Science: the process of finding ever more specific ways of being wrong. Prediction: postponement of the revelation of your ignorance until...

Over here Nige notes some of the Ps from that wicked work, Ambrose Bierce’s The Devil’s Dictionary . Here’s one Nige didn’t mention: Predic...

Gaw, who is rapidly establishing himself as a most excellent addition to this corner of the blogosphere, writes here about the British and I...

What is there to say about Michael Jackson then? We might never know what really went on in that strange, sad little world. But I've oft...

Spammers are trying to sell me the Acai Berry. This remarkable foodstuff will, among other things, help me lose 20lb in two weeks, rid me of...

Do you ever book rail tickets via thetrainline.com ? Prices are totally random, aren’t they? I travelled to London first class the other da...

London again. My niece is over a year old now and endlessly mischievous. I spotted her carrying one of her father’s work shoes down the hall...

My colleague arrives at the office this morning bearing grim news. Gilbert, his goldfish, has committed suicide by leaping from his bowl. On...

I woke this morning with the song Blue Savannah , by everyone’s second favourite 80s British electropop duo featuring an anonymous computer ...

So I went to the first day of the Banksy exhibition at the Bristol museum. Arrived 20 minutes before it opened and joined an enormous queue;...

The Bristol Evening Post brings us a fascinating insight into Ronaldo’s imminent record breaking transfer to Real Madrid: Bristol Rovers di...

As we attended our final antenatal class yesterday, I noticed a distinct increase in the average facial hair growth amongst the Birthing Pa...

A happy constant in England’s thus far wildly erratic Twenty20 World Cup campaign has been the excellent batting form of Luke Wright ( pictu...

A lot of hoo-ha now that Britain has sent a couple of fascists to Europe. However, closer inspection reveals that fewer people voted for Ni...

The mighty Mike Nelson links to the John Portsmouth Football Club Westwood horrorpost , sending over a swarm of bemused Americans to gawp at...

“It's funny, I don’t seem to have had any cravings in pregnancy,” said Mrs Brit, and proceeded to eat her fifteenth orange ice-lolly of ...