As I hinted at below, I need to whinge about travel agents and insurance. I’ll start by being fair: the agents refunded our money, but not until after a lot of hassle and stress and hard work form my very nice neigbour Helen. I’ll lay out the facts: Two Belgian commuter trains crashed. This casued […]
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Well, nearly 2 years after the event, I have the payout for compensation and my excess from the Fabia getting bent. Blimey, the legal profession are a bunch of cunts aren’t they? Their legal wrangling, stalling, and trying to maximise their own costs has meant that it’s taken a long time and a few hours […]
Heh. Here I am again, picking on the Macintosh. Guaranteed to provoke a response from The Bumpkin for a start, and maybe Bob will join in too, as he uses a Mac. But wait. There’s a twist to this one. There will be a brief swipe at the Mac.. but only that as per usual, […]
Remember the days of comment spam on blogs? I’ve just discovered some cock-end jizzmop spammer has been all over my Gallery. The Fecker. Evil Overlord 18: Ten minutes with me and a blowtorch in a locked room for spammers.
I’ve been meaning to have this rant for some time. Is it just me, or are the miscellaneous bodily function adverts getting really rather wearing? There’s the various women who need a big shit digestive transit, illustrating said point by filling their handbag with food, and fixing said problem by drinking yoghurt-based snake oil. There’s […]
Is it patronising shit day or something? So far tonight we’ve endured a very long load of patronising shite about lowering our CO2 emissions by unplugging our mobile phone chargers (etc) (while large companies and shops carry on pumping heat into the atmosphere regardless), patronising shite about not letting your kids drink bleach, and patronising […]
John O Groats is less bad than publicized, as is Wick. Dunnet Head is cool. The A99 (noted for it’s casualty rate!) and A9 are bleak but fun ( the A99 provides some real hairpins and climbs/descents), and Dunrobin Castle is incredible. When I am world leader, this will be my Highland Evil Lair.
Well, thank you El Reg for supplying me with a link to the Twat-O-Tron which randomly regurgitates quotations from spEak You’re bRanes, a collection of the illiterate, mindless outpouring of effluent that is the BBC “Have Your Say” site. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. This is precisely why free speech is a […]
As I promised I would here I attended the public meeting at Walsall’s council house.
I’ve been meaning to post for a while about this. I don’t listen to the radio that much, but if I do, it’s in the car, on the way to work. This gives me a bit of a conumdrum to work through. 1. I hate Radio 4. It’s duller than a damp Tuesday in Bracknell […]