Innocent until Proven Dead; and the secrets you will never know.

In this age of Internet trial, the dead are truly Damned. The slurping sound you can hear on the cyber waves is the sound of a thousand career conspiracy theorists licking their lips at the thought of the new culpa scandal they can brew. Leon Brittan is dead. Long live the Leon Brittan scandal. He is […]

January 26, 2015

Marbles or No Marbles?

A quick perusal of the Sunday Times this morning has sent Ms Raccoon’s brains scrambling off in hot pursuit of another weird saga in her chequered past. Basil Wainwright! I struggled to even retrieve the name, mercifully buried beneath layers of happier memories. Back in early 1980, before I had escaped the relative peace of […]

March 16, 2014

Starve the BBC and Other Savile Initiatives.

A while ago, someone drew my attention to a Tweet from @fleetstreetfox regarding Lord Rennard. I was quite shocked at the time, for Susan Boniface has said that the reason she took up the ‘anonymous identity ‘ of fleetstreetfox was to allow her to write of things that might have caused a problem in her day job as Mirror journalist. […]

March 12, 2013

The British Broadcasting Corporation – a Monument to Paedophilia.

In 1932, the British Broadcasting Corporation, pride of the British people, commissioned the architect Lieutenant Colonel G. Val Myer, to design a building as their corporate headquarters which would embody the spirit of the organisation as they pushed their version of British values across the airwaves to a world still coloured pink on the map of ‘the Empire’. The building […]

November 16, 2012