Bollocks
About Bollocks
This page is intended to really allow me to let off steam. I can talk utter bollocks about anything that happens to be boiling my piss at the moment. My main irritations are completely pointless celebrities, the nation's obsession with celebrities in general and general tittle-tattle in the media. There are other things but these are what has me ranting on an almost daily basis. I don't even buy newspapers but still end up knowing shit trivia about people I have not the slightest bit of interest in.
WARNING!
I think it would be prudent at this moment to warn you that there may bad language on this page. Like swear words and that. If you think you might be appalled and outraged by liberal use of four-lettered words beginning with 'f' and 'c' and possibly even 'w' and 's' then close your browser or surf elsewhere. If you're a parent and have caught little Tarquin looking at this page and getting corrupted - SHAME ON YOU! THE INTERNET IS NOT A BABY SITTER!
You have been warned!
St Valentine's Day
Sun, 14th Feb 2010
As the credit card bills arrive announcing yet another record Christmas spend the commercial sharks thrust yet another expense on us. St Valentine's Day. Actually my wife seems to share my cynicism over the day, how it's yet another event hijacked by commerce in order to maximise their profits. Restaurants over-booked and heaving with hapless blokes "treating" their wives and girlfriends to a "nice meal and a chat" because to not to would be tantamount to writing "I HATE YOU!" in excrement across their livingroom carpet. Bunches of flowers, so glorious until they begin to wilt and look oh-so-sorry a few hours after being put into the vase. And they cost almost £50 you know! The exact same bunch available for £10 just the week before. Probably.
It's not that I'm a sour old bastard, although I probably am. It's just the way that this day's gestures are now made obligatory, and as a result of that have lost all sincerity. There's nothing says "I love you" more than the fear of the grief received for not doing a thing. How about sincere gestures from the heart on any other day of the year? So I think I will celebrate it this year, but not today. And not just once per year either.
eBay
Sun, 7th Feb 2010
Fucking hell. Just what are some people on? There ought to be a licencing authority for the Internet to keep fucking retards away from it, especially from fucking PikeyBay. Now forgive me if I've got this completely wrong but I was under the impression that one of the attractions of eBay is being able to nab a bargain. Again forgive my ignorance but isn't a bargain supposed to cost less than elsewhere? So why the fuck do imbeciles insist on bidding on items way past their fucking price in the bastard shops? I'm off down to Currys to get some discontinued shite and sell it on eBay for a ridiculous fucking profit. Twats!