It’s now week 572!
I feel that the year is fair flying in. I think that happens when there isn’t much to look forward to!
Before I start writing the usual pish that I do, I’d like to point out that the site now has over one and a half million hits!
Continue reading “Week 572 – Medals, Trys And Advice.”
Every year or so I feel obliged to make a statement on behalf of proper grammar in the English language. Before the tongue is finally killed and left to rot in the Pop Culture Wood, I feel that it is the duty of writers long acquainted with the written word to get in a few shots at the would-be murderers. The killers of language are the Usual Suspects, namely the Selfish and Lazy (from here, “Sal”).
Continue reading “569: More Grammar Gripes”
Well here we are at Week 568!!!
Hello there guys!
I’ve just read something that fucking disgusts me!
In Britain, the billionaires made more money last year – They made more billions.
We have people who can’t afford to feed their families and can’t heat their houses but these fuckwits have made around ten million a day between them to increase their wealth. Overall that is – Makes it a lot better, doesn’t it????
Continue reading “How Many Times Do We Need To Mention The Distribution Of Wealth, French Fred Is A Legend And Remember, Sean said Shhhhean!”
The Introduction
This is my first wrap of 2026. A few weeks away have made me flabby because I am unnaturally lazy. Therefore, like an athlete gone to seed, I will pull on the sweats and attempt to get in shape by writing about small pointless items and work my way into good enough form to intelligently write about this week’s group of stories. All within a few paragraphs. I aim to put a point on pointless, to sharpen its, well, pointy, or at least pointier end, then use it to etch profound wisdom on the corbomite* walls of public inanity. (*Extremely hard and potentially explosive fictional mass invented by Captain James T. Kirk, known associate of Hardcourt Fenton Mudd, a suspected interstellar Jeffrey Epstein of the 23rd Century.)
Continue reading “Week 567- Superfluous Quotation Marks”
Here we are at the first of the New Year with Week 566
Well, that’s the festivities over for another year. I hope you all have had a restful or mad time or a bit of both. I had some beautifully wrapped presents this year. I received a life size Dalek, a lucky horse shoe, an inflated beach ball and an anchor. I was grateful but not one of them was a surprise.
Continue reading “Week 566 -Obvious Prezzies, Paul Newman Was Brilliant And A Nod To Johnny Kidd And The Pirates.”
Here we are at Week 561.
A few things have come to light throughout the past couple of weeks.
Firstly – Following on from Leila’s comments about the submissions we received a few weeks back:
Continue reading “Week 561 – Keep Your Distance, Gregory And Lawrence And Remembering The Hurricane.”
A Kvetch
We have now officially opened the twelfth year of Literally Stories UK. And as it goes in life we have faced a recent challenge after we were listed (unbeknownst to us) by one of those publications that do such things. I do not know why such services still exist in the era of Google, nor do I grasp why people rely on such services, but the situation exists.
Continue reading “Week 560: A New Year Begins”
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Continue reading “Year 11!”
Here we are at Week 558 which is just before the special 559. I’ll mention this later.
I had my usual look at the papers this week and a few things tipped my interest…Or should I say poked my anger!!!!
Continue reading “Week 558 – News Stories, Ritchson Was Closer By A Mile And Come Back Next Week”
As I get deeper into my cronehood, this time of existence in which people either do not see me or pretend they have business elsewhere when the cowl slips, November has become my friend. The mocking young forms who strode about oh so hot to trot last summer are now buried under layers of linen and lycra and are having a hell of a hard time using their phones in the rain.
Continue reading “Week 557: Magick and Fare Thee Well Sybil Fawlty”
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