Us men have always struggled to verbalise our emotions. It probably stems from Neanderthal times, or something, when we’d drag a pterodactyl back to the cave. Our woman – complete […]
This is a blog, honest. One day I’ll actually write something. But, for now, here’s a video of a man who can make wonderful paintings with just his digits.
This is what happens when you get your groove on in Essex. You just watch, in a couple of days the Daily Mail will be all over this. Edit: What […]