My Interview With Wiggo

I recently had a chance to sit down and have a chat with top cyclist, Bradley Wiggins, in his home in Walford. JPB: Bradley, do you prefer Bradley or Wiggo? WIGGO: Bradley. JPB: Okay, Brad, I mean, you must be sick of talking about it but with the recent revelations I feel we have to talk about […]

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Jersey Zoo

Dear Sir I am sure I speak for all islanders when I say that we are immensely proud of our zoo and the wonderful work it does in the world of conservation. This is why it’s so sad to see it in financial difficulties. However, and it pains me to say this, it’s not very […]

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Just Do It Already

You want to be a runner, right? Sure you do. Everybody wants to be a runner. Look at them, all gliding along, healthy and in the zone. How do they do it? You see runners and wish you could run. You wish you could be one of them but running is complicated, isn’t it? They have […]

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Talking of Hi-De-Hi!

After my interview I went to the bookshop in town – they had a signing going off and the guy signing the book was, I thought, Hale or Pace (I can’t tell them apart.) Anyway, it was Hale or Pace so I said to him, “where’s the other one?” just to say something – I never […]

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BJ Novak

“How do you do clean your floor?” I swaid. That’s right, swaid. I was swaying slightly as I said it because free wine had happened to me. “Excuse m-” “Novak!” I swhouted. “Yes.” “If you haven’t got a vac, how do you clean your floor?” “What?” “Ha!” Excellent. Things were going excellently. I’d plucked up the […]

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Dinner with Charlie Brooker

“I didn’t see it,” I said and Charlie Brooker just looked at me, bemused, shaking his head and smiling. I looked back down at my dinner and pushed a piece of lemon chicken around my plate. “I was probably watching Netflix,” I added. “This is what I lo… like about you,” replied Charlie after he’d […]

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Short Story

NINE/ELEVEN “You guys are all heroes. I mean real heroes.” “Well… yeah, thanks,” said Robert, hoping that was enough but the lady’s face was sad and wanting more. “It was…” Robert raised his eyebrows and shook his head and avoided looking at her. That was enough, surely. He looked at her. No. My God! She wanted […]

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Secret Millionaire

I got this idea from watching TV. For the last few weeks I’ve been visiting the local council estates asking if I can help them do a bunch of stuff, menial stuff like painting murals, counselling rape victims and sitting through wretched urban theatre productions. It’s tough. I bring my wife along with her video […]

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Clarkson

I parked my car and walked over to Paula. She was sitting on the bonnet of Enrique’s Cadillac which was slowly but surely becoming one with the disabled bay in which it sat. The Cadillac itself gave off the aura of a mentally unstable and grieving Russian father’s marble monument to his negligently killed family. […]

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Banjo

Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God! I am so very excited. This is what I live for. I guess that sounds sad but this is my time to shine. Where are we anyway? Oh yeah, sweet, I fucking love this place. It’s a coincidence we both love coming here but I’m glad we do. You are choking […]

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After the Storm

Beep He slid his rucksack off his shoulders. While opening the main zip he simultaneously removed the trowel he thought of as The Doer from his belt. He wore three trowels around his belt but The Doer was his favourite because – and you’ve probably guessed this – it got things done. The other two […]

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Nike Fuelband

I recently had the opportunity to sit down with the CEO of Nike, Mark Parker, at the company’s lush Burnley headquarters and discuss their new hot product — the Nike FuelBand tm. JPB — Mark, tell me about your hot new product here at your lush Burnley headquarters, the Nike FuelBand. MP — First may I say thanks for coming to […]

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Driving Miss Kerazy

I hate bad drivers more than anything else in the world. To drive like a dick is the worst thing you can do, in my humble opinion. I’ve been run over three times which I guess might cloud my judgement but my hatred doesn’t stem from selfish reasons, oh no. When I see a dangerous driver I’m more concerned […]

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