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The real reason we are so upset about this scandal is not that Lord Sewel is a politician - I mean,what do we expect? - but that he is getting on in years. In your sixties it's undignified, right? He should have done all that bad stuff in his youth.
So Lord Swell, if you're reading this, please contact me for a free copy of my book, which will explain how to behave at your fine old age. It's not all boring - you can select a new hobby, go to the pub with your pals, and perhaps even buy a sports car at last.
The Manopause Manual was published this week.
Posted by P K Munroe at 09:51
17 Jun 2015
What is the Manopause?
A new humour book reveals what happens to men when they reach their fifties. It’s not all about being grumpy and dreaming of sports cars – no, that’s only about 60% of it.
‘The Manopause Manual’ takes us into the minds of married men having a midlife moment, who are in danger of thinking too much. The book encourages them to stop with the deep thoughts and get scheming for new ways to enjoy this stage of life:
· Convincing our wives we need a new hobby
· And a lad’s holiday
· And a beard, and possibly a sports car
Humour author PK Munroe (‘The Thursday Night Letters’, ‘You Can Stick It’) explores suitable hobbies, and explains in detail why a shed is now the new sports car. He warns his fellow-men about modern obsessions with health, exercise, food, sport, and philosophy: a brisk examination reveals the latest thinking on all of them to be riddled with contradictions, and best ignored in favour of taking it easy. And he pours scorn on the way that the male talent for identifying important social problems is labelled ‘being grumpy’.
The Manopause Manual is a useful guide to male eccentricity for women, too. Find out what he is he really thinking when casting sidelong glances at motorbikes and electric guitars, and discover why he needs hobbies and regular meet-ups with his pals. The poor chap isn’t made for thinking – he needs to be out there doing, just like his ancestors who went off hunting for days on end (or so they claimed).
PK Munroe’s new release joins his recent books How Not to be a Tourist in London and 50 Ways to Get Amazon to Pay More Tax as an essential slim volume for the loo bookshelf.
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Posted by P K Munroe at 11:12
3 Jun 2015
23 May 2015
Lively, excitable. “He’s a bit barking, isn’t he?”
Dresses on the left
A polite way to describe someone who holds left-wing political views.
Euphemism for sexual congress. As in ‘Do you fancy a flutter?’
A particularly confusing one – this is the ubiquitous name for a traditional fried breakfast, but more recently it has acquired a double meaning, as a euphemism for sexual congress. So use it with care at the breakfast table!
How’s your father
Polite enquiry about one’s relatives.
A powerful and moving experience, such as hearing a Shakespeare soliloquy read by a great actor, or a beautiful aria sung at the opera.
Leave it out
Please do not include it. For example, when offered salt or pepper at a restaurant.
Father. As in ‘My old chap’s not been looking too good recently.’
Also known as a ‘Saturday night special’, the all-too familiar pile of vomit on the pavement.
Taken from 'How Not to be a Tourist in London'
Posted by P K Munroe at 18:07
4 Mar 2015
The Plague Pits
'The terrible outbreak of bubonic plague that swept through England in 1425 did not spare the capital's citizens. The scenes of death and suffering are hard to imagine, but a few vestiges remain. Dotted around London are various ‘plague pits’ where those who died from the plague were hastily buried en masse. Thousands of bodies were interred in these burial sites, to be covered over, filled in, and gradually forgotten.
The bubonic plague bacillus, however, is a living organism that can survive for several centuries in a dormant state. Very occasionally, fresh building work will uncover a medieval plague pit - at which point the medical authorities immediately take control of the site, putting the workmen through a rigorous quarantine. Thankfully bubonic plague can now be treated with drugs, but the dangers of it rapidly spreading through London’s population, aided by the tube and bus network, are all too apparent.
Most of these rediscovered plague pits are pronounced safe by the authorities, but a few where the live bacillus was detected have been sealed off with concrete and covered over again. There is one just behind Holborn station, another opposite the London Eye fairground, and a third (probably the best known) at the North end of Leicester Square.
A ‘safe’ plague pit can be seen up on Hampstead Heath, alongside the bathing ponds. It is quite small and takes some finding, since it is not signposted, but locals should be able to direct you. A visit to see ‘the pit’ makes for an interesting detour if you are visiting the Heath.'
Extract from my book 'How Not to Be a Tourist in London'
Posted by P K Munroe at 20:50
16 Feb 2015
for you to read on the broken-down bus, or while strolling down Oxford Street. Here at last is the honest-guv truth about why cabbies don't like tipping, what those little studs in the pavement are for, where to catch a Thames salmon, and which local delicacies to order 'off menu' at your favourite London restaurant. Packed full of such vital material, here is a book to get your touristic imagination working overtime.
Have a look on Amazon UK and USA.
Posted by P K Munroe at 23:25
1 Dec 2014
23 Sep 2014
1. Surely world governments can agree on this trivial thing
2. Helps young people to focus on finding a solution to climate problems rather than worrying about whether their t-shirt makes the grade with their peer group / gang
3. A constant visible reminder to everyone
4. Very easy to enforce.
Posted by P K Munroe at 20:00