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A CLOSE SHAVE (TOO CLOSE)

Friday, August 26th, 2005 Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

Fed up with waking up each morning and having to deal with a mass of untidy bed-hair, I decided on Monday night to visit the hairdresser's for a bit of a trim. It cost me

MR AND MRS GINN

Monday, August 22nd, 2005 Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

Oh My God. I thought the stag-do was a bit of a session (here are the photos) but nothing, NOTHING compares to the liver-crunching alcohol-fest that still hinders most of my bodily functions almost 48 hours later. Two years ago, Matthew 'the Chimp' Ginn ...

BIG BROTHER IS ABUSING YOU

Friday, August 19th, 2005 Posted in Amusing Events, Music | 1 Comment »

"...lettuce and some jalapeno peppers please" I replied to the assistant in Subway on Upper Street, Islington at about 8.15 last night. I had sloped away from my reviewing duties at the Glasswerk gig Upstairs @ The Garage to ...

DRIVEL

Saturday, August 13th, 2005 Posted in Drunken Antics | No Comments »

There's something to be said for drunken ramblings. There I was, happily gazing out the window of the Met line train on the way back from a gig the other night, when I tuned in to a phone conversation ...

PHOTOS GALORE!

Sunday, August 7th, 2005 Posted in Jonola14 | No Comments »

Once I get started, there's no stopping me! You lucky devils - THREE posts in one day (you're lucky to get three a week at the moment) and now I can announce more photos in the photo gallery: Chav 'n' ...

TO BE CONTINUED….

Sunday, August 7th, 2005 Posted in Rants, TV, Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

Don't you hate that? You're watching a gripping programme on television, you can't prise yourself away from the screen for fear of missing a second, you tut when someone makes a noise and your mobile is set to silent, ...

SOFA SO BAD

Sunday, August 7th, 2005 Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

They didn't have Sambuca so we ordered shots of Goldshlager instead. Even contemplating Sambuca meant that Dan, Gav and I were a long way from sobriety thanks, in no uncertain terms, to a pre-pub outing to the local curry ...