Strictly speaking, chalk and I shouldn’t be left unsupervised in the same room together because the end result is very rarely positive. I can’t recall a time when I’ve had an opportunity to prove my maturity with a stick of chalk and a chalkboard that I haven’t ended up drawing a penis and other graphic ...
It’s getting a little bit embarrassing now how many times I get mistaken for Mr Dapper himself, Don Draper. It’s obviously not difficult to see why I am so often mistaken for Don given the fact I am a devilishly attractive bastard, work as a copywriter, love a good drink and have people hanging on ...
I don’t know about you but I consider it a massive insult to my favourite films to merely have their DVDs sitting upon my bookshelf (an ironic name for a shelf utterly bereft of books). No, no, this won’t do at all. I am one for grandiose (Read: Ill-advised) gestures and I have decided to ...
As a child, I was given a cactus to look after. This is a challenge I willfully accepted under the proviso that cacti, like the common cockroach, were more or less apocalyptic proof. As it transpired, however, cactus just hadn’t met an adversary as negligent and lazy as I before. Safe to say, said cactus ...
I spend a lot of my time sitting down. I’m a lazy individual. Given my proclivity for sitting around doing very little, I have obviously grown fond of chairs. Typically speaking, I will make my choice of seating based on the level of comfort it supplies and whether or not it has a drinks holder. ...
Sheep have got a lot to answer for in my life. I think it was the sight of a lamb circa 26 years ago that made me a vegetarian which led to a relatively healthy diet and a svelte, dare I say muscular, frame. Conversely, it was the taste of lamb circa four years ago ...