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Writes for money but doesn't go on about it. Latest effort, 'Life: The Guidebook' available now ISBN: 978-0956154453
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Either way, it's a bit mean to mimic someone who you're interviewing

What if Prince Hairy is actually doing an art performance piece about the nature of self-entitlement and unearned privilege as a statistical reminder of a world that doesn't care?

I'm beginning to think that Prince Hairy is the greatest satirist since Peter Cook

Hey there, #SkyArts! Know what? If you can't be bothered...

On Fridays, I write a summary of media coverage for an organisation which is mainly physics-focused. It's funny, but since I've been watching The Big Bang Theory, I'm sometimes convinced that I understand much more about theoretical physics. (I don't, though.)

Snooker, eh? Bloody hell.

Did I want to go the garden centre? No. Did I want to have lunch at the garden centre? No. Did I realise that the garden centre café is a welcoming space that serves bottled London Pride and great filled ciabattas and is staffed by some lovely people and did I mention the London Pride?

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Dennis Taylor: the master of telling you what's going to happen, then, seconds later, explaining why it didn't. #worldsnookerchampionship

Any traditional #Greek musicians out there who would be available for a Greek-themed function at The Fountain Inn, Bridgwater, Somerset, in June — ideally the 28th?

The 'epilogue' to a memoir by a notable figure in popular music. But who could be responsible for such tripe?

Pop's Mr Grumpy is now up on the wall of the AI Photo Gallery. Please welcome #VanMorrison. Cheer up, you old misery guts!

Also, I'm naming another Tidal list, 'Simon & Garfunkel and Simon and Garfunkel'

In protest at the band being relegated by Lead Singer Syndrome and dumb promoters, my new Tidal playlist will be titled 'The Faces (and Rod Stewart)'

Sky News coverage now includes the bloke who does the horoscopes for the Catholic Herald.

Councillor talks up the town - huge influx of tourists expected. #Bridgwater

Say 'hi' to our latest entry to the AI Photo gallery. It's happy-go-lucky Winston Smith, hero of George Eliot's knockabout farce, 1984. Chin up, Winston — O'Brien wants to attach an electrode to your windpipe! #greatnovels Remember: choose AI for all the facts.

Struggling with Hacks. It's not funny enough for a comedy. Worse: there's 'learning' involved and that usually signifies that there will soon be 'hugging'.

I'd know that Linda Ronstadt anywhere... youtu.be/wg6rGK9Yx_Q?... #descant

For some - hopefully non-divorce-related - reason, Mrs B is watching Gordon Ramsay bollocking US restaurateurs. Given the shitshow we once endured at his, ahem, gastropub in Limehouse, I'd say 1. He's got a bleedin' nerve, and 2. It's why I'm sitting in the garden in a jumper.

The presence of Patti Smith doing whatever it is she does in the opening credits and the dread Simon Cowell as the first talking head signified the end of a 120-minute Netflix documentary on Clive Davis, i.e. 118 minutes early.

"Green figs and yogurt. Coffee, very black." Along with 007's Istanbul breakfast order, I adore much in 'From Russia with Love'. The Robert Shaw stuff on the train, bon viveur Kerim Bey, Rosa Klebb's killer shoes, etc. Tho' Mrs B suspects another factor maybe at play...

Reminiscent of a conversation we once had in Giovanni's. I agree with Bernie, obviously.

I watch 30 mins of comedy to accompany my morning routine of old-geezer exercises. While 'Bored to Death' doesn't scale the heights of 'Curb' or 'Silicon Valley', damn, I'm rather going to miss it.

#Bridgwater business idea: mobility scooters with integral ashtray and/or vape dispenser. Yes, I'm in town today.

Ten years ago to the day, I hit myself on the left thumb with a hatchet while chopping up firewood. One of those injuries where you don't want to take your glove off and see what's underneath. It started throbbing like hell yesterday. God knows* what Jesus is going through this week. *He would, obv

Having stoners answer customer service calls is so effective. My grocery delivery got stolen (so I'm mad) so I called the store & some dude was like "Seriously? Damn, what the fuck" and I was like "Right? Dude, I know" and he's like "Fuck dude, let me get this fixed" and I was like "Bro, thank you."

Mrs B is rewatching Wild at Heart, the vets 'n' vipers feelgood drama set in deepest Afrikey, and I'm realising why I skipped it first time round. For one thing, Amanda Holden just fired Hayley Mills, which I believe is actually against the Laws of England.

Gawd! It really is bullshit, ain't it? #Wix

#Wix the website provider tells me that Google is adding an AI assistant (that I haven't asked for and don't want) to my Google Workspace Plan, so Wix is therefore...charging me extra for it! We'll see about that, etc...

On the same page of the BBC News website. As the great William Goldman reported (about Hollywood, but it applies anywhere nowadays), "Nobody knows anything"

Even by Marina Hyde's high standards, this is a corker... www.theguardian.com/commentisfre...

Random sightings of Geraint Watkins in the wild #1 (there may not be any more): two snatches of the glorious My Happy Day* on HBO comedy Bored to Death. *From the album Watkins Bold as Love, of course.