Two of my guilty secrets (the rest might follow if I have ever get round to my memoirs)

This is the first time for a long time that I have had the time, inclination, inspiration and sufficient alcohol/blood content to blog a bit. It’s like old times.

Mrs Brown’s Boys. I like it. There. I’ve said it. I love how it is so polished and shiny. It is funny, even though it relies on “fecking” a lot. Brendan O’Carroll is a very funny man, and I love it when he thanks everyone and takes a bow at the end.

The other one. Barry White songs. I love them. But particularly, “You’re the first, the last my everything”. It appears to come via tannoy from a public lavatory, but it is bloody great.