Showing posts with label Alan Titchmarsh Is On Fire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alan Titchmarsh Is On Fire. Show all posts

Vogue Condone This?

I was just randomly browsing a high-end women's magazine, as you do, when I happened upon the most troubling advertisement I have ever seen. There in the classifieds among the ads for psychics and fat removal and so on was this...


Good God! Does Vogue Magazine even check these things? Do they condone this clinic, and even recommend their services!? Needless to say, I was alarmed indeed. Look closely and be morally outraged:


Perhaps in the big money world of high fashion, there's so much advertising revenue sloshing around they don't bother to track who it comes from. Shame on you, Alexandra Shulman!

 Ladies - I implore you, do not call that number!

(February 2011, Spring Reptilian Fashion Overlords Special)

A celebrity fan!

Just recently a pretty ordinary trip to B&Q became unexpectedly exciting!

There I was heading into the gardening section for some grass seed, when I realised that the usual point of sale promotional stuff was not so usual at all...


That's right! None other than Alan Fucking Titchmarsh likes my comics, and aggressively so at that! Britain's green-fingered guru of the garden, going off-topic on his B&Q promotional platform to support indie and underground comics - well, I was blown away and completely flattered. Though I don't know if I can really claim any credit for this...


Who knew we had so much in common?

Metal Forever Forever Metal, Alan Titchmarsh.