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Juvenilia: Red Dwarf VIII – A Curate’s Smeg

Here’s a very early piece of what might be called Juvenilia: a distinctly vicious review of the eighth series of Red Dwarf published in TV Zone magazine issue 122 in 1999. It’s clear than I didn’t think much of the show after Rob Grant’s departure, and I’m afraid to say I’m a little bit savage to it, in that regard. Still very proud of the “Curate’s Smeg” slugline, though…

Best Man’s Speech for my “Little” Brother

So on the 18th June 2022 my little brother, Daniel, married Helena: a wonderful woman who he met at Exeter University. I was asked to be best man, which was a great honour. Unfortunately Covid intervened and both Joe and I tested positive for it the day before it was due to take place. Thankfully, through the power of modern technology I was able to give the speech, albeit as a disembodied voice. And here it is!

David and Goliath

I was reminded of this today, and I don’t come out of it too well if truth be told. Basically I’m a credulous fool. But I quite like the prose, which was done during A-Level English when studying Clive James’ “Unreliable Memoirs”. I think I captured the style and I should probably do more in it.

Take Me To Your Heaven

I was reminded this weekend of a rather marvellous day that took place back on Good Friday 2019 where I got to meet the marvellous Eurovision luminaries Nicki French and SuRie and a host of other wonderful people at the Retro Bar in London. This is me eulogising about it.