Further to my previous, herewith a mildly amusing analysis of my personality type. (Favourite bit: “..a triumph only equaled by its monumental failure”. Least favourite: the occasional spelling errors are somewhat irritating.)
Why do I have to be the white-haired beardy guy? Further information and others here.
Which type are you?
As we are not native east-enders or indeed Londoners, PC Bitseach and I are delighted that the BBC are showing Bedknobs and Broomsticks to assist in our post-Christmas recovery.
“No fried food? How do you keep your health?”
Marvelous!
Tony Blair kind of apologises for Britain’s involvement in the slave trade.
And Jerry Seinfeld’s Kramer (Michael Richards) has apologised for a racist tirade during one of his stand-up “comedy” shows.
Some people think that an apology is enough. I say, don’t bother unless it is heartfelt. Sinbad, an American comedian who was at the show in question, sums up the quality necessary for an apology to be worth anything and is worth a click.
Fellow north London blogger Rachel has tagged me after being tagged herself by Iain Dale. So here goes!
1. Never be a local government councillor- they say 98% of surgery time is spent dealing with housing overcrowding issues. Think single men in council bedsits who marry, have five kids and complain to their councillor that they are overcrowded. Personal responsibility. I’d forever be grassed up to the Standards Board for handing out condoms and “bringing my office or authority into disrepute”
2. I’d never be a spelunker or pot-holer. As my grandmother said: “I’ll be living underground soon enough as it is”.
3. I’d never retire in London- who wants to be turned over for your pension?
4. I’d never be one of those 50 something contractors who go to Iraq or Nigeria. Sure, you get double pay to play catch-up with your pension, but I really don’t fancy begging for my life on Al-Jeezera.
5. I’d NEVER, EVER, EVER sing karaoke. It’s taken me years of practice with PC Bitseach (who CAN sing) to be part of a gang singing “Happy Birthday”.
6. I’d never sky dive- voluntarily.
7. I’d never get rid of my Seinfeld DVDs. How many more years will we have to wait for the release of series 8 & 9?
8. Make children eat ludefisk. Just because I had to, doesn’t mean others should have to suffer too.
9. Watch or read anything by Jeremy Clarkson. What a tool. Is there a point?
10. Turn down a chance to vote for John Howard.
Now, to share the love, I get to nominate 10 fellow bloggers to do the same. I nominate, and hope they don’t mind, but enquiring minds want to know:-
Archbiship Cranmer, Cllr Luke Akehurst, PC Bitseach, PC Bloggs, Bazza, Jenn of the Jungle, Laura, Pinko Feminist Hellcat, Neville and Quink
Oasis – Champagne Supernova (Live at Earls Court 95)
Continuing on with our mid to late 90s theme here at Kris’ Stoke Newington in honour of the This Life repeats on BBC2- the brilliant Oasis at the height of their powers. Americano friends and children, this is what it was about.
Turn up the volume to listen properly.
Pulp- Common People
Jarvis Cocker’s finest hour was when he mooned Michael Jackson at the 96 Brit Awards. Quality.
My main claim to fame is I saw Jarvis pushing his child around in Stoke Newington’s Fresh & Wild a year or so ago.
90s music to be listened to at top volume.
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