I feel awful. What a surprise. The twat who cried in the jungle is doing another self pitying piece on his DEPRESSION. Jesus, can’t this idiot get a grip? It would seem not. I’m writing because that has helped me in the past and I’m hoping it helps now, that it kickstarts some chain reaction
I’ve been on anti depressants for years. Citalopram worked for a long time. And then it didn’t. I tried a few others and finally, with my Harley Street psych, came up with the winning formula of Mirtazapine and Venlafaxine. The Mirtazpine was ace. It would make me sleep for up to 12 hours at night
I’ve talked about addiction to naughty substances and spicy drinks before, so I’m not going to repeat myself here. Instead, I briefly want to talk about another addiction that is equally as sinister and has a huge impact on my life, and quite possibly yours too. I am totally 100% powerless over my use of
2:07am is NOT the time to be thinking. It is not a thinking time at all. But sadly, it’s the time I get ‘home’ from doing a job I absolutely love, presenting The Late Night Alternative weeknights on talkRADIO. It’s my dream job – a late night phone in show that tries to build bridges
I’ve been thinking about writing this for ages but I didn’t really know how to do it. It’s something I’ve talked about on my radio show a few times and I know it touched a number of you because after almost every live show I’ve done since, at least one soul has come up to
I love hosting The Late Night Alternative weeknights from 10pm on www.talkradio.co.uk It really is my fave slot and the best job I’ve ever had. One of the joys is we allow anyone to call in, whatever their social skills. Ian called up to question why Paul Ross was no longer presenting the breakfast show.
This week we played the Yes/No game for the whole 3 hours of the show. Some callers were great at it. Others weren’t quite so good. Here’s Jack, a 13 year old lad, who was pretty poor. This made me laugh so much. You can listen to The Late Night Alternative weeknights from 10pm on
Andre has been calling me on and off for about 9 years now. He’s a strange old fish. Recently he’s taken to singing along to rather maudlin tunes, my sister thinks he should be the next John Lewis as. Anyway, he recently called and made even less sense than usual. I have no idea what
Last night I gave away movies on my show The Late Night Alternative. You didn’t get anything as crass as a DVD or VHS, you got to own all the rights to the film. Alan Caddick rang in and asked for Grease 2. We decided he should try and get it screened on a proper
For some reason, I am in Marrakesh. I booked this trip last week on a whim. Life was getting to be way too heavy for me, so I did what addicts like to call a ‘geographical’ which basically means running away from all the stuff that was getting me down. The problem being that wherever