Loving Tony Slattery Longtime

I was clearly not alone in there being a certain degree of complex aesthetic approval of the late and very very great Tony Slattery as a teen in the 90s – in fact, since the news broke of his fatal heart attack at the weekend, the 'my god he was dishy' tributes have been so…

MY DEBUT NOVEL

I recently found myself bewailing the fact that my last book release, Fab Fools, was over four years ago, and even that was released under lockdown. Currently I'm being massively mishandled in my quest to find a paperback home for one of my existing books. And although I started researching a new comedy history book…

TALES OF BRITAIN: Spring 2024

Happy Current Rainy Season, all! Brother Bernard has not been exactly dormant throughout the year-plus of silence from the Tales of Britain blog, though he has been known to hibernate for a generation or three. It's true that the arrival of Nephew Neddy has slowed the output of fresh folktales, or legendary site visits*, but…

THE FROOD: Fit The 42nd

I come to say "Bloody big congrats, Kevin!", not to blubber. It seemed wrong somehow to say nothing to mark the passing on of the Hitchhiker baton, as it were – as if the Adams legacy meant nothing to me, and I had nothing to say on the matter, a decade on. So here we are.…

FAB FOOLS: Dead Again

In most ways, I could not be less of a typically machismo-oriented man (to my delight, two separate old flames of mine independently described me as a butch man-hating lesbian trapped in a big man's body) but I often wish I was better at crying. I've spent most of this week feeling on the verge…

Bath Plug Award 2023: Julian Clary

Fatherhood out in the Bath bush makes it easy to feel all-but retired from leaping up on stages and making loud noises these days, and yet, besides the approaching joys of Tales of Britain in Ludlow in June and FAB FOOLS LIVE in Clifton in July, I have just survived a couple of the old…