The Adventures of a Suburban Psychonaut

Welcome To The Gulag Welcome, indeed. We got fun and games. Well, not quite. What we have is a group of specially appointed arbiters, affil...

I haven't blogged for a couple of years. Owing to various health problems and distractions on my part. I'm going to start with an ...

On the count of three, to the tune of God Save The Queen 'Who gives a shit?" The whole debacle about Jeremy Corbyn respectfully sta...

Many appy polly loggies o my brothers. It has been a while since you heard from your humble narrator, Alexander  DeLarge. As it is I've ...

I wish to begin by stating a fact: I have appalling social skills. By which I don't mean I'm impolite or inattentive. I mean I d...

In light of the revelations about Jimmy Savile and ensuing investigation: Operation Yewtree, the paranoia about kids tv presenters from th...

It started over a week ago. I have been going through A phase of Stanley Kubrick admiration. Which in and of itself is nothing peculiar. D...