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The English National Opera (ENO) is to relocate outside London, following the Arts Council decision to cut its grant to ‘less than zero’. The expectation was that ENO would move ‘Oop North’ to help deliver the levelling up agenda. The government clearly felt that a bit more singing would secure all those blue wall votes. Although the government did appear to have overlooked the existing opera company called Opera North.


The ENO has made little progress on finding a new home in The North. A move to Enfield was ruled out as being not far north enough. A spokesman said that they were told that a move to Enfield wasn't far enough north. A deal with an operator in Scunthorpe for a purpose-built Opera & Kebab venue (provisionally called Prima Doner) had fallen through. Plans to re-home the ENO on the former Doncaster greyhound track also collapsed and ideas about a drive-thru opera house in Wigan suffered a similar fate. A spokesman said that opera is phenomenally expensive to do properly – customers expect spectacle, loud music and extravagant costumes to compensate for all the screechy singing, which is unintelligible as it’s all in foreign.


A spokesman for the ENO said that the relocation away from London is essentially political. In view of that, the ENO is now considering moving to Rwanda. The advantages of this are access to large new audiences, including many relocating from Britain (both voluntarily and involuntary), good weather for outdoor performances, very low costs and alignment with the government’s policy that Rwanda is safe, secure, tolerant and much better than Scunthorpe.


The ENO is singing the praises of Rwanda. It believes that the move will allow a dramatic and exciting re-imagination of its cultural, societal and business models in a very blue-sky, envelope-pushing and outside-the-box kind of a way. “This will put all those complaints about the mints in the Coliseum changing rooms into perspective,’ sniggered a spokesperson.


In order to deliver maximum embarrassment to the government, the ENO plans an outreach programme to train asylum seekers to sing opera. And there are plans for a new TV shows provisionally called Rwanda’s Got Talent, I’m an Opera Singer, Get Me Out Of Here, Police Camera Opera, and My 600 Pound Opera Singer. The spokesperson said, ‘If the government won’t change it’s tune on funding, then no matter. We have lots of options. It ain’t over until the traditionally built person sings.’


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Aries: This month the wind will change while you’re doing your sex face, and you’ll stick like it. Fortunately, you’ll be alone when it happens. You can’t go out looking like that, you’ll scare old ladies. Stay at home, and wait for Tomasz Schafernaker to issue a hurricane warning.


Taurus: The person who loves you more than life itself, who would die or kill for you, will be by your side every day, all day. Honestly, stalkers nowadays just laugh at restraining orders.


Gemini: As Venus enters your sign on all fours, a chance encounter with a handsome stranger leads to romance. This will be followed by a trip to the chemist the next day to buy the morning after pill, an appointment at the clap clinic a few weeks later, and a lecture from the STI nurse who will call you a daft tw@t for not using the willy wellies she gave you last time.


Cancer: You will run into an old friend this month. Sadly, you’ll be driving a car and he’ll be crossing the road when it happens. Euggh!


Leo: Due to an Electoral Roll cock-up, a beloved pet will be called up for jury service, and through a sequence of ludicrous events will end up being elected Foreman. This may result in friction when they return to the family home and expect a greater say in the decisions affecting the house. However, you will be spared this upheaval if your pet is a goldfish as they will have forgotten all about this on the taxi journey home from the court. Your significant colour this month will be Unassuming Beige #21 on the Pantone scale.


Virgo: Your dream of becoming a successful travel writer comes true this month, when your review of a bed and breakfast in Shitterton gets 2 likes on TripAdvisor.


Libra: Nope, I’ve got nothing for you this month. Don't let that bother you. Well, not too much anyway. Mind you, the last person I said that to didn't get his affairs in order, and look where he is now! There's always the chance you might be okay, possibly, but I wouldn't hold your breath. Oh, that's what happened to the last guy. Oops!


Scorpio: The planets have an important message for you; ‘You matter. Don’t give up!’ No, sorry – I read that wrong. It actually says, ‘You don’t matter. Give up!’.


Sagittarius: A little bird tells me that you believe horoscopes are not real, and it's all made up. After your head becomes jammed between two awkwardly parked Volkswagen Beetles on Church Road at 11:34 next Thursday morning, your faith in astrology will be restored like never before.


Capricorn: Don’t worry, it happens to everyone. Just not as often.


Aquarius: As Saturn enters your house of employment, you will feel slighted when someone in a position of authority fails to recognise the value of your input at work. Consider these words from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, ‘The work is its own reward.’ Conan Doyle did NOT say, ‘If your boss annoys you, p!ss in his desk drawer.’ Expect a call from the HR department soon.


Pisces: Thank you for visiting the Newsbiscuit horoscopes page. Your visit is important to us. An astrologer will deliver your horoscope shortly. Thank you for waiting. You are next in the queue…



Contributions from and hat tips to:


sydalg – Taurus

lockjaw – Cancer

FlashArry – Leo

Sinnick – Libra

SteveB – Sagittarius.


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A man with a van says he got more than he bargained for when doing a recent Billericay house clearance. Dave Collins claims he was magically transported to a fantasy land where he lived as King for two decades.


We caught up with Dave and his business partner Steve.


'There was this big wardrobe in a bedroom. So I opens the door, like, and next thing I'm standing in a snowy wood along with some little geezer a bit like a horse who tells me his world's going down the shitter and needs my help,' Mr Collins says.


He insists twenty years then passed during which he joined forces with a godlike talking lion named Alan to fight an evil Ice Queen, ending up leading an army of magical creatures in a fierce battle against her forces of evil.


'We offed the Ice Queen, I was crowned King, married this well-fit princess bird and was living happily ever after until one day I wandered into a room in my palace and the wardrobe was there. I touched the door and was suddenly back in Billericay.


'Steve says I'm talking bollocks because he'd only just shot down the chippy for five minutes to get us a couple of pies for lunch. So how could all that time have passed? But it's true. Honest.'


Sipping a coffee Steve comments: 'I know Dave swears this really did happen, but as I told him at the time. Maybe lay off the wacky backy when we're at work, mate?'

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