You nailed that final sentence, David. Chapeau.

Are the purple poppies the horse is wearing not enough?

Seeing as BTTF day was quite recent. And a reminder that if they re-made it today, Marty would go back to 1995

Shameful. Not even a question.

Castle Barlinnie, I hope.

“Srtong” beers? Had you maybe partaken before posting? ;)

I loved the short “just tell them no” podcast you did c. 6 years ago. In fact, I might just go and hunt it out now and listen again

I’ve said it before: I wasn’t bothered when my eyebrows were trimmed; a little part of died inside when the clippers were taken to my ears

You are Joachim Löw and I claim my £10

It was sadly so commonplace that it made it into a Grange Hill storyline

A wonderful Sunday afternoon listen, as always. It’s the soundtrack to my time in the kitchen, my favourite time of the week.
But…while I loved the sandwich insurance policy story, I am, at this point, contractually obliged to point out: “There’s no such thing as a seagull.”

I’ve watched that speech before, and what a wonderful speech it was, but if what he said on his deathbed is true, and I have no reason to believe it is not, that’s despicable.

Oh, and once tried to brush my teeth left-handed. Decided my nostrils were clean enough and never tried it again

Am absolutely right-handed, except for cards. Shuffle and deal left-handed. Can’t even envisage trying to do that right-handed.

It must be your turn soon; everyone else seems to have had a go…

You don’t need an excuse to eat neat marzipan!

Oh for a Tory party with the likes of Soubry, Grieve, Gauke and Stewart still in it. I, or indeed you, may not vote for them even so, but the country would be in a better place with them still in the Commons