Getting his own comedy show on BBC1 is quite an achievement for Liverpudlian comedian John Bishop. Shame it ain't funny. At all.

I've watched two of 'John Bishop's Britain' so far, and I'm not impressed.

The format doesn't help. The comic (who in live performance can be funny) strains as he gives a sort of lecture on various aspects of human life - sport and work, for instance.

From Eve's First Disobedience right up to Geri Halliwell showing her drawers beneath a Union Jack micro dress at the 1997 Brits, women have been nothing but trouble down through the ages ...

Mind you, so have men. Look at Alexander the Great - died of banqueting! And a more up-to-date example ... the bunch of over-paid, arrogant LOSERS who made up the England football team at the World Cup ... or those nasty, brutish Dutch players in the final.

The new 'Sex and the City' film. I'd rather stick needles in my eyes than watch it.

Chick flics and chic lit ... I know they're not intended for me, but they amount to one big crock of s***! Intelligent women will doubtless agree with me. I only wish the mainstream media wouldn't be so craven in celebrating such trash.

Been experimenting with my car radio...

No-one will deny the drama of politics in the days that followed the recent General Election.

For a brief while, politics was interesting again; something to get passionate about.

I can't say I'm altogether pleased with the result - and I certainly don't like the idea of those political harlots, the Liberal Democrats, having hands on the reins of power.

It's a bit late to be moaning about young girls being "sexualised" by clothes stores that have been selling padded bras for juniors ...

The whole of women's fashion these days is highly sexualised. Young girls are doing nothing more than buying into the slutty look that the majority of grown women now choose as their own.

Likewise, young female pop singers routinely dress and cavort like sex industry workers - in concerts, in TV appearances and in all their bump-and-grind music videos.

Call me old-fashioned, but I feel the so-called digital communications revolution we're living through isn't worth the paper it's, erm, not printed on.

I think the explosion in web and mobile phone-based communications is causing human relationships to fragment and weaken, and that's encouraging superficial thinking and stupidity.

We've created a world of Far Too Much Communication without considering the consequences. No wonder we feel jaded.

This coming Monday the Bards of New Brighton will celebrate three years of running monthly live poetry nights.

We held our inaugural meeting on the first Monday of March 2007 at the Ginny pub in Rowson street. We were a small group back then, only ten or so people turned up.

These days, there are up to 40 poets at each session, and we now meet each second Monday of the month in the big back room of the Magazine - a fine real ale pub in Magazine Brow, New Brighton CH45 1HP.

I really couldn't care less about the disappointment of the women's curling team at the winter Olympics. Or any of it...
The athletes in Vancouver should just grow up!
The Olympic "movement" is thoroughly dodgy to start with - a toxic combination of physical vanity, drug abuse, marketing bulls**t, bureaucracy and nationalism.

There are rules and procedures for everything these days - but I have very little time for them.

Sainsbury's supermarket in Chester tried to batter me down with their rules and regulations the other day, but I fought on, stood my corner - and won!

The problem was I had been very distracted at one of their check-outs, and so I'd forgotten to accept back from the cashier my bank card. I got the cashback, the goods and the receipt, but forgot to grab my card.

NO-ONE should be surprised at the dismal failure of public transport on Merseyside - as confirmed by the most recent figures.

Merseyrail trains might run on time, more or less, but that is only because they travel at such low speeds and the services are infrequent.

I've checked in the old timetables, and trains were faster and more frequent between Liverpool and New Brighton 100 YEARS AGO than they are now!