Here’s To Chris

On this day in 1593 Christopher Marlowe (playwright, Shakespeare’s buddy and sexy Tudor stud muffin) went for a pint in a Deptford tavern with a couple of mates. He never left that boozer, ending up dead on the floor with a knife hilt-deep in his eye. The two pals claimed Chris had kicked off over […]

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A Trip To Isaac Newton’s Home

The other day me and my dear ol’ parents visited the childhood home of Isaac Newton, Woolsthorpe Manor just on the border betwixt Lincolnshire and Leicestershire. On the way in there’s all our system’s planets in wicker (think they must have got rid of Pluto, turned it into a basket or something. Waste not want […]

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Hmm…

“General Lasalle, an archetypal showoff hussar officer, epitomized this attitude by his remarks, among which the most famous is: “Any hussar who is not dead by the age of thirty is a blackguard.”[21] He died at the Battle of Wagram at the age of 34.” -Wikipedia

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Doodles From A Follycon Panel

I was on a panel at Follycon this weekend (‘Defend The Indefensible’). Great time, great panelists, great audience. One of the symptoms of this group mania was the off-the-cuff creation of doodles by the panelists to make our points (such as they were). I include them here so as to augment the great body of […]

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Visit To An Ex-Slave’s Grave

“Britain’s first freed slave’s buried there,” Mum says as we drive by a church on the way to the dentist. “Really?” I say from the back of the car. “Some Rastafarians turned up once,” Mum says, “knocked on the vicar’s door and demanded to take him back to Ethiopia.” I presume they meant the ex-slave […]

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