Monthly Archives: June 2011

That Old Man

The police officer was sat beside me, “Just tell me what happened and we’ll do the rest”, he pulled out his notebook, glancing around for any potential witnesses. With the ice-pack the paramedics had left with me pressed to my swollen face I repeated my story.

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The Noble Art – Part 1

INT. STUDIO – DAY

A dapper gentleman with greying hair, the HOST, addresses the camera directly. Behind him is a stylised sports graphic, part of a studio set.

HOST – We have in the studio with us today three faces that you might not recognise, but once the Olympics kick off they’ll make David Beckham, Ronnie O’Sullivan and Paula Radcliffe seem like Carlton Palmer, Willie Thorne and Fatima Whitbread, it’s the Great British thumb wrestling team.

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Tweet Archive Part 1 – 2010

What do you mean you haven’t been following me on Twitter? What are you, some kind of chump? You chump. Well, ssssh, don’t tell anyone, just fix it now and we can pretend this unpleasantness never happened.

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