Posts Tagged ‘birmingham’

I’m off to Snobs in a bit. If you’re a Brummie, you’ll know. If you’re not, allow me to explain. It’s dark and dingy. Hot and sticky. An underground sweatpit, frequently overcrowded with hordes of monumentally pissed people. A shithole. A complete and utter shithole. Oh, I nearly forgot. It’s also one of my favourite places […]

As I boarded a Birmingham bound train in London this afternoon, joining me and my boss Paul on the Virgin Pendolino was a genuine real life Olympian, resplendent in her Team GB tracksuit and lugging three quite sizeable holdalls. The sight of the homecoming hero led Paul and I to daydream for a moment as […]

The best part of The X Factor each year is invariably the audition stage, and without fail it tends to boast some poor bloke who assures the judges that he’s ‘brilliant’ at karaoke before the inevitable tuneless drone is met by the boos and jeers of the baying crowd. I fear the day will soon […]