Over the past weekend I have been lucky enough to be supporting professional wrestling legend turned stand-up comedian Mick Foley on tour. This is his third tour of the UK that I've worked on, and I think that I'm now familiar enough with him to consider him a friend. This...

I wasn't very well on Sunday. I spent the entire afternoon on the sofa, feeling extremely sorry for myself and with barely enough energy to change television channels. Look, I'm a man, I can't handle being sick.

Two football matches in one afternoon made for perfect drifting in and out...

Like most football fans I'm glued to the TV when it's transfer deadline day, in the vain hope that my team will buy the talisman that we need to get promoted and chase trophies. When I say "talisman", I mean a tough tackling midfielder, the granite jawed captain figure, Mr...

I obsess over my number of Twitter followers. I'm fairly sure that most people do - well, my Mum probably doesn't, but you know what I mean. I check how many I have every day (5,455 seeing as you asked) and will have a monthly check that most of the...

Before I get to my point about a very real threat to the equilibrium of society, I need to explain what I look like - because appearances are both important and deceptive. It doesn't matter that I've got a degree, or am from a loving family, or that I can...

I awoke Sunday morning to a storm of complaints on my Twitter timeline because nobody could get hold of Glastonbury tickets. With this in mind, I have drawn up the following tips to enable you to have your own Glastonbury in the comfort of your own home, saving you several...

As I drove to a gig the other night I was forced to listen to Radio 4. Not at gunpoint or anything like that (although I imagine anyone choosing to do such a stick-up would use an antique musket), merely because my phone was out of battery and it meant...