So… how was your Christmas? I thought that we’d got a lot done in a couple of weeks, but Brian’s break seems to have been far busier. Gardening and painting, by the sounds of it. Golly. I’ll bet his wife will love the new look when she gets back from visiting her sister (or wherever he said she’d […]
Some interesting stuff is to be found via Brian Bilston’s twitter account. This poem, for instance, describing his response to the social anxieties of New Year salutations: Or a link to his DIY-themed reworking of the Arctic Monkeys’ I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor [youtube]. But perhaps my favourite was this poignant verse […]
Herewith a poem from Brian Bilston, entitled Search Me. It’s made up from a series of auto-completed searches on Google. Clever. Regular readers will immediately have noticed why this was forwarded to me. And the answer is “bloody annoying”.
It’s Bank Holiday Monday in the UK – their equivalent of one of our public holidays (specifically the one we had last Tuesday). But this one is the first proper one of Spring there, and is widely regarded as an opportunity to spruce up the house and garden ready for the day they call Summer. […]
No. Not that one. Or this one. These ones. Yes, yes, hooray for Hollywood and all that, as a lot of (apparently almost exclusively white) very rich people massaged each other’s fragile egos. Brian Bilston summed it all up perfected with these lines: I didn’t watch (I never watch), but I’m sure that I would […]