33/33/3 out of 3. ALL of the 3s. #popmaster

'Hell of tubby yo' is a phrase which should be introduced into everyone's daily lexicon. #achewood

'Dancing On The Ceiling' by Lionel Richie is the aural equivalent of having stale rabbit tods forced down your throat like you're Robert Morley in Theatre Of Blood. And (judging by Meredith Merridew's reactions) at least those poodles tasted good.

'...Birmingham. We've won - BIRMINGHAM.' 'ORROIGHT?'

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Pulchritude can be displayed by women of all nationalities and ages. Today's eye-popping example is that magnificent British cougar, Toni Kessering - Pulchritude (almost) Unrivalled!

Okay, can anyone please list these seven wars that Trump claims that he's stopped and/or won? Because I can't even come up with one.

'These-CAN'T-be-my-underpants-Kryten-they-BEND!!!'

How long till the Crap Tango Man tries to blame unemployment on the little pixies, d'you reckon?

There was a time when 'Paracetamol causes autism!' would have rightly been the sort of crap that you have to cruise the forums of the most gullible and suggestible that you can find. Now the POTUS declares it in public with every air of credence. What the FUCK has happened to the World?

Few things in the known Multiverse are more intrinsically naff than rhyming adverts. Especially when the bastards can't even get the meter right.

39/36/3 out of 3. George Michael has always had the reputation of a kind and lovely guy, but I never could stick his (or Wham!'s) music . In fact, I always think that 'Careless Whisper' was a Wham! song. Ah well. #popmaster

Billy Joel sings with good-humoured superiority about a woman 'living in a whitebread world' oh the irony billy boy

Oh, and 'Is This The Way To Amarillo' always was, still is, and ever will be SHITE.

HeyKidsRocknRoll on Etsy has some truly fabbo stuff - I love these dioramas of Delia Derbyshire, Wendy Carlos, Daphne Oram and Suzanne Ciani! @auntiecandy.bsky.social

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Even in the harsh light of the New Technological Dawn, there will always be Pulchritude. And today's dose is admirably provided by American-Italian ecdysiast and model, Busty Brianna!

The internet has definitely lost some good sites over the past 20 or so years. I really miss The Princey Foundation. And the one where that aristocrat character with severe horse-phobia created a repellent called FUCK OFF HORSES. The World Wide Web is definitely the poorer for their passing.

On the other hand, 'Maneater' by Hall & Oates remains an absolute banger, and not just because it would be the perfect end credits song for a Scarlet Ryder adventure.

Every so often, I watch this again, and it never fails to amuse me. 'I bet he wakes up screaming that every morning.' www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dbi1...

30/39/2 out of 3. #popmaster

'Sweet Caroline' by Neil Diamond is a big pile of shite.

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Pulchritude from the back? Whyever not? Cutting a truly pulchritudinous figure today, it's Britain's very own siren, Linsey Dawn Mckenzie!

'Alright, but verbatim regurgitation's against my principles.' 'I'm asking you to test me on it, not throw up on it...'

All this and pudding too.

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Greetings, Pulchritude aficionados! As a certain something for the weekend, today's exemplar of Pulchritude is the positively Amazonian Dana Gillespie!

Sevateem, and more than a savage... (la la Leela, Leela, Leela)

YOUTUBER PHRASES THAT I KNOW AND LOVE 'Na nick, na nick, na nurp BLEEEEUUUCH' 'Hail Hagan!' - 'Hail me...' 'My well-bad nob-ache'

Nasty supposedly sings "I buried Stig" on "I Am The Waitress." In fact, he sings, "E burres stigano," which is very bad Spanish for "Have you a water buffalo?"

Little Georgina Riley. A role model for us all (art by the great Evan Dorkin).

Eartha and a garden gnome. Because EVERYTHING's better with Gnomes.

How have I never heard of Eartha before? I think that I've just fallen in love with a cartoon character.

Have just been reminded how thoroughly shite both 'Mysterious Girl' by Peter Andre (can blue men sing the whites? - no, and reggae neither) and 'Breakfast At Tiffany's' by Deep Blue Something are. Vapid, irksome crap.

Well, this has just gone straight on to my 'must-buy' list. Roll on April 2026!

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE This Friday's exemplar of Pulchritude is a fine one with whom to round out the working week: pictured here in 1972 is the ever-lovely Madeline Smith!

COMING THIS AUTUMN... Direct from the pages of SPARKY comic... The United Kingdom's Greatest Superhero In Their First Big-Screen Adventure... I-SPY: THE MOTION PICTURE!

'...so apparently, the twin Princesses Rhyme and Reason are needed to unite the realm, and Milo is informed by the brothers King Azaz the Unabridged and the Mathemagician that one may be surprised how many things are possible if one is not told that they are impossible. Anyway, where was one?...'

Dybbuk, schmybbuk! - I said, 'More ham!'

33, 30, and 1 out of 3. Not too terrible, I suppose. #popmaster

Four people arrested for a peaceful and inventive protest. Gawd, what freedom we have. www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8V4...

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Today's dose of Pulchritude comes courtesy of a true icon who celebrated her 74th birthday yesterday. All hail Cassandra Peterson and her eternal alter ego, Elvira!

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Bringing the Pulchritude today in no uncertain manner - we have Britain's very lovely Zoe Lee/Pauline Hickey and her spectacular decolletage!

Word.

Okay, we never saw the General in the original cartoons...but this is how he looked in the comic strip in the British publication Countdown. Can we take this as canon?

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Straining her blouse buttons in spetacular manner, today's Exemplar of Pulchritude is that mature super-cougar, Pandora Peaks!

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Nostalgic Pulchritude today, as the 1960s Carnabethan look proves extremely suited to that Japanese super-succubus, Hitomi Tanaka!

THE DAILY PULCHRITUDE Today's magnificent example of feminine Pulchritude is that siren of the late 1980s, the voluptuous Natalie Banus!

ODE TO A (LAURENCE) FOX Wee sleekit cowardly shite-face jobbie, Greetin' is thine fav'rite hobby! Awa' an chase yer whinin' erse, Wi' feckless prattle.

Greatest Hits just chopped an entire verse out of Pulp's Disco 2000 ( the one that starts with the line 'You were the first girl in school to get breasts'). They've been perfectly happy to play it before. Very strange.

A very odd, decidedly Cosmic Horror-laced Thunderbirds strip (art by the great Ron Turner) that spooked me badly as a young 'un...

With thanks to @auntiecandy.bsky.social for the reminder... 'Can you hear me? Or do I surmise That you fear me? Can you feel my temper rise, rise, rise, rise...'

Saw a busy bee, diddle-diddle-dee Daddy's an accountant just like me.