Kent-based local journalist and fan of things predominantly originating in 80s or early 90s - plying my trade with the KM but, natch, all views here are my own
My latest column has delighted the good folk of Kent...comments from our beloved readers include: 'As usual from this bloke, a load of old rubbish!' and the classic 'ill-informed, divisory tosh'...*doffs hat in all directions*
It's Monday...and a number of readers have written to congratulate me on an article...and no-one (as yet) has suggested I'm a blithering idiot...this is a rare, limited edition collectors' item of a day
The amount of times I have impersonated this chap's line whenever I have heard mention of Accrington Stanley...and now look at what he's done...
https://t.co/D0SwWMQmwR
Back to work to a charming note from a reader accusing me (his tone, not mine) of being both a millennial and having gone to university...both, sadly, highly inaccurate...
The diversity of the sounds I can hear while working: Beautiful bird song in the garden offset by a dog licking their 'bits' on the floor next to my chair...swings and roundabouts as they say...(the sound of both of which I'd probably take over the latter)
A reader emailed me recently saying they'd visited a restaurant I'd reviewed (and raved about) on my recommendation and didn't like it...I'm impressed with the power I clearly wield...but when did anyone take my recommendations seriously, eh? Schoolboy stuff...
Went to a chip shop at the weekend where every trowel of chips in the bag was topped with salt and vinegar to ensure complete coverage...this is, without question, the work of genius.