tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228588112026-10-02T23:42:18.158+01:00"Scraping Along The Bottom!"Doc Sleazehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09939793278552442225noreply@blogger.comBlogger4336125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22858811.post-20210651383739292532026-10-02T23:42:18.157+01:002026-10-02T23:42:18.158+01:00

We're on the final leg of Rewind TV's repeat run of London Weekend's 'Doctor' series, derived from the Richard Gordon novels with Doctor on the Go.  (Unless they are going to show the Australian spin-off series, Doctor Down Under or the brief BBC revival Doctor at the Top, as well).  Doctor on the Go, which ran from 1975-77, was the fifth incarnation of the series, which had

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My money is still on it being some kind of criminal fuel scam, possibly involving siphoning red diesel from farm vehicles then selling it back at sky high prices.  Certainly the petrol in those vans seems to indicate something to do with under the counter fuel sales, but the authorities - probably to cover up their own incompetence - still seem determined to try and pin the whole Fairford

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We take another journey After Hours to discover a lost PG Wodehouse classic: ‘Steady On, Jeeves’. Can Jeeves’ secret photography studio in the pantry save the day for Bertie? Will the proceeds from the Drones Club nude calendar raise the funds to pay off Aunt Dahlia’s gambling debts? ‘Consumer Eye’ looks into a dodgy sexual deviant dating app, while The-Man-in-the-Pub tries to sell his

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Once more, the media trumpet a dastardly foreign terror plot on British soil, only for the whole story to rapidly start unravelling.  This time around, the press were all slavering over the idea that the guys arrested near RAF Fairford might be Iranians Hell-bent on attacking vital defence assets.  After all, Fairford had been used by the USAF to launch bombing missions against Iran, so

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I'm genuinely distressed by the hate and bad vibes being directed at Ed Sheeran, just because he allowed his support act to be kicked off of his tour for expressing pro-Palestinian views.  The poor guy feels that everyone, including friends and family, have abandoned him - he's lost all of his support acts now and ticket sales for his concerts are falling.  Look, it is outrageous that

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As I've noted many times before, sometimes it turns out to be a mistake to revisit some film or TV show that you have fond childhood memories of - more often than not, you find that from an adult perspective, they are actually pretty ropey.  But sometimes, you remember something as actually being pretty crappy and when you finally catch up with it again, decades later, as an adult, it turns

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As for those idiots in that twee little English village - Pissington, or whatever the fuck it is called -  who have unilaterally declared themselves as an 'independent' state that has left the UK - what a bunch of utter tossers.  All because they don't like the idea of a nearby former military base being used to house asylum seekers.  Not actually in their village, you note, but

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Donald Trump undoubtedly is the crazy who just keeps on giving - as his latest lunatic ramblings confirm.  This time he's claiming that the triumphal arch he wants to erect in his own honour in Washington DC will actually be some kind of military defence installation, housing drones, sniper positions and lots of sniper ammunition.  The obvious question, obviously, is just who or what

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Talking of old school tabloids as I was the other day, do you remember how, back in the heady days of the seventies, they used to pull stunts like having one of their reporters black up to 'experience a day in the life of a black person?'  Like there were no actual black reporters they could have sent out on such an assignment.  Or, even better just spoken to real black people about

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Look, I'm not here to be a defender of AI or, more pertinently, a defender of the big AI companies and those who run them, but this latest round of AI doom mongering really is ridiculous.  'We're all doomed!' and 'AI is going to kill us all!' scream the headlines - all based upon the utterances of some former AI developer geek.  No mechanism for how this might happen is given.  No

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It's been an orgy of unintended destruction.  At least, that's the way it feels.  Through a series of accidents, negligence and sheer incompetence on my part, various bits of model railway rolling stock and spares have ended up damaged or destroyed.  It's all happened over a short period of time and has left me feeling deeply depressed.  Not only is it costing me time (in

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Are you having a 'September Reset'?  You might well be, even if you don't know what that particular piece of jargon means.  It's another example of that phenomenon where somebody, either in the media or one of those insufferable online 'influencers', coins a term to describe something that people have been doing forever and pretends that it is a new trend they've invented/discovered.&

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It's the twenty fifth anniversary of 9/11.  Or, if you are one of those crazy conspiracy theorists, the twenty fifth anniversary of either a 'false flag' operation by the US government, or a colossal hoax that fooled the world.  But, assuming that what we all saw on TV that day actually did happen and actually was a terror attack, what does it all mean a quarter of a century on? 

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Yeah, another new loco. I had no intention of buying another one, but this old Triang-Hornby M7 in decent condition turned up on eBay at a price I liked. I've long wanted one, but they often go for silly prices and the only ones I've seen at reasonable prices have either been very tatty examples, or in the wrong (for me) livery, (or both). This one is in BR livery with the later totem on

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You know, there just haven't been any good religious 'miracles' or portents of late.  I mean, not so very long ago it seemed that hardly a day went by without there being reports of weeping statues, or of images of Jesus or assorted saints appearing in the most unlikely of places.  When was the last time you saw a tabloid headline screaming about how some guy had found a dog turd shaped

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It's amazing the number of right-wing arseholes who suddenly seem to legitimise violent protesters because they have a 'legitimate cause'.   Make no mistake, they are very careful in the way they word their statements, opening with a cursory 'condemnation' of violence, but then following it up by effectively saying that they can understand the frustrations that have lead to the use of

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Takeaways aren't something I go in for a lot - largely for health reasons, (they are usually bloody unhealthy) - but occasionally  I indulge myself with something suitably greasy and non-nutritious.  Usually when, like yesterday, I get back home after a long drive, after an active day out, and feel that I can't be arsed to cook anything.  So it was that I found myself at the

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Don't you just love it?  One day we have Nigel Farage whining about how we live in a 'complainant society', where an elected representative can suddenly find themselves under investigation just  because someone has unreasonably complained that you, I don't know, received an undeclared five million quid from some shady crypto bloke, say.  Outrageous.  Then a few days later, we

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El Nino - not somebody that Spurs were trying to sign on deadline day, but actually a weather phenomena.  That said, the number of times the BBC, in particular, have mentioned El Nino of late, you could be forgiven for thinking that they were referring to a footballer who had had great World Cup and was attracting record breaking bids from Premier League clubs.  But, in reality, El Nino

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We’re After Hours again, where the mysterious ‘Night Caller’ is disturbing the sleep of people who didn’t even know he was listening. Who is he? Is he really from ‘Radio Midnight’, the talk station that calls you? Meanwhile, Dagenham’s top citizen journalist investigates strange goings-on at the local supermarket which could lead to the sound of Voodoo drums being heard all across England.

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Being the time of year when I find myself driving around quite a lot, as I try to get the most out of the good weather with trips all over the place, I end up listening to Radio Four in the car more than usual, (I'm too old for Radio One and have been boycotting Radio Two since they sacked Scott Mills).  Which means that I hear all sorts of stuff that might otherwise have passed me by - the

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Back in the day, I used to have a bad habit of just glancing at headlines on newspaper or web stories, misreading them and coming up, in my head, with some elaborate and bizarre story to justify my misreading.  Well, for the first time in years, I did it the other day, when I thought that a headline on an online aggregator read along the lines of 'Musk Plants Threaten Local Community'. 

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Over the past few days I've watched a number of episodes of Kolchak: The Night Stalker.  For a series that only ran for a single truncated season of twenty episodes in the mid-seventies, it has proven remarkably influential.  Indeed, it is pretty much the epitome of a cult TV series, in that it was short-lived, had low ratings on its original network run, remains fairly obscure with

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You know, I hate starting the week with a mega moan.  (Who am I kidding?  I love a bloody good moan).  But my Saturday turned into an online nightmare thanks to Google.  I was just settling down to watch some crappy TV, (a favourite Saturday early evening pastime), with half an eye on checking my emails, when I see an email from Google saying that they've removed a post from

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So, these gloves that can give electric shocks to people touched by their wearers which the Trump regime wants to issue to ICE agents, don't they sound like the sort of thing that you used to see advertised in the back pages of porn magazines?  You'd find them alongside the ads for dodgy masturbation devices like the 'Wanky-Doodle-Dandy', (I kid you not, that was a real product), blow up sex

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