When I was too young to intervene, my mother used to wear an adult-sized pink fluffy jumpsuit. In public.
She bought it on the Kings Road and must, I imagine, have looked a total fecking state. How I wasn’t put in care is a mystery to me sometimes. With a mum that looked like Rod Stewart [...]
Not a typo my friends, no indeed.
Last night I went to watch Grace Jones at The Roundhouse in Camden. Sweet mother of thongs and millinery, but she was amazing. I had been expecting a sort of combination of sargeant major, porn star and sex terrorist, so was surprised to find her actually very charismatic, funny [...]
I was listening to the Today programme this morning; there’s nothing like 3 inches of luke warm water and the blaring tones of Eddie Maer to wake you up with a start.
They were talking about the proposals made to the Government by Lord Eames, a former head of the Church of Ireland, and Denis Bradley, [...]
So, those kindly folks over at Little White Lies have let me write another piece for their blog.
It’s all about classic Bollywood moments.
I wrote it after watching Danny Boyle’s rather splendid Slumdog Millionaire which, if you haven’t seen it, I can thoroughly recommend.
Click here to read it or go to www.littlewhitelies.co.uk and take a look [...]
Thank god Mills and Boon have teamed up with The Rugby Football Union. That gap in the sports-related literary porn market has been hanging wide open for far too long. (see here if you don’t believe me)
“Oh take me Hot Rod, take me like the filthy bitch I am” she whispered into Roderick’s cauliflower [...]
Put me on a bus, in a supermarket queue, at a bar or behind a desk and lunatics will flock to me like rats.
This morning I was accosted on the way to work by an 80 year old woman, dressed entirely in purple, who claimed to be the daughter of an Egyptian [...]
With the former Chancellor of the Exchequer, Kenneth Clarke, once again easing himself onto the creaking bench of frontline politics, and Alistair Darling riding the economy like a big dipper, you may well ask when Britain will get its female Chancellor.
When we find a woman with the right eyebrows for the job, what’s when. For, [...]
Because I wasn’t a goth, the story of Edward Scissorhands means about as much to me as purple tights, lace gloves and The Cure: not much at all.
But I was very pleased to be given two free tickets last week to Matthew Bourne’s ballet adaptation of the Tim Burton film, at Sadler’s Wells. The Walthamstow-born [...]
Damn!
That’s a much better title. I wish I’d thought of that before I submitted the piece to Little White Lies.
Click here to read my latest blog for the lovely film magazine. Or visit www.littlewhitelies.co.uk/blog and follow the link.
It’s about those very filmic moments that occasionally occur in your everyday life.
Feel free to leave them your [...]
Now, it takes a certain kind of someone to take his two under ten year old sons on a Jack the Ripper tour. It takes a certain and yet more deranged someone to walk in to The Women’s Library and ask the receptionist:
“Where all the Jack the Rapists places? I want to show my sons [...]