dder40.bsky.social
@dder40.bsky.social
Nice Tardises. Tardii?
November 13, 2025 at 8:38 PM
That was my experience. In the hundreds of hours of PE I did I didn't get taught anything: not how to kick a football, hold a cricket bat or tennis racquet. If you were already good you got to try out for one of the sports teams who got actual coaching from parent volunteers.
November 13, 2025 at 6:25 PM
I went to see Mark Steel on Saturday evening. There were two people a few rows back who were just having a conversation like they were in a coffee shop for the entire first half.
November 10, 2025 at 7:56 AM
Credit isn't the word I'd have chosen. Morally bankrupt cunts has a nice sort of ring to it.
November 6, 2025 at 3:22 PM
I bet there's a Father McKenzie out there somewhere shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
November 6, 2025 at 1:54 AM
Dear Sherlock, unless you saw it happening or witnessed a cat chowing down on a bit of human flesh how do you know what was responsible? Also, notice the lazy plural: 'cats'; and 'several days' on its own is nowhere close to justifying sending a uniform round. Also, how did you force entry?
November 6, 2025 at 1:21 AM
Linux dudes are famously friendly and easy going. Off you go lads.
November 6, 2025 at 1:14 AM
"You Are Now Entering the Banterzone." That sign has genuinely gone up in my workplace.
November 3, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Especially this family. Hardly the best among us.
November 2, 2025 at 9:51 AM
That's kind of what they're banking on: we can be utterly morally bankrupt and abuse whoever we want, as long as we're not seen as the WORST abusers.
November 2, 2025 at 9:50 AM
That was probably on his good days.
November 2, 2025 at 7:57 AM
If you're a royal nonce your punishment is being moved to a smaller mansion that you still don't pay for. I used to work in the MOD and over the years encountered several people who worked with/near him and the opinions were consistent: he was a nasty, thick POS.
November 2, 2025 at 6:23 AM
Also, you don't have to put up with cunts chatting, watching videos on their phones, eating bin liner size bags of crisps. Fuck that.
October 31, 2025 at 5:10 PM
So if you're a royal nonce, your punishment is to be moved to a slightly smaller mansion with servants that you don't pay for?
October 31, 2025 at 4:53 PM
So if you're a royal nonce, your punishment is to be moved to a slightly smaller mansion with servants that you don't pay for?
October 31, 2025 at 4:52 PM
So if you're a royal nonce, your punishment is to be moved to a slightly smaller mansion with servants that you don't pay for?
October 31, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Mustard or crimson? In the UK the colours mean very different things.
October 31, 2025 at 2:29 AM
9 hours? Entire summer holidays were lost to Metal Gear Solid.
October 31, 2025 at 1:15 AM
There's a whole world of TV sports show bangers. MotD isn't bad, but Ski Sunday and Test Match Special Soul Limbo are sublime. Also, whoever paid off Fleetwood Mac (presumably in cocaine) for the F1 music and the maniacs behind the World in Action theme also deserve a mention.
October 31, 2025 at 12:47 AM
Sorry, sharp-elbowed, middle class mummy in your range rover I'm not going to let you out just because little Hugo and Fenella are late for prep school.
October 29, 2025 at 6:26 PM
I don't know, Weller's haircut is becoming a piece of weird art that the whole nation can be proud of.
October 29, 2025 at 10:23 AM
The audio cassette with old voice overs on and the look of panic when he hears the start of the 'oriental' impression made me laugh for some time.
October 26, 2025 at 8:12 PM
Sacrilege! Lindsay will be choking on his Quaaludes.
October 26, 2025 at 9:06 AM
To avoid the venom of their admittedly aging fan base, there's a band that starts with a K and ends in something that rhymes with finks who released an album regarding a group dedicated to a feature of a small English settlement that despite being constantly quoted by musos is just a bit average.
October 26, 2025 at 8:58 AM
It's no Brothers In Arms.
October 26, 2025 at 8:54 AM