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I refuse to apologise for being a heterosexual white male.

If you ask me, both have had help...The production, engineering and marketing have played a massive part in shaping opinion in both those bands, but as an experienced muso, something doesn't ring true with both the Beatles and Oasis...

All looks staged and allowed to happen to me....Security at these events are as tight as a gnat's chuff...In the age of terrorism. I'd have thought he'd have been muscled to the ground way before he'd made his "statement"...All these type of events I call bull shit...All too convenient.

Not sure. This stuff is matured in some slate cavern somewhere. Very nice bit of bung. I bought it from a cheese shop in Conwy. I don't think the place is open anymore, but I'm sure I've seen it in various Welsh delis, one in Criccieth comes to mind near the crystal shop. It's not rare, I know...

I did loads when I was a pipe fitter...All it takes is one screw and your in...

Been away twice this year already and two more booked and looking to round the year off with a couple more... Was here 3 weeks ago- https://www.menaiholidays.co.uk/cottage/North-Wales-Snowdonia-Llanllyfni/Fron-Oleu-1073467.html Here the week before last, spur of the moment job a week after...

Welsh slate cheese that I can't remember the name of Black label Penderyn The Russ Abbott hit "Atmosphere" on loop Then wake up the next day with my cock in a giant clam.

Last year I made dandelion root coffee. Been meaning to have a go for ages just to see what it tastes like. It's a shocker...It's really nice when done right, dark roasted. It's almost like chocolate, but not. There is no bitterness, and you can a make number of brews from a couple of spoonfuls...

She was only the candle makers daughter, but she got on me wick so I didn't give a fuck what her mums profession was, I'd have fucked her too...

Why not?...That's why I bought it. Wasn't a great fan till I heard Broadsword. Top album.

Turning down the invitation to an after show party with Thin Lizzy at the Kensington pub in town.

The day I bought it, I played it a couple of times and left it on the turntable when I went to bed....Heard a loud crash in the night, got up to see one of the brackets my speakers were attached to had fallen off the wall and lay among the shattered remains of the glass lid on top of my hi fi...

Sorry Bill but your aggressive tone, maybe you're unaware of it, is no trump card. I couldn't give a fuck what Brian Cox says...You are calling me and others fucking idiots...Are you aware of that? I'm not a gullible idiot no matter what you believe...Or rather what you want to believe... Works...

People who ask for proof automatically dismiss it anyway...You can't win...I didn't ask for things to happen and have never gone looking for it and there is nothing worse than being patronised and disrespected for an experience you have no control over or answer for...If you have a genuine...

Late seventies early eighties I used to get up to go and watch the Sharston labour club when I could be arsed... Great times and piss funny... Billy Fizz (The physio...lol) the guy with a magic sponge, a spliff, and a quarter bottle of whiskey...Them were the days...

Other than my cellar experience, I've had many a weird experience and all of them were with other people present. Six of us saw a black shadow cross the room while we all watched telly. It was deffo in 3d space and not on a wall. It moved slowly from one side of the room to the other behind the...

So was the Peel Hall pub. I lived in the flat above Marmacs at Peel Hall shops and worked in the bakery off and on through the nineties.

Basically, I got bum rushed by something wearing heavy boots with Blakeys (segs) as I walked up steps leading out of a cellar. Whatever it was came running out of a room in the cellar that I'd just been in, through a sound proofed door and up the steps behind me...There was fuck all there, and...

Cornishman is thriving so too is the Red Beret (I live yards away) Mountain Ash still there also.

My brother saw someone launch themself from them flats...He hit the deck about twenty yards from him while was walking past with my nephew. Not pretty. Poor sod.