Steve

Steve

Coronation Street star Bill Roache has claimed to have slept with 1,000 women.

“Round objects” (eg b*ll*cks).  I don’t believe that for a second.

The 79-year-old actor, who plays Ken Barlow in the soap, admitted: ‘I didn’t have any control over my sex drive.’

He may not have exercised any control, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have (even if it was true).

On screen Mr Roache, who is the only original cast member, has had four wives and 28 flings since the programme began in 1960.  But off screen, as well as two wives, he has had countless flings and affairs and admitted that he regularly cheated on his first wife.  Some of his lovers have referred to him in bed by his character’s name, Ken, and he was nicknamed C*** Roache by some of his castmates because of his insatiable appetite.

Appetite as in “who ate all the pies” is more likely, I’m not suggesting he’s fat but just that it’s more likely

He said that the women he has slept with include co-star Pat Phoenix, who played Elsie Tanner, with whom he had a one-night stand.  The pair got together after he went around to her flat for some drinks, but they fell out after a row during filming.  Pat, who died in 1986, didn’t talk to him for years afterwards.

How convenient for him that she’s dead and can’t confirm his “story” for him.  It’s also highly disrespectful to name one of your sexual “conquests” (in my opinion), and worse still if she didn’t sleep with him then this is even more disrespectful still.

‘It was just a one-off,’ Mr Roache revealed.  ’It was just something that happened one night when we were together. We weren’t right for each other. She invited me round to her flat and we had a few drinks, then one thing led to another.  ’At that time, she had a reputation, and she felt we should meet, as it were. It just happened.’  But Mr Roache, who was speaking on Piers Morgan’s Life Stories, said his womanizing left him feeling empty and depressed.

What is it with the male ego that men feel the need to brag about their sex lives?  Personally I think the whole thing is utter nonsense, I don’t believe for one second this man has slept with 1000 women, unless they were all prostitutes and he paid them all ….  I don’t care how good looking/successful/rich a man is, 1000 women in a lifetime is pure “fantasy”.  What do you think?

Steve

PS I haven’t slept with 1000 women, and I would never name the ones I had slept with in a public “forum”.

A monster breakfast which weighs the same as a small child and could potentially kill diners is attracting criticism from angry health campaigners. The Kidz Breakfast at Jesters Diner in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk, includes 12 rashers of bacon, 12 sausages and six eggs and weighs on average 9lb – 1lb 5oz more than the average newborn baby.

You see what the Daily Mail has done here?  It’s called the “Kidz Breakfast”, so the Daily Mail picks up on this and tries to create a “link” in your mind from their discourse to impute this is a disgraceful amount of food for a child, just enough to “drag you in”.

Health experts are demanding its removal from the menu and are warning someone with a heart condition could die if they eat it, with each helping amounting to at least 6,000 calories, up to three days’ food intake for an average person.

If I go into Tesco (not that I would unless I was dying of starvation) and buy 20 sandwiches and eat the lot in an hour would the health experts demand these were removed from the shop?  Of course they wouldn’t, not only that but they should, let’s face it, mind their own damn business.

WHAT GOES IN TO THE KIDZ BREAKFAST:

• 12 rashers of bacon
• 12 sausages
• Six eggs
• Four black pudding slices
• Four slices of bread and butter
• Four slices of toast
• Four slices of fried bread
• Two hash browns
• Eight-egg cheese and potato omelette
• Saute potatoes
• Mushrooms
• Beans
• Tomatoes

That sure is a lot of food, there’s no way I could eat it all, and I don’t know anyone who could either.  With that in mind it’s not 6000 calories is it?  It’s only 6000 if you eat ALL of it.  Has anyone ever eat the lot?  It seems unlikely in my opinion.

Greasy spoon owner Martin Smith said the gigantic breakfast, which comes on a 2.5 sq ft plate, is ‘just a bit of fun’, with the menu inviting diners to tuck in and ‘leave a stone heavier’. Customers are also offered the £15 mammoth meal for free if they can devour the fry-up in less than an hour without help but no one has managed the stomach bursting feat.

In an hour?  I doubt that’s possible.

Ellie Hambling, from HeartCare Cardiac Support Group, said: ‘It would absolutely ruin your heart. It’s a no-goer I’m afraid.’  Prof David Haslam, from the National Obesity Forum, warned it ‘is possible’ someone could die after eating the meal in a single sitting, but added it was ‘very unlikely’.

Yeah and I could walk outside and get hit by a meteor; again it’s “very unlikely”.  Life is full of risks, you can’t make the world a safe place for everybody, you can only make it somewhat safer.  At the end of the day it’s down to that ol’ demon “personal responsibility.”

He said eating the breakfast was ‘dangerous’ and ‘profoundly wrong’ and could lead to diabetes, heart disease and a stroke.

I can think of someone else it could lead to ….

Prof Haslam added the diner should take responsibility by ‘taking it off the market’.

Professor Haslam should act responsibly and stop trying to “coerce” the populace into healthy eating.  Be it wrong or not to eat this breakfast he should still mind his own business.

The breakfast has not yet been assessed by Guinness World Records, but according to records would take the title of the largest commercially available English breakfast.  The current holder, as of 1 December 2009, could be bought at Mario’s Cafe Bar in Westhoughton, Bolton, weighing an average of 6lb 7oz.

Mr Smith said: “We kept getting hassled that our Fat Boy Breakfast wasn’t big enough so we decided that we’d go one stage further and take it to the ultimate.”  He added: “Obviously this is not something that should be attempted lightly. We don’t particularly recommend it. It’s just a bit of fun really.”  The diner owner has refused to take his big breakfast off the menu but has agreed to help raise money for the HeartCare charity.

Good for you Martin Smith, tell them to “go boil your heads”, it’s nobody’s business but yours and your customers.

Steve

PS some free promotion for Jester’s Diner, please take a look at their website by clicking on the logo below:

Well I think is a neat idea, it’s a nice little touch and it makes the whole process of a getting a car more pleasant.  But, the woman on the end of the phone was such an obnoxious jobsworth git insisting on asking inane questions and repeating them twice and so on and so on ….  So I hung up on the cow, hoping that if I rung back the experience would be better.  It was better, but not much.

Anyway, to top it all they won’t give you the free insurance without giving you a quote for your year’s insurance as well, grrr.  I just wanted my “free” insurance, I don’t want an f’in quote, sod off.  Took me nearly an hour on the phone to go through all this bullshit.

Well Peugeot did a good job, I’m pleased with the sales team, but as for the Peugeot Car Insurance people:

SCREW YOU.

Steve

Tesco is this week set to announce its worst Christmas performance for decades. The supermarket giant, which accounts for £1 in every £7 spent in the shops, is expected to say sales over the past six weeks worsened despite the launch of a major price-cutting initiative less than four months ago. Broker JP Morgan Cazenove has forecast a 1.5 per cent drop in sales from the chain’s British stores that have been open for at least a year. That marks a sharp deterioration compared with the Christmas period a year ago.

Tesco’s share of food spending fell to 28.9 per cent in the 12 weeks to December 24, down from 29.3 per cent in the same period a year ago, said market researcher Nielsen. Meanwhile, Asda increased its market share from 16.7 per cent to 17.1 per cent, while Sainsbury’s and Morrisons maintained theirs.

Oh dear, what a shame, too bad, never mind. Nothing lasts forever, every empire has its downfall ….

Steve

I started with a “Boat of King Prawns in chilli and coriander” and Jean had the Pear, Date and Walnut salad.  The prawns were nice but 4 prawns does not a “boat” make.  There was also, somewhat oddly, no bread provided so I couldn’t “mop up” the chilli and coriander butter, so whilst tasting nice I found the starter disappointing.  The salad was apparently ok, in a Stilton dressing, however, there seemed to be something aniseed added to the dressing which is not mentioned on the dressing, Jean liked it but it would put some people off, it’s not everybody’s taste after all.

We both had steaks for the main course, myself a Tournedo Rossini and Jean a “fragrant fillet steak”.  The Rossini was a nice steak but the sauce was somewhat overpowering and highly reduced (same with Jean’s steak) and the chicken liver pate part of the rossini wasn’t the best; there was also an odd selection of shredded vegetables on the top.

We didn’t have a pudding as we didn’t feel the need.

This wasn’t a desperately bad meal, the food was reasonably pleasant.  However, we have here yet another chef who can’t cook steaks to the customer’s requirements, and doesn’t know the difference between medium and medium rare.  The food also wasn’t worth the price, in my opinion.  2 starters, 2 mains 1 large glass of wine and a large Pepsi is waaay too expensive at £71.  Guess I should read the menu more carefully before going in ….

So overall I find it hard to recommend unless money is of no object to you.

Steve

It was the nauseating moment Debbie Garlick realised the man she planned to marry, the father of her baby daughter, was a cold and calculating murderer. Sitting in the overheated visitors’ room at Rye Hill Prison in Warwickshire, Debbie tentatively posed the one question she hadn’t dare ask in the four years since meeting him. She looked across the table at her fiance Adrian Prout and, heart palpitating, said: ‘If you have done something to her we need to know, so that her family can give her a proper burial.’

“Realised”? Or should that be “assumed” or even “decided”?

Despite his constant denials and no body ever being found, Prout was serving a life sentence for the murder of his wife Kate. Debbie dreaded the answer because, until that moment, she’d had total faith in the man she had grown to love and had campaigned ferociously to have released.  Prout, a 49-year-old businessman, stared at her coolly and answered quietly: ‘She’s had one.’  In that short, callous statement, just two months ago, Debbie’s hopes and dreams for the future came crashing down around her.  ‘My stomach turned over,’ she says. ‘I felt hot and started shaking uncontrollably. I realised then that everything we had been building together was a lie, along with every word he had ever told me.’

Strange thing for him to say, considering the “constant denials”.  Maybe he didn’t kill her but believes she was killed by someone else and buried (otherwise she would have been found sooner)?

Debbie, 41, went straight to the police and within eight days they had discovered Kate’s body in a shallow grave where the calculating Prout had buried the attractive retired school teacher under the cover of darkness.  For four years, Prout had never changed his sob story. He claimed that Kate had stormed out of the marital home on Bonfire Night in 2007 to ‘wind him up’ after a series of rows and just disappeared. A jury, however, found him guilty of murder in 2010, after the prosecution read out damning passages from her diary.

Debbie, who met Prout a month after Kate’s disappearance, stubbornly refused to believe he was responsible for such a heinous crime, insisting he was the victim of a miscarriage of justice. But suddenly, the horrific truth was there and she had to face it.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not “sticking up” for this guy, but “horrific truth”?  Lie detector results are not “truth”, they are inadmissible as evidence for a reason ….  Eg they are not infallible (or even close to it).  They are at best a “guideline”.

‘At first, I could not believe this person I had fallen in love with had killed and buried someone. He looked – was – so normal; so believable. Yet it was as if, in the blink of an eye, he became a different person. I looked at him and thought, “You disgust me.” ’  Prout began his chilling confession there and then. He told Debbie there had been an argument and in a fit of rage he had strangled his wife. He then went to the local pub, had several drinks and went back to their 276-acre farm in Redmarley, a village outside Gloucester, and buried her.  Today, Debbie still finds it hard to express the feelings that swamped her when Prout confessed – her emotions were ‘all over the place’.

Again why would he suddenly confess when he had been making constant denials?  Something doesn’t ring right here.  There’s a lot to this story we’re not hearing I reckon.

Steve

Steve

Sold-out toys are already changing hands on eBay at hugely inflated prices as Christmas approaches. But children’s pester power can’t be blamed for the latest internet frenzy – Heston Blumenthal’s orange-filled Christmas puddings. Touts are stripping shelves of stock to cash in on the popularity of the experimental chef’s dessert and reselling it online for more than 15 times its retail price.

Nothing new there, high demand items have been changing hands for high prices at Christmas for years.  I remember the days of selling Xbox 360s and Nintendo Wiis for around the £500 mark.  Simple economics, supply and demand again.  If you’re prepared to pay those prices then that’s your prerogative.  If someone wants to sell at those prices then yet again that’s their prerogative.

The opportunists swooped to buy in bulk as soon as the £13.99 puddings went on sale in Waitrose and online through Ocado in September. They are now being sold for as much as £250 on eBay.

I’d do the same if I had a Waitrose near me with any stock.  But on another note £250 for a Christmas pudding?  In my opinion you need your head looking at if you’re prepared to pay that for one ….

One seller told a store in East London his daughter’s wedding would be ruined if they didn’t allow him to buy 50 – almost its entire supply. He is now charging £99.99 for the puddings online. Steve Evans, 55, from Chelmsford, Essex, said: ‘The staff had been told not to sell them in bulk but I told them I needed them for my daughter’s wedding.’ And a couple who are selling 25 on eBay for £199.99 each said they planned to use the profits to pay for their wedding in April. Yesterday the highest ‘buy-now’ price for a 1.2kg pudding on the auction site was £250.

Well that’s one way of funding your wedding.  I funded my wedding in a rather “inventive” way myself, nothing illegal but certainly a bit “iffy”.

A Waitrose spokesman said another 75,000 have been ordered to re-stock stores. ‘We’ve done everything we can to make them available but they fly off the shelf as they’re a very popular product,’ she said. They are likely to go fast, however – and some touts are even paying for tip-offs about where extra puddings have gone on sale.

Hmm where is my nearest Waitrose?

The Daily Mail is “obsessed” with the idea of “touts”.  Anything they can pick up on which smells of “touts” and they will.  But like I said in my earlier post about exhibition tickets, once you’ve bought a product it should be yours to do what you like with because it’s YOURS.  Ok some exceptions like medicines and alcohol etc but this is just a damn Christmas pudding.  I still firmly believe that when you purchase something it becomes your property and you are free to sell your property, end of story, simple as that. So if I had 500 of these Christmas puddings then choose to sell them at £150 each then that is my prerogative.

If you don’t like “touts” then don’t buy from them, and if enough people don’t buy from them the “problem” will just fade away.

Thus ends supply and demand 102.

Steve

PS the Daily Mail is “full of it”, sure there’s some on eBay for £200 but most on there are a lot cheaper. Just because somebody lists a Christmas pudding on eBay for £200 doesn’t mean it’ll sell does it?