How I accidentally turned my wife’s granddad’s trouser fly buttons into an internet sensation.

READER, I’ve gone viral. Big deal, you might think – who hasn’t these days? But I’m not talking about that virus. I’m talking about the other sort. I’m talking about the day I BROKE THE INTERNET. Or dented it, at least. Actually, it was more of a surface scratch, really. But you get the idea.Continue reading “How I accidentally turned my wife’s granddad’s trouser fly buttons into an internet sensation.”

Help – I think I’m suffering from smugpression

So, in the least surprising plot twist since Sleeping Beauty said “I’m just going for a lie down”, it turns out that Boris Johnson is a liar. (And before anyone writes in, I don’t think we need to wait for a report by Sue Gray, Sue Ellen, Sue Barker, Runaround Sue, A Boy Named SueContinue reading “Help – I think I’m suffering from smugpression”

In defence of, God help me, James Corden

This is an extract from a column originally published in the Cambridge Independent on April 10, 2019 How rude do you think it’s acceptable to be about the rich and famous? Do you think they deserve the same courtesy we’d expect ourselves? Or, because they live a fabulous, wealthy existence, and have basically chosen toContinue reading “In defence of, God help me, James Corden”