Diary… My brain has been invaded by Stink Bugs…

Feb 12, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

They're feeding on my mind

Diary… Sex work in 17th Century London

Feb 12, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

I think I might have a minor obsession with Priss Fotheringham

Diary… Taxi Toe takes its toll

Feb 11, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

The day started badly with an infliction of Taxi Toe

Diary… Storms in every direction

Feb 10, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann ~ Leave a comment

Irish elections and Storm Ciara

Diary… Tradition can sometimes be over-rated

Feb 9, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann ~ Leave a comment

The women who superglue themselves to kitchen sinks and cookers

Essay… Just like 1959

Feb 8, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann ~ Leave a comment

What women really really want

Diary…When things go wrong, it’s not always easy to tell why

Feb 8, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

Life after 25 is miserable anyway, so stop worrying about it

Diary… A new age of Romance, without Spandau Ballet

Feb 7, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

The meaning of 'New Romantic' and an email about an upcoming 'Penis & Clitoris' lecture

Diary… Puppet regimes win the day

Feb 6, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

Includes Sweep's annoying family and pissing around with the Periodic Table

Diary… Tuesday 4 February

Feb 5, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

Dogs who love to lick, plus London in the palm of your hand

Diary… Monday 3 February

Feb 3, 2020Jul 16, 2020 ~ Billy Mann

A few things that happened today... At the station I discovered that you can get a direct train from Winchester to Manchester or Newcastle. I don't know why this surprised me. Maybe I've been quietly harbouring the thought that the north of England has been secretly detached from the south while I wasn't paying attention. … Continue reading Diary… Monday 3 February