Kill Me Now, It’s The Turner Prize Again
Check out the BBC website to see this year’s Turner Prize Hopefuls.
I was also shortlisted in error, when I left a hoover, some pans and an old set of nested tables out in the front yard for the council to collect – and a fox shat on them.
And why is it that so many journos and commentators will still insist on saying things like “controversial works” when it’s abundantly clear the words they’re actually looking for are “a load of old toss”.
I wanted to upload a picture to go with this post, but merely looking at the choices almost gave me a full-on bloody Anger-Stroke, so you can do without.