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The Passage Of Time.

Porn gets a bad rap these days, but wherever you stand on that debate, I think we can all agree this display in Kings Heath's HM News is utterly charming; an echo from a bygone age, from a time when 50 Plus women, such as Ingrid from Spalding, were exotic, unattainable figures to a callow youth such as myself. They became like old friends; both thrilling and comforting. With the passage, so to speak, of time, they don't seem quite so unattainable, but remain thrilling nonetheless. I popped in to get my copy of Private Eye, and now I shall retire to my bedchamber to peruse some reading material. 💯 would recommend.
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Are You A Bellend?

Some people are born bellends. Some have bellendness thrust upon them. Others achieve bellendness. Are YOU A Bellend? Take this quiz to find out. 1) Your Neighbour is washing their car. Do you: A) Bid them good morning, then go about your business, leaving them to go about theirs. B) Wonder why they’re going to the trouble of washing it themselves when those nice swarthy chaps down the road will do it for £4. C) Shout “You can do mine next!” then just stand there, grinning inanely, like a bellend. 2) It's lunchtime, and a colleague asks if you would like them to bring anything back from the shops. Do you: A) Give them a fiver, ask them to get you a meal deal and get themselves something with the change. B) Thank them, but decline as you’ve got some soup. C) Shout “A bunch of fivers from the till!” then stand there, grinning inanely, like a bellend. 3) A colleague asks if you’d like a beverage. Do you; A) Accept their offer. The usual: black coffee. B) Politely decline. You’re drink

Word of the day: Whataboutism.

Word of the day: whataboutism (noun)* Those who defensively respond to criticism of this government use Whataboutism as a conscience salve to excuse their voting this administration in. As in: "What about if the other lot got in? It would've been even worse". It serves no purpose to try to imagine what the behaviour of a different administration WOULD have been like; we know what this one WAS like, and it was shameful; by any measure the worst of a generation; a cabinet populated largely by people there only because of their support for the Brexit cause, still in thrall to Cummings, the Temu Rasputin. My desire to end this 14 years of Tory rule isn't solely due to my socialist leanings, and it's not purely anti-Tory; it's more to do with this particular government: not there to serve you; only themselves.  I don't need to provide examples, we all see them, if we care to look. They're there: not even bothering to hide in plain view; brazenly

Seat Of Power, Phallus Daubings, Huge Clocks.

Strolled down to Highbury Hall: This grade II listed Gothic manor house was the home and political power base of one of modern Birmingham's founding fathers; Joseph Chamberlain, the politician, industrialist (instrumental in the founding of industrial giant GKN), mayor of Birmingham, father of Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain, and Nobel Peace Prize winner Austen, and the only Tory (well, he was until this death, after splitting both of the major parties) that I have (grudging) respect for, apart from one time Moseley resident Kenneth Clarke (jazz, cigars) and John Major (Maastricht, boning Edwina Currie).  The house, built in 1880, was his home until his death in 1914. During that time, he held positions including President of The Board Of Trade under Gladstone, Colonial Secretary under Balfour; a period in which he became dominant in British politics, supported the founding of the London School of Tropical Medicine in 1899, and instigated the Boer War.  N

1 Sinful Owner

Watching The Reckoning reminded me of this tale from the motor trade when, in July 2012, a dealer bought Savile's Corniche for £130k (some £40k over book), intending to hire it out for weddings and children's parties. By October, the value of the car had plummeted, and it was as welcome at a children's party, as Ji.. Well...you know the rest. https://www.itv.com/news/calendar/update/2012-07-18/sir-jimmys-rolls-royce-goes-under-the-hammer/ https://news.sky.com/story/ buyer-of-jimmy-saviles-rolls-royce-gutted-10467440  

Banana consumption.

This will be the third banana I've eaten in my life. Not a fussy eater; whether it's the flavour, the texture, or a repressed Freudian phallus response, I’m not sure. Maybe it's because I've witnessed first hand the chaos and humiliation which ensues when their outer layers are disposed of carelessly;  Knees skinned. Noses bloodied. Lives ruined. Will I find them potassi-yummy, or potassi-yucky? I don't trust baked beans either. N.b - it's not a little hat..it's a lampshade. Hope that helps.

Street Vomit Calendar Competition!

I’ve got enough street vomit images to make the 2024 calendar. If anyone has any more, or if you see some whilst you’re out and about this weekend, send them in to be entered into a competition to win a signed copy of the 2024 Street Vomit calendar.  If I use your pic, you’ll get a picture credit. Submission deadline: Monday 9th October 23. Hope that helps.