Month: October 2012

Cometh the hour, cometh the mo

It’s almost that time of year when men everywhere will be wandering around looking like they’re going to a Chuckle Brothers convention. Yep, Movember is a comin’ and, after joining in for the first time last year and raising a humble but nonetheless pleasing £100 for male cancer charities, I will once again be joining …

It’s just not fare

A train going nowhere fast.

“Why you no book online?” asks an idiotically contrived poster on my morning train. I’m sadly familiar with it. It’s positioned above the door I’m always stood next to due to there never being an empty seat. The character on the poster is clearly inspired by Nacho Libre. Cape, spandex, dodgy facial hair, the lot. …