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This week in Mash History: Isambard Kingdom Brunel invents hip hop nomenclature, 1836

ISAMBARD Kingdom Brunel is widely regarded as the father of modern engineering, and the owner of a sick name that goes unnecessarily hard.

Your astrological week ahead for August 30th, with Psychic Bob

Lurpak is so expensive it’ll soon be turning up in hip hop videos.

The Archbishop of Canterbury on... how can things 'get a lot worse'? Cannibalism?

WAKING up with a particularly intense hangover I realise I have grown a second head, this being the only way my constitution could cope with the cerebral strain of my imbibing.

A white home counties roadman and him's crew flex swag at da seaside retail park

WAGWAN? Man is da most gassed hever, bruv. Mandem crew went to da seaside, an’ ‘ad da worst day hever which turned into da best day hever.

Heartbroken man greatly cheered by brutal piss-taking from mates

A MAN despondent about losing his girlfriend has felt his sour mood lift after merciless piss-taking from his mates.

Your astrological week ahead for August 24th, with Psychic Bob

Today is purple bin day. Remember to put all your hopes, dreams and aspirations inside.

The Archbishop of Canterbury on... King Charles banknotes. These are fake, right?

WAKING up on a cobbled street, my head feeling like the ecosystem of the planet Mercury, it becomes clear I have somehow been transported back in time to somewhere between 1987 and 1992.

At home with Pep Guardiola and his 700 guinea pigs

Hola. Pep here. Man City manager. Roll neck aficionado. One of the few examples your wife is thinking of when she sees your receding hairline and unconvincingly says ‘bald men can be sexy too’. 

A confused millennial tries to… keep his personal life entirely to himself

AS someone who grew up with every recorded fact and invented fact a quick Google away, I believe in the freedom of information. Anything less is gatekeeping, which is evil.

Your astrological week ahead for August 17th, with Psychic Bob

As they hover behind you, holding your jacket ready for you to slip your arms into, you admit to yourself you should never have befriended those crows.