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You call it “Marriage” but I call it “Slasher Horror Killfest”

I’ve been watching horror films ever since I was a kid. I used to love mindless slasher flicks. You know the ones. A beautiful group of late-teens embark on an adventure of fun and frivolity. They laugh, they cry, they screw, before … Continue reading

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What makes me British? What gave me my sense of humour? What made me, me? The answer is the pub, the British pub. There is no better time, for a man, than that magical couple of hours at the start … Continue reading

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