So this is Sydney

So this is Sydney. I have to admit that I am liking it a great deal. Thank you to everyone involved so far, especially Debbie and Andrew.

the first mince pie

Some of you may know about the importance of the first mince pie of the Christmas, and how it defines the start of my Christmas season. The only rule is that you are not allowed to buy it yourself, it has to be given (afterall that is the spirit of the season). A late start this year, but I have just chomped through my first and having wiped my sticky fingers on my tousers I have the pleasure of reporting that this Christmas should be a good one.

Fashion.

Who starts the trends anyway? Does it matter, or does it just give you a couple of extra brownie points when, at the pub, you casually remark that reason you wear your jeans a couple of sizes too big with no belt is your way of displaying solidarity to the LA brothers whose belts are conviscated when they are locked up. Because that is where it comes from.
Apparently.
Try telling this to the punks loitering on your local street corner and they'll probably stare at you blankly then politely ask you to move along.
My thoughts on this are exactly those of Banksy (where I learnt this titbit):
"Fuck hip hop, wear a belt".