Spell Check A Racist

In which the ever-so-slightly smug Facebook group post an update with the inevitable spelling error...

Authorial remembrance

When I was writing my Bowie book, as I was writing the final chapters, I went to‎ visit my father in Cheltenham (this turned out to be the last time I saw him before he died). He asked me what I was working on, and I told him that was writing a book about Bowie’s extraordinary performance on TOTP, and how he influenced an entire generation of music and fashion obsessives. When he asked me why I reeled off the various elements of his performance that had been so challenging, so inspiring, and so transgressive. I described the way in which Bowie had toyed sexually with his guitarist Mick Ronson, the way in which he had dressed like a pansexual spaceman, the way in which he looked, the way in which he sashayed across the screen like a 1920s film star, and, saliently, the way in which his flame-red hair, his dayglo jumpsuit and the general glam colour fest had almost colonised the programme. I explained that this was the moment when the 1970s finally outgrew the 1960s, when the monochrome world of boring, boring south-east England had exploded in a fiesta of colour.

My father looked at the floor, took a moment, and then said, very quietly: “You know we had a black and white television, don’t you?”

- Dylan Jones, in The Independent

'Bollocks'

On why the Aussie accent's the result of heavy drinking.

Or not.

"Also, make note of the word 'gobbledygook'..."

Ten words we should all be using more often - apparently.

Personally, I use 'Philistine' (and even 'subtopia') just plenty.

Game of Thrones spoilers

used as inspired crowd-control tactic by Belgian maths tutor!

(What have we come to...?!)