Quite a few people have jumped to the head of my NVL list this last week and to the tune Twelve Days of Xmas, they comprise 3 Tory grandees; 2 pompous wankers and a mad old bird in the jungle trees.
Have you read today about a new musical which is opening down under this week? Incredibly it’s about the life of Australian spin bowler Shane Warne, or ‘Warnie’ as he is affectionately known by Bruce and Sheila. You’d think that a musical celebrating anything to do with cricket, even one about the greatest spin bowler ever (well, from Melbourne), might be a little humdrum but this is supposed to be a hoot. It’s less to do with his cricketing skills and everything to do with his love of food, bleached hair (and subsequent hair transplants), shagging women other than his wife, cheesey flirty texting, pill popping, sledging, illegal Indian bookies, smoking and boozing. Yep an everyday tale about yer average Ozzie bloke. Except this one’s famous and, as the Carling ad might put it, probably the best (ie only) liked Australian cricketer outside Kangaland. Warnie himself thinks it’s an outrage but it sounds outrageously good fun to me and I’d love to see it. Continue reading
I don’t know if you caught the end of I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here (for US readers it’s a reality tv show involving low grade UK Celebrities holed up in the Australian jungle eating bugs, kangaroo testicles and other titbits) but it was as predictable as sin don’t you think? Everybody’s favourite panto Dame and Camp Freddy impressionist the mighty Biggins beat uber bitch model from the US, Janice Dickinson, to the title of King of the Jungle. Yawn. What pleased me about the result was that it not only brought an end to this tiresome charade but it also mercifully killed off the crap bumper ad breaks from programme sponsors Iceland. In case you don’t know these featured ex IACGMOOH jungle mates Jason Donovan and the talentless porker Kerry Katona.