What connects Hackney Council, Bruce Willis, The Mayhew Animal Home and justice for all those really unfair parking tickets dished out?

Me.

On Sunday night I drove to Hoxton, in Hackney, to review an Akala gig. He was excellent by the way and a true credit to hip hop.

I...

Ten days or so ago I wrote a small blog on here, praising Rebecca Ferguson's wondrous voice.

I was amazed that after so many bland, boring, average singers had been coughed up via the X Factor, the law of averages had finally kicked in and some talent had been found.

Being harsh about the X Factor 'secret' party would be very easy. So I shall be.

Held on Wednesday night in London, I was invited (God knows why) to join everyone else in media land and have a squint at the four finalists.

They were to answer questions, pose for...

Can it be true? Has a soulless TV show produced the most soulful singer of the decade (other than Amy Winehouse)?

The X Factor is pish. It always has been and always will be pish. Saturday night karaoke churning out endless bland pop stars and regurgitating old classics, with Louis...

Arrrrggghhhh!

This will only be a very short blog (mercifully, I'm sure some of you feel) inspired by the hideously insipid, unimaginative and plain flimsy state of the pop charts.

As I said in my last post, music is at its all time lowest state, with pretend dance and fake...

It's a pretty damning indictment of the state of popular music when Steps reuniting is cause for such huge celebration.

I've nothing against Steps and thought they were enjoyable toss the first time around. Little Lisa Scott-Lee was always fun when I saw her clubbing and a mate went to...

Once again my hate-affair with Traffic Wardens has been reawakened.
"I've already issued the ticket," he smirked as I returned just six minutes late to my car, already an extortionate £2:60 poorer for just an hour's parking.
To all you loathsome ticket-peddlers out there, know this: EVERYONE hates...

You'd think I'd be numbed to tits and arse by now. Tabloid background, former swordsman etc.
But when those Scarlett Johansson pictures hit the net, I joined everyone else in clicking the little yfrog Twitter link - and then cursing as it failed to load three times.
And...

Saline murders and Max Clifford aren't comfortable bedfellows for me.
And so any sympathy I had for Rebecca Leighton has now disappeared.
Just in case you're unaware, she's the nurse who spent six weeks in prison, wrongly charged with contaminating saline at Stockport Hospital, leading to several deaths.

"You must be an absolute knob."

This was the flash-judgement of a complete stranger I met a few months ago whilst swallowing a few sharpeners in a London bar.

It's true, there certainly are penis-like qualities to me - but there was no way this partly-pissed young man could have...