3.6. Not great, not terrible.
3.6. Not great, not terrible.
I’m enjoying Control. It’s pretty good fun to play, but the story has really grabbed me.
Cwtch is the most obviously Welsh word there.
He’s my friend and a whole lot more! Ew.
My housemate at university used to eat a bowl of cereal while on the toilet in the morning. We referred to it as “the circle of life”.
Bookmarking this as I’m in the same position, godspeed my brother.
It kept Ultravox’s Vienna from number one in the charts. Apparently Midge Ure has never got over it.
That’s about a mile and a half from my house!
The first Roman fort on the site of the castle was likely built around 55AD.
There’s an excellent greentext with that as the punchline.
My 10-year-old son was hopelessly addicted to this for months.
Record collector here too. I can tell you exactly when I started, and it was when I saw a copy of Beggar’s Banquet by the Rolling Stones for 50p in a charity shop. Didn’t even have a record player at the time. Now I’ve got 471 records and counting and spend far too much money on the hobby.
“Schrödinger’s Jew”, as David Baddiel puts it.
I have to tell you that I’ve been compelled to listen to the Tiny Toon Adventures theme song on Spotify, because your username has been stuck in my head all evening.
That’s mesothelioma. You’re thinking of what happens when the doctor tells you you’ve got a different disease to the one you actually have.
I’m a big music snob, and I’m in my forties, but Decompression Period by Papa Roach hit me really hard the first time I heard it, and it’s always one I go back to. I’ve never had a bad breakup or anything, but it really captures the feeling for me.
The red thing’s connected to…my wristwatch. Uh-oh.
“oogling”