn of time? Did Alexander the Great once look in his tea chest, see one sad little bag and immediately rush off to the shops for more?
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The Fart Truck Cometh.
None can escape its evil wheels. Wheels that go round and round. Wheels that smell like ass.
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Sooty Gas.
Sooty and the crew. Where are they now?
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Marmalade.
Beak or lips? Who knows? Probably someone but not me. Either way they’re adept at using those things that help you get lids off jars. You know the ones. Your Gran probably has one somewhere,
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Smoking.
If you’re gonna smoke, smoke Chesterfields.
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Wanted: Fed or Alive.
Some of the most diabolical, evil and downright naughty members of the animal kingdom. Approach with caution and a cheese and onion pasty.
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Down At the Adelaide Aldi.
Another example of how, with a few lyrical tweaks, a song can be improved immensely.
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The Greatest Paintings in History.
As an art aficionado, this is my list of the greatest paintings ever paintered. And I know everything so you can’t really argue with it.