Beam me up

Well I just got home from Xmas shopping with me mate Narcisse.

On the buses

I know practically nothing about cars.

Five-star lip

I've been in Cardiff to see me mates .

Better than soft porn

If you've been daft enough to eyeball me earlier posts you'll be aware I sprung from the loins of a wild colonial boy.

Faggots je t'adore!

I cannot get enough of faggots.

Jack: daddy

I never married Bonaventure's dad, Big Wilf.

Gone With Wind

The reason I won't state me age or date of birth on this blog is all to do with me Mum and Dad.

Fancy a shag

I was so wild I was spitting when I heard about that idiot New Zealand rugby writer Chris Rattue rubbishing Wales.

Breasts and legs

These two lads come in the shop .

Absolute poison

You may have heard that, sadly, former Russian spy Alexander Litvinenko died in London yesterday as a result of poisoning by an as yet unknown substance.

Chavs cheap shots

I got into a slanging match today at work .

Grand Opening .

Welcome to me earth-shattering blog.