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Your astrological week ahead for November 30th, with Psychic Bob

‘All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,’ as Liam Gallagher sang in 2002 after that fateful Munich hotel brawl.

The Archbishop of Canterbury on... Boris Johnson, the obvious source of health advice

WAKING up with a hangover the size of the French national debt, I reflect on the events of last Sunday, when my faith helped me enormously in my hour of need in a pub.

Fearful steps in the land of the ladyboy: The gammon food critic's Thai taste experience

NEVER fancied Thailand. Too hot, scary wildlife that can kill you with a single poisonous bite, and most of the women are packing cocks. 

This week in Mash History: William Caxton invents celebrity autobiographies, 1476

THE father of English printing, William Caxton brought the first printing press to our shores and was instrumental in coining the phrase ‘that f**king printer’s f**king broken again’.

Your astrological week ahead for November 23rd, with Psychic Bob

You’ve staked out a ring, you’ve got baying crowds, an illegal bookie is taking cash bets. But these snowballs just won’t fight.

The Archbishop of Canterbury on... why actors get scripts instead of talking their own shite

WAKING up with a hangover so malignant it has caused me to grow a third testicle, I switch on the wireless and learn that John Prescott has died. 

A white home counties roadman swags da role of hanti-bullying hambassador

WAGWAN? At ease, fam. You is in safe hands. It was hanti-bullyin’ week last week and school recognised Active J’s bossness by awarding man to be da hanti-bullyin’ hambassador for man’s year. Gassed! Gassed! Gassed!

A confused millennial tries to…chat up a woman in real life

THANKS to 5G and Facetune, approaching potential romantic partners is easier than ever. On the internet. Anywhere else is inappropriate.

Your astrological week ahead for November 16th, with Psychic Bob

They mocked John Harvey Kellogg for inventing corn flakes as an anti-masturbation suppressant, but you rarely see someone have a wank whilst they’re eating them.

Starmer's stormtroopers kicked down my door, confiscated my children and waterboarded my dog – over a tweet

IT WAS the greatest day of the year, Remembrance Sunday, when the door was smashed down and armed police rushed the house.