Pot Pourri

Picture the scene. You’ve raised little Jamie and Chloe from helpless infants to excitable teenagers. You’ve bought a house in the right catchment area. You’ve hung onto your job somehow and paid the mortgage. You’ve tracked down just the right Victorian pine kitchen table to stand in the middle of your dream kitchen extension. The […]

July 18, 2016

Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading.

Jamie Palmer on Hashtags and Virtue Signalling in the wake of Nice. £10,000 damages awarded against an on-line troll for falsely labelling a Tory politician a paedophile. Or the cost of replying “He received a prompt reply from an administrator…”F**k off LOL,” to the complainant? I did Pokémon Politics, now Richard Bartholomew does Pokémon Religion. What next? […]

July 16, 2016

The Morality Police.

What is a Police Force to do with falling crime figures? Not enough murder and property theft to go round the employees? Start shedding unionised employees? Accept lower pay? Eat more doughnuts? Learn to live with the fate of the Liverpool dockers? Or turn their hands to new or forgotten crimes to keep the figures […]

July 15, 2016

Freudian Scenarios.

Freud’s grandson, David, is an interesting man. Let us see if he can survive in his present job long enough for me to write this article. Stay where you are for half an hour David, for pity’s sake! For the best part of 60 years, he was just plain David Freud, a jobbing hack. You probably […]

July 14, 2016

Pokémon Politics.

It’s the latest craze. It’s an augmented reality game that uses your phone’s camera and GPS. How do you play? By doing a lot of walking in Central London! Pokémon is centered on 650 fictional figures known as ‘Pokémontitions’ which voters catch and train to battle each other for the position of ‘Leader’. Voters, known as […]

July 13, 2016

Hidden in Plain Sight?

Yesterday, it was confirmed that Adam Johnson was to remain the poster child for those such as the NSPCC that wish us to believe that the gravest danger likely to to befall a child was coming into contact with a ‘celebrity’. His sentence of six years, and enforced ‘treatment’ for ‘hypersexual disorder’ or being an […]

July 12, 2016

Non, je ne regrette rien…

Long ago, a woman called Rosie Swale-Pope wrote a book which became famous briefly in the 70s. I, along with every other woman of my generation read it eagerly. Rosie had sailed around the world with her husband, given birth to her son on board – it was the epitome of the opportunities available to […]

July 11, 2016

Parish Notice.

How about some good news for a change? Ms Raccoon won’t be resigning any time soon. My last scan was a success. Correction, my last scan was a flippin’ disaster – but the result was a success! I have no ‘new’ tumours, and the ‘unlucky 13’ I do have are still working away, but very […]

July 8, 2016

The ‘armless 77th Brigade.

I do wonder if the Iraq war had all gone swimmingly and we were awash with cheap oil and grateful Iraqis, whether there would be quite so much airtime afforded to the grieving relatives of the 179 military deaths. Wasted deaths to be sure – but any more wasted than those of the many others […]

July 7, 2016

The Birth and Death of the Laburnum Party.

Watching Labour tear its own heart out is reminiscent of watching squatters tip a grand mansion into decay. The damp slowly creeps up the walls; the rafters collapse under the weight of slate and moss, the elderly retainers are carted off to insalubrious care homes, and eventually only the Momentum squatters stand guard to hold hostage […]

July 6, 2016