Meenzer

Versatile vegetagle, the courbette. But seriously: a couple of courbettes shredded and sautéed with pancetta or smoked bacon, then stirred through pasta with some crème fraîche, parmesan and grilled chicken breast = easy dinner win. Basically a poor man's pesto, but hey.

Get Justin Whittle to apologise first.

Ironically, his commitment to the booze is something Ken would be proud of.

You never know who you might bump into in the city's drinking establishments... https://twitter.com/leazeslad/status/501384909785944064

Chubrighter.

As he said, one vigorous blow to the head could kill him.

Calling a thick cunt a thick cunt means you're a thick cunt.

HTH

And to stop expecting applause simply for remembering to breathe and feed himself.

What a wreck.

http://imgur.com/a/rCcU6

Sacrilege!

And he's been disqualified now. Perfect.

I'm happy and relieved, you must have been getting MSG withdrawal symptoms.

The French guy who just won the steeplechase at the European championships ripped off his vest with 100m to go and held it in his teeth as he cleared the last barrier. This is the same fella who regularly gets into fights with team-mates and mascots on the track. He's fun.

Yes, but none that you'd like. Don't make the same mistake these lads did, anyway: http://www.pinknews.co.uk/2013/05/28/english-defence-league-rally-in-london-gay-bar/

Wok in a Box's standards have improved rapidly

Hopsitality = serving beer with a smile.

There's a greasy spoon on Old Compton Street that'll do you some nice fuck chops.

It'll be battered prawns in the wok box tonight.

No, just the starter.

And the waffle served on a chopping board too, it's all wrong

or after another trip to Wok In A Box, the shart

Aye, or there are trains from Victoria and St. Pancras too. It's quite well served for somewhere you'd never want to actually go.