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Written by Tracie
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
As we welcome in 2010, fat and skint, just thank your lucky stars you're not Tiger Woods, writes Tracie. Not only has he been given a pasting with one of his clubs by his missus, he is about to lose a billion quid. What is it with Swedes and clubbing things to death? You only have to think of those cute baby seals to realise that Tiger never stood a chance.
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Written by The Grumpy Goose
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
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Michael Macintyre, the well known comedian, cancelled a performance at the O2 Arena when he discovered that he had been booked to perform at a show to celebrate a successful year of trading by a debt recovery company; they had made £13m profit from debt recovery charges.
You know the kind of thing; "What's that you say? You've lost your job, due to the recession, and you can't pay your bills? Well, the bad news is we're going to add to your debt. First off, we'll rack up the interest, then add our outrageous fees, sell all your possessions and repossess your house. When we've sold everything you own, you'll still owe us a huge sum of money. But don't worry, it's not all bad news; your life may be in ruins, but we’re making a great profit out of your loss."
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Written by Kingpin
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
This month I have mainly been learning about the history of crime in our great capital city by taking a visit to ‘The Black Museum’.
For those of you who don't know, ‘The Black Museum’ is a more colourful name for the Metropolitan Police Crime Museum, based at New Scotland Yard. It's been open since 1875, after the Prisoner's Property Act in 1869 gave the police the authority to keep certain items of property that directly related to various crimes.
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Written by The Edge Editor
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
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OK, now no disrespect to cab drivers intended, alright, because The Edge knows a lot of cabbies read the mag and they’ve been having a tough enough time of it as it is of late.
BUT.......if there’s one thing I cannot stand it’s cab fares!
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Written by The Edge Editor
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
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‘GOLD! Always believe in your soul, you’ve got the power to know, you’re indestructible...’ and this month, readers, it’s Hector’s House.
You do remember Hector’s House, don’t you, readers? It used to come on just before the 5.45pm news five days a week.
Originally broadcast by the BBC in 1965, The Edge remembers it best for its 1970’s heyday, starring Roger Moore as Old Hector and Tony Curtis as Danny Wilde. Hell, no! That’s The Persuaders I’m confusing it with, which will be reviewed later in this right riveting series.
Hector’s House was in fact a French production (just like the more famous Magic Roundabout) originally called La Maison de Toutou (The House of the Doggie) about Hector, a dopey puppet dog, and Zaza (whose voice was by Joanna Lumley), an irritating cat who Hector had mistakenly shacked up with in a house in the middle of a beautiful garden filled with flowers.
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Written by Steve Ward
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
There was a time when Europe was a continent, writes Steve Ward. It was classified as such in atlases and encyclopaedias and the constituent parts were reasonably well known to any British school kid in a geography class. There were France, Germany, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, and some small countries in the North West between France and Scandinavia. Then there were a few joke states like Monaco, Andorra and San Marino. They were jokes only insofar as they are ridiculously small and not really what you'd classify as a country at all. And that was Europe. Nice and compact, easily defined, foreign, and definitely a physical presence.
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Written by Fat Capitalist Pig
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
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Borrow, Borrow, Borrow…
So my friends, completely broke? Credit Card statement thudded onto the front door mat yet? Excessive Christmas spending? Full of remorse? Don't worry, just follow the example of our own Government. Borrow tons and tons of money (much more than you need, actually, but borrow it anyway before your rating isn't worth the paper its written on) and borrow it over at least a 15 year period so you can forget it’s actually there, as the repayments won't be very big, unless (and until) you need to borrow again.
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Written by Cheryl Norton
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
We seem to spend most of our lives waiting, writes Cheryl Norton-Barry. There are the big waits, such as waiting for a holiday, waiting for the right partner, waiting for the right job. Then there are the daily, mundane waits, such as waiting for the train, waiting for the queue at the cash machine to disperse, waiting for the weekend.
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Written by The Edge Editor
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
LOCH FYNE REVIEW, Chelmsford.
We all surely love a fishfinger sandwich, don’t we, writes The Edge Editor?
The only question is whether to have HP or ketchup on it? Or, if you’re posh, salad cream or mayonnaise?
But if that’s the extent of your association with fish (apart from the cod liver oil tablets you swallow with your breakfast cuppa), surely it would be one of life’s natural evolutionary processes to treat yourself to a dedicated fish supper at Chelmsford’s Loch Fyne restaurant and see how you feel about the experience afterwards?
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Written by shaunedge
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
It's officially here, Edge readers. No, I don't mean my Bird's Eye column; I'm talking about another New Year. Only it's not just any ‘old’ new year, is it? Nope, it's the first in a brand spanking new decade. So do me a favour and raise a glass of your favourite poison to the start of 2010. And, while you're at it, take a trip down memory lane, because you'll realise that time really does fly; unless you're on the waiting list for a hip replacement, or stuck behind me reverse parking.
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Written by shaunedge
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Friday, 18 December 2009 |
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Suspicious
I'm not normally the suspicious type, but the wife told me yesterday that Gavin from Autoglass came round and injected some of that special resin stuff into her crack....and she doesn't even have a car.
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Written by The Edge Editor
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Wednesday, 25 November 2009 |
Retailers: Now you can introduce ‘festive music’ into your stores. This month. December, right?
Only if I’m honest - and I generally try to be - I’ve had enough of the whole Christmas shebang (‘She bangs, she bangs...’) already.
The bloody Pogues mid-November whilst I’m busy trying on a coat in a shop? I don’t think so.
It’s sick, that’s what it is.
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