Monthly Archives: January 2013

Pulphead aka ‘Sir, do you have a permit for your excellence?’


I am currently reading Pulphead, a collection of essays and magazine journalism from the pen of John Jeremiah Sullivan. I’m about halfway through, and I have already come to an awful realisation: I must never meet Mr Sullivan. If I do, I will probably babble, try and kiss his hands and maybe cry a little. […]

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File it under ‘B’… For ‘BAMF’


As I write this, I feel as light as a feather. Because this year, I finished filing my tax return over the course of three days. It’s a record for me. Sure, I still had time for an emotional cry, a couple of yelps of frustration at HMRC’s seemingly deliberate opacity when it comes to […]

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The Friday Pretty: Snow Crushes


Do you know what day it is, kids? Here’s a hint: it’s the one before Saturday, but after Thursday. It is a magical day, one where you can feel the tentacles of the week slowly unfurling. It’s Friday, children! Which means someone has been curating images of exceptionally hot dudes with the express aim of […]

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Is it too late to wish you all a Happy New Year? It is? Well, hard cheese. HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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