Tufton Tories, cry or laugh?

Lots of men with inferiority complexes pose in imperial garb while a socialist photographer is forced at gun point to snap them

Well, sometimes you just have to shed a tear, or you'll end up laughing your head off, don't ya?So, when does that old saying "you've gotta laugh, or you'd cry" go a bit too far? When does the laughter stop, and you're left feeling all miserable?When your family gets caught up in the dodgy dealings … Continue reading Tufton Tories, cry or laugh? →

I spied a sausage

A fabric sofa covered in garish cushions that are designed to lift up various body parts for sexy sexy times

I've only gone and spotted a banger wedged in someone else's sofa, you know! Bit of a pickle, really.Now, I'm thinking, should I cautiously maneuver the sofa cushions to liberate the sausage? But hey, it ain't my sofa!Blimey, what's gotten into me? Maybe I should've just left well enough alone, you know, respected my mate's … Continue reading I spied a sausage →