Admittedly, this story was in “The Sun”, one of the holy trinity of lying newspapers (the other two being the Star and the Mirror – even the Daily Sport has more credibility than those three)… Simon Cowell has said that had the Beatles appeared on “one of his reality shows” then they would not have got very far. Well thanks for pointing out the bloody obvious Mr Cowell, it is plainly obvious. The Beatles were extremely talented, able to play their own instruments appeared in an era when music wasn’t dominated by fucking reality TV shows all run by Mr Cowell and his production company.
He may have knocked out BUCKETS of these shows over the years but how many of the winners have had more than one song. Last year’s winner of X Factor, that black woman who had the audacity to release Hallajeulah, and decimated it, has disappeared off the face of the planet. Now add in the rest. Sadly legions of stupid people from both this country and the sweaty ball of lard they call the US of Chunky A will always support these ridiculous programmes and leave Saturday night television as innane and pointless as masturbating a soft cock. How about a live fight between Ringo and Cowell. Throw in McCartney as a tag team partner and Piers Morgan too. In fact lets tie the judges from Britain’s Got Bugger-All Talent to chairs and slowly lower them into a vat of their own shite and watch them drown. I am personally totally behind that idea.!
Right well now I have got that off my chest… on to other things. I went to a little model fair last night and bought three things… two ZKA Limpets (don’t ask) and one bright pink TX4 taxi. I am such a big gay.
Tomorrow night is going out night and I am rather looking forward to it with PVC, Pouty and Hwang hopefully. Wonder if Hwang will wear PVC as well… hmmm. Hope not.! 
So the weather outside is rather lovely and I am on here typing as usual, but I don’t care. I am still waiting for those lovely days of winter where I can look out across the town and watch the rain lashing down and the wind blowing the trees about a bit more than usual. Ah winter, my lovely cool plaything with your bare trees and puddles of water to avoid whilst wandering into work. Autumn first though… brown leaves and conkers, the latter of the two is in abundance in our garden thanks to a load of old conkers dumped on our compost heap in about 1990 which has resulted in a Horse Chestnut of our very own dropping it’s brown load onto our grass. Marvellous…
…just need to find someone to play bloody conkers with now.!