Is it just my computer but I seem to have lost all pictures on stories and blogs. Only the adverts seem unaffected.
A film behind the scenes of the revue at Blackpool from the Guardian website.
I'm beginning to get the impression that I could be doing something right either that or my eyes are playing up, because according to my kudos counter, I have 140,000 of the little darlin's.
An article on today's Guardian site.
As I fly towards my dotage at the speed of light, I seem to have gathered another anniversary of my emergence on this planet.
Sorry folks, I'm going to watch, Saving Mr Banks, this evening and will probably be back too late to do Bike.
I went to see Philomena, starring Judy Dench and Steve Coogan, based upon the book written by Martin Sixsmith about an Irishwoman's search for her son who was taken from her when he was a toddler and
Could Carmen Carrera become the first post op transsexual supermodel, and will she be modelling for Victoria's Secret?
As we speed towards episode 2200 of Bike, do I detect people are getting bored with it?
Following the German legislation about intersex babies having the option of no sex recorded on the birth certificate, this intersex woman who is also a therapist calls for more legislation in Europe.
To my dear friend, Annie Galliver, and all round good egg who completes her sixth decade today.
We have had a series of power cuts here, which after working a twelve hour day did little for my temper. It also caused the computer to go down three times.
Sorry folks, the day has caught up with me and I just don't have time to write an episode tonight, hopefully normal service will resume tomorrow.
Results of which of my serials you'd like me to write a new episode is - Totally Insane.
I will therefore endeavour to produce one of these in the next couple or so weeks.
It would appear that the Gulf States Cooperative Council are considering a Kuwaiti proposal to carry out sex tests on immigrants wishing to work there with the intention of preventing entry by transge
In a blatant attempt to double the number of my readers to four, and still basking in the afterglow of completing SNAFU - at least in its first version (I want to do a full edit when I have time)- I'm
I had loads I could have done today, from mowing grass to doing laundry to riding my bike. I was too tired or lazy to do any of them.
It was good to meet up with Mads and the rest of the crew on Friday evening for dinner at a very reasonably priced carvery to fortify us for the stresses of the next two days.
Life seems to be intent on stopping me from having any time to myself, which is when I write as well as sleep, eat and poo - okay, TMI.