It's true. I'm a massive tosser. Ask anyone. A narcissistic, arrogant, overly confident, annoyingly handsome tosser. Who after years of living alone in Islington's glamouros Upper Street (back door brag) bought a place in Hackney with his big old lipstick lesbian sister and know self proclaims to be 'The Hackney Gay'. Like I was the … Continue reading Only Tossers Write Blogs.
Here is a list of things that double up as mirrors- Windows Glass doors Other things made of glass Glass Forks Spoons (note, you may appear upside down) Forks Knives Cutlery you don't know the name of Picture frames (if you blur out the picture of your nephew) Your phone's selfie camera Other windows Really … Continue reading How Vain Is Too Vain? (Asking for a friend)
So every gay guy this side of Narnia knows about gay wars (not that thing you clicked on Pornhub accidentally that you had to explain to your parents that you're not into cause they found that letter from the Government asking why you had typed such disgusting things into google, and you had to explain … Continue reading Gay Wars and Hag Laws.
Mare Street in Hackney Central is getting a facelift. About time if you ask me, between the betting shops, pound stores and hipster cafes the place is looking a bit ropey. I'm a cyclist. Road facelifts and twenty something year old cyclists (tirning most bike rides into Britney style music videos since 1992) don't mix...... … Continue reading Karma’s a bitch……… But so am I.
Let talk about values. What we value. What I value. Yes I love my friends. And my family. And pizza (Not in that order. Take a wild guess which I spend most time with, clue- it begins with a P). But in this modern age of iReaders and Macindosh Lapbooks and that delightful family of … Continue reading Double tap for the naked guy…..