Some blogs I know

  • Freckles and Doubt
    Considering her mastery of narrative structure etc. (insert narrative structure here.....)
  • Trailer Park Refugee | just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight….
    Just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight...
  • Exile on Pain Street | Straddling the Hudson River. One foot in NYC, the other in suburban New Jersey.
    One man's story, etc.....
  • Fat Man on a Keyboard
    'At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy...'
  • New York Bike Blog
  • Belgian Waffle
    Prolific? Bien sur. Waffle? Not a bit of it. The best thing to come out of Belgium since Leffe Blonde, and that is saying something.
  • Non-working monkey
    'Why taking work seriously turns you into a cock', among other lifesavingly important career advice.
  • Razorblade of life
    'Not so much cutting-edge as half-cut and still sliding'...
  • blue cat
    This blue cat fellow (he writes for the telly you know) issues forth an apparently effortless stream of grade-A funniness that has me overcome in turns by helpless laughter and shameful, powerful envy. There I've said it.
  • Joella
    Joella in Oxfordshire. Working for The Man while training to be a plumber (I think!). Loves gherkins, hates aubergines... and Fascists.
  • Bushra
    Bushra's blog/ homepage/ call it what you want
  • Dubsteps (formerly Hobo Tread)
    Thoughts of Skif, a Havant and Waterlooville fan exiled in Liverpool- possibly the most engaging non-league football writing to be found on the web- and with a little bit of politics, and plenty more beside!
  • Tired Dad
    The Man Who Very Nearly Fell Asleep
  • troubled diva.
    Mike, the self-styled 'Fairy Godmother of British Blogging'. He got us all published in a book, you know...
  • Private Secret Diary
    Dispatches from deepest Norfolk. Not that private and not that secret. Just consistently hilarious.
  • The man who fell asleep; Sadness and ecstasy in unequal measures
    The book inspired by this veteran site (A Year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleep) features the 'sarcastic polar bears of north London' among other oddities that the author manages somehow to render absolutely plausible.
  • Pete Ashton's Internet Presence
    Birmingham's finest. Writing with enviable clarity on every subject under the sun since 2000 (a very long time indeed!). Now with added nice pictures of canals and stuff...
  • Looby
    'An awkward, clumsy fellow; a lubber; a novice'....a venerated (if refreshingly irreverent) blogging institution. Lancaster's very finest!
  • RichardHerring.com
    The comedian Richard Herring's kind of online diary thing. Always worth a visit.

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January 27, 2008



No, I don't know why the writing has gone all tiny, either. If you can't see it I can only suggest you put your head right up to the screen, or do something clever involving cutting and pasting, font sizes, etc...

The American Geordie

One can only guess what long-term psychological scars were incurred by these slings and arrows. Spare a thought for a generation of Geordie little ones. Make that two generations - I can't imagine things will improve any time soon. Unless Drogba gets a serious case of Keeganitis this summer....


Hey and now you get Wise as well - lucky, lucky you!!!


I have been trying to spread the word here in Queens but it seems there are Arsenal fans lurking in every corner!


I think Arsenal are attracting a worldwide following on the back of their cosmopolitan line-up. In our local Sports Bar the other night the usual clientele of badly-cardiganned Irishmen was supplemented by a healthy turn-out of Africans of indiscrimate nationality (some of them also dressed in quite hideous cardigans, come to think of it) who had gathered to take in the Arsenal v Newcastle game. We lost 3-0 and they celebrated with abandon while I leaned morosely against the jukebox, no doubt incurring some more of those hideous psychological scars the American Geordie (you see, there is at least one and he is a Mets man by all accounts) refers to.

And Beth, I know, Dennis bleedin' Wise. I certainly never saw that coming. Worrying thing is, it seems neither did Keegan...


Yes, it's all very sinister. Our 1 year old innocent baby boy received a dangerous homemade birthday card form the Irish Arsenal fan downstairs that was disguised as a Newcastle United/Mets tribute but opened up to reveal the Arsenal symbols in jolly cartoon style. The tender minds of our younger generation are at risk, I tell you.


That, Jonathan, is genius. Love the bit about breaking down in double Geography, particularly. Remember the news about Andy Cole going round school like wildfire, while Paul and I had the extreme misfortune of being at both the 1998 and 1999 Cup Finals - the seats cost us around £90 each on both occasions, at a time when we were students...

Any chance you'd mind if this appeared on Black & White next week during the lull between games? Drop me an email if so...


The play-offs, 1990. Going to school the next day and wanting to brain the the rest of the class with a shiny wooden chair.
England vs France, Euro 2004. Sitting in a bar in deepest Czech Republic as Zidane scored two in two minutes, and watching Mancs and Scousers wail into their beer. Welcome to my world.

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