11 September, 2006
30 August, 2006
26 August, 2006
24 August, 2006
Unlike the downgrading of Pluto which is no longer a planet I demand JUSTICE, I am writing to my MP regarding this scandal with the hope that he puts it right along with other things such as the gross incompitence of Manchester Housing, lets see which one gets sorted first.
20 July, 2006
19 July, 2006
18 July, 2006
During my rather splended lunch I compsed a letter to Gerald Kaufman demanding that he take active steps to remove Tony Blair from power, every little bit helps.
17 July, 2006
16 July, 2006
I don't half take photos of a pile of old shite don't I. this floating car confused the hell out of us for a while, but then we are innocent barmen, and while we are on that subject start tipping you bastards and more than 20p a time please, I have a child to support, and a new guitar to buy. Anyway we then spotted the forklift that was supporting it and the bald bloke who was working under it, there was also a bloke in the car pressing the brake pedals (we spotted this when the brake lights kept flashing). It is good to see that Manchester Mechanics are so safety concious. If anyone can come up with a suitable caption as to what the bloke in the stupid hat is saying to the blonde on the bike please feel free to enlighten me, better still if you know then then make up some sucrrilous rumour about them, it is the summer and all this heat is affecting my mind.
15 July, 2006
This is possibly the most interesting thing in Holmefirth, other than wondering which member of the cast of an aforementioned god awful TV program is going to die next. Much mor interesting is playing a game of which member of The Who is going to die next my bets are on Roger Daltery in a bizzare trout farm accident, playing this game with the Beatles is no fun as you know that they are dying in reverse order of tallent.
And here is proof of how tightfisted Yorkshiemen are too bloody mean to even build a half decent dry stone dyke.
03 July, 2006
The night ended up with us checking behind us along Oldham Street to make sure that we were not going to get lynched.
02 July, 2006
26 June, 2006
1. I do not know of any bridges named Pepe anywhere in the world.
2. It will be named after an imaginary dog that we kept in the kitchen of a Mexican restaurant I once worked in.
We need more bridges named after imaginary dogs...........................
today's recommended piece of Sloveninan Art Terrosim to improve your record collection is Liabach - Let It Be
14 April, 2006
15 March, 2006
10 March, 2006
I DO NOT WANT A FUCKING IPOD
09 March, 2006
Don't worry this blog is not becoming a daily-duck-blog as I don't have the time to do it, not because it may be a bad idea.
08 March, 2006
I have stated many times before to anyone who would listen that you can't have too many pictures of ducks. Especially these three that live along Deansgate locks, who I have adopted. Even for ducks they seem remarkably stupid, and unworried about bird flu. Apart from the bird flu, living outside, and eating crap I am really envious of them, ducks have a much better life than humans.
06 March, 2006
04 March, 2006
This statue of Archimedes jumping out of the bath is subject to regular abuse, most of it rather dull and boring. However whoever thought of blindfolding and gagging him is a genus. Below is more evidence that it is not yet spring.....
02 March, 2006
In the Court of the Crimson King by King Crimson is todays recomended legandary prog rock masterpeice.
01 March, 2006
I am personally of the opinion that you can never have too many photo's of Ducks or Donkeys for that matter, and anyone who has the pleasure to be served by me in my pub will be told everything I know about how great Ducks and Donkeys are, which is a disturbing amount.
28 February, 2006
A fantastic instalation on this rather drab and boring building, there should be more stuff like this everywhere. It could well have cost a packet but I don't care, if we are going to have boring buildings in the town then lets make them a little bit interesting.
The fantastic reflection of Portland Tower in one of the many CIS buildings in central Manchester. Both of these buildings are infact very bloody ugly, but the ability to turn them into objects of art sort of makes up for their existence but not by much.