Unconsciousness is, I think, a rather good excuse. In any situation. Including war.
It almost certainly absolves you of any guilt or responsibility. And it’s a lot cheaper than lawyers.
And yet even I can’t help but feel a twinge of culpability when the matter of bed hogging rears its ugly head.
I, you see, think I sleep [...]
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Thank you to lamebook, via narcsville for this!
Nell Frizzell
When I walked passed this on the tube, I automatically thought it was a Silk Cut advert.
Then I thought it might be a Dairy Milk advert.
Then I smacked a hand across and my forehead and moaned.
You can get as twee, as cute, as titillating and as frou-frou as you like, but it will be a [...]
And so, everybody’s favourite screenprint, Barack Obama, has finally passed a Healthcare Reform Bill.
The good news is that Americans can now afford to get ill. The bad news is that Democrats had to include anti-abortion amendments to get it through.
There is, however, another, less talked about consequence of Healthcare Reform. Yes, my friends, I [...]
Spring has sprung,
The Grass is ris,
I wonder where the birdies is?
Not the words of Spike Milligan, apparently, or even Ogden Nash, but of a New York state poet who probably knew a thing or two about thermal underwear. Because, let’s be honest, New York gets colder than a dead dog’s nose during winter.
However, it also [...]
Now, call me gross, call me horrid, but I can’t help but feel slightly suspicious of the Purina tagline: “Your Pet, Our Passion”.
For some reason I can’t quite shake the impression that some clammy-palmed Purina employee is going to turn up at your door, whisk away your jack russell and proceed to make energetic love [...]
But this time in March.
Nell Frizzell
When you put politics and fashion together, you tend to be met with a wardrobe of well-worn tropes.
One: The Wives. Despite the increasing number of women throwing themselves in to the dust, sweat and toil of politics, this election, it seems, we will be bombarded by a dress-by-dress comparison of Sarah Brown, Samantha Cameron and [...]
I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this before, but when she was at school my mum was served the most amazing array of puddings.
Not amazing in the culinary sense. Due to an apparent world surfeit of suet and jam during the 1950s, most of her puddings were as stodgy and dimpled as a school [...]
As your friendly neighbourhood feminist I am often asked what the ‘big issues’ in modern feminism are. Often I’m asked it like this:
“Haven’t you got bras to be burning, racehorses to throw yourself in front of, etc?”
To which, of course, I answer
“Oh come on, feminism has moved on loads since the suffragettes. These days we [...]