Under the circumstances, I suppose it’s nearly mandatory that I start off by saying, “Evening, possums!” I was as disappointed asContinue reading →
Lifting the curtain, just a little
Under New Management.
Well, new management folks! There will be an ‘alternative Ms Raccoon’ for the next couple of months – someone has very kindly volunteered to fill my shoes whilst I concentrate on getting better.Continue reading →
The Final Curtain.
Those of you who know me well, will be aware that I have not been well in recent months.
Thanks to the excellent French medical service, which is second to none, I have undergone a batteryContinue reading →
Google and the Land of the Free.
Somewhere between my greasy gang land garagiste era and before sliding into the ice age of the Lord Chancellor’s Office, I ran a small hotel in Suffolk on the outskirts of a vastContinue reading →
Equality begins in the home.
That shrill group of legal harpies, Harriet Harman, Maria Eagle and Vera Baird, otherwise known as the Government ‘Equalities’ Office, have chosen today to launchContinue reading →
Coming to a Street Near You!
Undeterred by the egg splattered faces of scientists struggling to extricate themselves from a rising crescendo of claims that the whole notion of global warming and climate change is fraudulent, and oblivious toContinue reading →
Last remaining incandescent Rosbif writes…
Down on the Googlemail funny-forum, one patient won’t be taking any more medication
Earlier this year I had a long and at times irritable email correspondence with OliverContinue reading →
Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading.
The Anger of a Quiet Man on the farce that is Catherine Ashton’s new appointment.
Raedwald on the need for a European Army.
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The Not So Triffling Truffle.
The weather is still 20 degrees plus every day, the skies are clear and blue, but we know that Autumn is with us for the woodlands in these parts bristle with signs warning that the age oldContinue reading →
It’s Me Religion, Innit?
Young Mohsin Khan was driving along with this collection of 10″ blades held together with chain under his car seat. He was stopped by Police on his way to a West End nightclub.
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It takes one to know one…
Right, lets take this very, very, slowly.
The gentleman sandwiched in the middle of these two ladies, as he has been for some time, is David Curry MP.
TheContinue reading →
Back to School
I been down since I began to crawl,
If it wasn’t for bad luck
I wouldn’t have no luck at all* (*Music by Booker T Jones, lyrics by Continue reading →
God Speed Ye Legal Gentlemen…
In ending piglet’s troughing ways,
And save us all from Nu-Labour’s power when they had gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort Continue reading →
A Very British Beef…
If we neglect to chew our food
But what is stocked in one big shop
Has caused my lower jaw to drop
So you can see stuck Continue reading →
Listen with Mother.
Are you sitting comfortably boys and girls? Then I’ll begin.
Once upon a time, my husband and I hoped that this year’s speech might contain something about cleaning up this denContinue reading →
Gordon’s Puppet Master.
The Danger of Following The Sun.
The blogging world is essentially diamagnetic to the iron fist of controlling legislation. We scattered like whirling dervishes to our keyboards to denounce Baroness Buscombe’s suggestion that the PCC might encompass theContinue reading →
Trussed Up by Norfolk Tories.
Conservative Central just don’t get it. They pay lip service to the idea that the electorate are up in arms about MPs expenses, they mutter that the electorate are ‘our Masters’, thenContinue reading →
Catching Balls, Twitterati Supremo.
Ed Balls, Secretary of State for Children.
Salary: £142,000 pa
Claimed expenses: £21,429 last year
Outlined above is the official nature of Ed Balls’ jobContinue reading →
Is it ‘cos I’s Black?
Two days ago we had the farce of searching South London for a 25 stone Afro-Caribbean woman based on the sole information being that she had a mole under herContinue reading →
Court of Protection: Masters of Lunacy
The Mail on Sunday holds out the delicious prospect that we may yet see some ‘naked’ civil servants. Whilst I have lambasted them previously for their inaccurate reporting, they have taken another biteContinue reading →
Helping the Police with their Enquiries.
I heard on the radio that a ‘dangerous murderess’ had been taken for a stroll round the local ‘Toys ‘R’ Us’ and decided not to return to the secure mental hospital whence we had thought she was safelyContinue reading →
One of the ‘events’ I missed during my three day sleep in, was the defeat in parliament of the removal of the ‘freedom of expression’ amendment to the Coroners and Justice Bill.
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The future in the Coffee Grounds.
Hissing Brown and the ‘S’ word.
Jamie Janes of the 1st Battalion The Grenadier Guards
Jacqui Janes is the woman we need in Parliament.
Whichever party has the wit to sign her up as ParliamentaryContinue reading →
Let them Eat Whine and Erections for the Whining Clergy.
Fresh from whining during ‘Alcohol Awareness Week’ about the estimated 91,000 deaths that will occur in the next decade due to the over consumption of evil booze, which is apparently an ‘unacceptably high death toll’ amongstContinue reading →
The Difference a Word Makes…
Yesterday we honoured that breed of person known as Soldiers. We can add the word ‘old’ in front, as in ‘Old Soldiers’ and we become particularly deferential. Somehow existing for 50 years in peacetime afterContinue reading →
What to do with a Shrink on the Brink?
Amidst the politically correct carnage which is the American corporate media trying to write something, anything, on the meltdown of politics and religion triggered, quite literally, by Major Hasan Nidal at Fort Hood, without offendingContinue reading →