The next Post Of The Week will be announced on Sunday evening. Please note that nominations for next week cannot be accepted until then.

1. Don’t Call Me Joe’s Training

“Come on Alice, you’re annoying the whole train now.”

No, madam, you are annoying me. If I was going to be dragged into this I wanted to tell Alice that it’s ok to be angry sometimes, that with a bit of practice she can get her reaction times up, but who really cares about cards anyway?

2. Paul. Because ‘Paul’ is a nice name’s The girl in the chickenwire cage

Her face was held in this position by a perfect ‘C’-shaped wreath of fat. A crease began at one temple, circled just under her chin like a soldiers helmet band and ended at the other temple. From that her chins went down the front of her in perfectly graduated masses, widening each time until they completely encircled her at the equator.

3. The QC Report’s In Difference

A few years ago, I was lazing around in my hospital bed, enjoying the fruits of the narco-pharmacology industry when a nurse came in wheeling a cart. On the cart was the eight hour-old reason I was being given all the painkillers private healthcare can buy.

4. rockpool in the kitchen’s The Cure(d): Robert Smith for ever …

But then quite suddenly, everyone disappeared - the group of fans, the Cure, the watchful functionaries, the security guards, everyone; everyone but Robert Smith that is, who was sloping towards us (yes, ’sloping’ once again will do it) hair on end, lipstick smudged, a beer can in one hand, and in the other a very tatty copy of the first paperback edition of Charlotte Sometimes.

5. Scary Duck’s On Misadventure

In the half-light, and with the bedside cabinet of a hypochondriac, you are engaging in one thing and one thing only: Pecker Roulette.

And, sadly, I have lost.

6. Spiral Skies’ Handy Hint of the Day

When applying for a job you really fancy, do not, under any circumstances, write the covering letter for said position after manic blog-writing. It will only end in tears. Oh dear.