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MANY a hit show has changed its lead actor. So cheap 60s sci-fi show Doctor Who believed they could replace theirs, and it would be no big deal.

You left your office job, and as a parting gift they gave you the full-sized freestanding fourth floor colour photocopier.

WAKING up with a hangover so intense the beating of my temples is loud enough to make people start dancing on the lawns beneath my chambers, I reflect on a somewhat disconcerting week. 

VACLAV Havel. Aung San Suu Kyi. Nelson Mandala. All prisoners who became their country’s leader. I am privileged to present the next: Mrs Lucy Connolly.

There's a man down Gandalf's chip shop swears he's Elvish.

WAKING with a hangover that has caused my urine to turn violet, I reflect on an event I hosted this week in which delegates of the Church met leading humanists and atheists to find common ground.

WHAT is it with this sudden invasion of Vietnamese restaurants opening over here? Unheard of 20 years ago, now you can't bloody move for the things.

I WAS gagged this morning by a look in the mirror. Instead of a youthful, Yassified face, I saw faint signs of wrinkles and a single grey hair.

Best opening chess move? Getting up and walking away. You’re too cool for that shit.

WAKING up with a hangover that would cause a blue whale to turn green and let out farts and belches generating waves liable to upend distant fishing boats, I reflect on my week.