Week 392: gut booster mega mix

Wednesday 23 September 2026

• After mentioning hacksaws and hairdryers last week, I finally noticed a tiny concealed screw on the thing I was trying to remove, and all I had to do was unscrew it. It certainly wasn’t glued, so I’m glad I didn’t waste time blow-drying some handlebars in vain.

• A fellow used social engineering to register as a bus operating company on the government website, track his motor car under the guise of an “employee shuttle”, and draw shapes in the sea using pretend buses. Cool. I first became suspicious upon noticing that the data was of a higher quality than most real transport companies’.

• The world-class stock checker on the website told me Lowestoft was the only Marks & Spencer in East Anglia with 35+ Gut Booster Mega Mix in stock.

  • I wonder if the world-classness is a sliver lining of the cyber-attack last year being an opportunity their computer systems substantially better?

  So I went to Lowestoft, and so it was.

  • Alas, the kittiwakes had left.
  • I think I saw, I shit you not, a small shrine to Charlie Kirk in a corner of a shopping area?

  Too early to tell if the gut booster mega mix has made my poos world-class.

• Henry Paker’s Pencil Case (h). I was exhausted and tempted to stay at home, but it seems that “Dr Theatre” applies to going to the theatre as well as performing.

• Stewart Lee vs the Man-Wulf (my second trip to Lowestoft of the week)/

• Sam Campbell’s Kid Giblet (Birmingham).

• 🎦 Oasis: Don’t Look Back in Anger. Many tears flowed out – maybe that was partly exhaustion again.

• I’ve memories of finding Birmingham New Street quite horrible, but these days it’s pretty good – the mechanical bull has a lot to do with that. It’s certainly nicer than the unsheltered patch of uneven pavement one catches the FlixBus from.