Discontent Provider

Episode 89: Turns Out It Really IS All About Football - Sort Of.

As the chaps twiddle their respective thumbs and paw-pads in the sun-drenched seclusion of their Happy Place - rather at a loss as how they might best tackle the recent seismic-but-probably-not-very-seismic changes in the UK, a remarkable thought occurs - and one from an even more remarkable source. Over to you, Brian...

Episode 88: The Party's Over

The Happy Place is (a bit) Happier than usual this week as Arkham and Foxy see in the formation of a new Government. Needless to say, it's not all larks and untrammeled merriment - and there's still plenty to grouch about. For all that however, it may still be that chaps' most Upbeat Episode Ever - and you'll certainly never see a ventriloquist in the same light again.

Episode 87: Squinting Through the Introspectoscope

After a brief absence - (relatively brief, anyway - in geologic terms) the chaps are back in the Happy Place. As the Nation gears up for the Election, Foxy and Arkham consider crises of conscience, unintended consequences, and the evanescence of a cornstarch coating. Also, exciting noises are made about LIVE election coverage. Doubtless Jeremy Vine is already shitting himself at the prospect...NB: Jeremy Vine is NOT shitting himself - that was a figure of speech at which even the most litigious presenter really shouldn't cavil.

Episode 86: I Don't Know Much, But I Know What I've "Liked"

A certain pre-election ennui has caused Foxy and Arkham to retreat to the pastoral splendour of their Happy Place with more alacrity than usual this week. Fortunately, the splendid isolation did both of the chaps the world of good, and provided time and space enough to ponder as to why the Twitters, they are a-changing - as well as realising that things could always be worse...

Episode 85: Warmed-over Warmongers

Even in the Happiest of Happy Places, the odd speck of ague and/or ennui can somehow insinuate themselves from time to time - hence the shocking lateness of this episode. This week sees Foxy and Arkham appalled - but not all THAT appalled - by the Prime Minister's French Leave, but decide that there are worse things about war-related ceremonies. 

Episode 84: Come Rayner Come Whine (Including an unprecedented apology)

Something of a chivalrous interlude in the lives of Foxy and Arkham this week as the chaps ransack the cupboards for tin trays, pots and pans, and a suitably massive colander in order to ride (well, ramble) to the defence of a lady whose temerity in not knowing her place has incurred the wrath of a bunch of cunts. They're about the most inept and bumbling Knight Errants imaginable - but they do close with a song. Even the Arthurian lads couldn't manage that.

Episode 83: Much Ado About Snuffing

This week, as the never-knowingly United Kingdom goes into premature meltdown over the General Election being called, the chaps in the Happy Place have their minds focussed upon matters that are - to all too many - FAR more pressing than which Centre-Right fuckstump will be giving Larry The Cat his dinner for the foreseeable future. They're talking Life and Death, cats and kittens - and the answer's far less enigmatic than 42...

Episode 82: One Step At A Time. Well; Six Tiny Steps, Anyway - But To WHERE?

Though neither Foxy nor Arkham are what you'd call "shoppers" as such, the idea of browsing some carefully-curated political "retail items" held a dreadful fascination for them this week - so they marched up to Labour's counter, called "Shop!" and let Young Mr Starmer show them his wares... 

Episode 81: Scenes From The Gender Struggle In The Woods

This week finds the grizzled Culture War veterans Sgts Foxy and "Mad Dog" Arkham parachuting into yet another dismal and more than usually grisly (It's a pun - well spotted) campaign. Just when they thought they could sit the damned thing out in relative peace, too. War is hell, cats and kittens - but unlike this rubbish, Hell only lasts for Eternity...

Episode 80b: Don't Let the Door Hit You where the Black and White Dog Should have Bit You

As the chaps wind up their dispassionate and forensic analysis of the 2024 Local Elections, a certain melancholy seems to have set in. Does it matter? What will the outcome be in the long-term? We've all enjoyed a malicious chortle - of that there is no doubt - and all the signs point to more to come; yet Foxy finds himself wondering if that's enough. Of course; he's always like that - and could he but speak, the World's Greatest Lurcher would remind him that that is why nobody ever invites the miserable bastard anywhere. Even so...