PUBLIC MARKS from PixelNurse

Look at this idiot, he’s heard the news about the explosion at Hemel Hempstead and despite the police and oil companies saying explicitly that you shouldn’t react by panic buying petrol, he’s decided to pop down to his local petrol station and join the huge queues of other brainless wonders...

I've been following the story recently of the shooting of two female police officers in Bradford. Sadly one of the officers who was shot, Pc Sharon Beshenivsky, died in the incident. Of course this is horrific, the officer who died was a mother of five and one cannot help but dwell on the fact that five children will now grow up without their mother. However, as disturbing as the incident itself is the reaction by the police force and the media. Let me explain...

So winter is finally here, as my good friend and collaborator Patrick Wray would say "Mother nature's icy claw" has begun it's chilling embrace. I know I'm walking straight into a cultural stereotype by talking about the weather, but like all good Englishmen I find it almost endlessly fascinating. Is it just me or do there seem to be too many leaves still on the trees? I'm not complaining, it just strikes me as a little odd. I always seem to be surprised by the onset of winter, and I have a disease that I just can't seem to shake off. It's nothing biological, more a behavioural malady. Whenever it begins to get cold all the clothes I buy are only suitable for the summer. Then when the temperature starts to rise again I begin to fetishize coats and scarves. I can't tell if I'm just very slow to react, or incredibly well prepared, like those people who buy all their Christmas presents in the January sales. Either way, I'm cold.

I’m feeling pretty lacklustre today, but with no good reason...

Now I don't mean to be mean, but what is it with all this mourning for George Best? If you hadn't heard (which I find an utterly implausible possibility for any U.K. resident) George Best died last week. Well boo hoo.

So I got a bit fed-up with the green and black design for my site...

So today is the last ever day. The 159 left Marble Arch this lunchtime on it's final journey. The Routemaster bus was actually discontinued in 1968 but has been refitted and repaired ever since. The 159 and several other Routemaster buses are being decommissioned just down the road from me in Brixton, in fact they are expected to start arriving at the depot in the next few minutes.

I just read the sad news that comedy legend Richard Pryor passed away at Encino hospital near Los Angeles due to a heart attack...

Well I woke up this morning to the incredible images and news of the explosion of an oil depot near Hemel Hempstead...

I just wanted to share with my (three...