It's the Feast Day of St George Michael (his birthday). To celebrate, I suggest you listen to his many divine jams, do some mutual aid, and flirt with a stranger. May he continue to guide us all in our endeavours. Ora pro nobis, Sancte Georgi.

George Michael: a very good egg indeed

I'm too Funky this morning

Can't believe I am being forced to work on my high religious holiday. Capitalism must be stopped.

As I’m composing this ‘skeet’ it’s more or less thirty-eight years to the minute that Wham! performed their final song on stage (it was ‘I’m Your Man’) at Wembley Stadium.

I once knew someone who while shopping for confectionery slipped on the floor and landed on a chocolate bar, which unfortunately went right up their hole. It was a careless Wispa.

amen rest in peace sancte georgi

They were performing a tribute to the Saint in Whitley Bay at the weekend.

Time to get saxy up in here.

Well... I guess it would be nice

Holy shit, I was today years old when I found out young George Michael was smoking hot