Occasional tedious ramblings from a feminist, atheist, autistic academic and historic narrow boater who likes cats, beer, tea, and solitude, and is strangely fascinated by the cinema organ.
Gosh, I'd quite forgotten about Private Eye. Of course, I see it in the newsagents, but I've not read it in years. I suppose someone must. Time was when I read nothing else. Then I moved on to Viz. Then I moved on to blogs. And thence to iPhone for reading them. And now a blog reminds me of my ok'd Reading - bloody iPhone - old reading habits.