Welcome to Planet Kingsley, a small planet that
originated somewhere in the vicinity of Shrewsbury. It's somewhat small, unheard
of and rather bizarre.
Kingsley's Log: Tartdate 2010.12.07A friend of mine is tweeting my outbursts
Nathan, on the other hand, was a man aroused by staring at pink triangles.
A friend of mine has just launched her own design business Zingiberi Design
Kingsley\'s Log: Tartdate 2007.10.23
Today, I have managed to produce some unfeasably large bellybutton fluff
Kingsley's Log: Tartdate 2006.12.03 - The Demise of The Botty Flannel
2006.12.03 23:07:45 - The comfort of my wife is directly proportional to the amount of duvet that she commands
2006.12.03 23:07:49 - My personal comfort is inversly proportional to the amount of duvet that my wife commands
Kingsley's Log: Tartdate 2006.04.02 - The Demise of The Botty Flannel
After years of gallant service, it's finally time to say goodbye to this faithful
friend. It was just getting too tricky to stop my finger poking through any more.
Find out how Chief Smokedajoint has
totally lost it
The incredible shrinking cat
Visit the slightly hairy world of the
courtesy of my good
(8 out of 10 owners said their dogs preferred it).
Follow the even hairier travels of
(who has a dastardly plan).
Learn all about those annoying little
brown floaty bits
that you get in cups of tea.
The Plight of Boris
Boris needed a drill bit the width of a pencil lead. He couldn't find one small enough so he found a bigger pencil instead.
The Other Plight of Boris
Boris liked bananas but he didn't have any. He was, however, making smells in honour of Captain Beaky.
Brian got very worried when he stumbled across a particularly psychotic pile of
as he wondered aimlessly through a small wood one pleasant Sunday afternoon. However, he need not have worried - it was asleep.
Don't miss the links at the very bottom ...
The workmen died of starvation ...
13 August 2003