Vanessa and her other half get off to a cracking start in their new community with a triple whammy of noise pollution, fish murder and verbal abuse. Imagine what manner of crazy antics will follow when they actually move in.
…well not on his own like Geldof or something. Our resident champagne socialist flies up to Scotland to apply his own brand of G&T fuelled pressure on those crazy G8 guys,
Vanessa is getting all stressed out about buying some overpriced hovel in Essex, feel her pain as she is messed about by those nasty mortgage people and starts to break out in spots again.
Well, another exciting election is over, another Tory leader has resigned and Blair is still in there. How dull. Nick manfully sat through the lot while everyone else was asleep and offers his thoughts.
According to film posters the first casualty of war is “innocence”. Must be short for “thousands of innocent civillians”, or something. Anyway, Nick gets it all off his chest
Oooh, Vanessa isn’t happy with any of this new year’s resolution business at all. Why could that be? Is she trying to ditch that costly crack habit again?
The article that does exactly what it says on the tin…
Politics is in the air once more, Arnie is on the campaign trail in the states and Iraq is happily gearing up for a good strong dose of “Democracy”. Over here we are all abit apathetic, we need new dynamic representatives. Maybe you could be one of them?
Mcdonalds too mentally taxing? Temping too much like hard work? Why not slip into the blue T-shirt and treat people who bring a film back a day late like drunk-driving, Nazi war criminals? Plus all the out of date popcorn you can eat.
She was looking for a job and then she found a job and heaven knows shes miserable now (despite industrial quantities of free food)