Is an hour too long to wait in an emergency? Can passion survive the wait?

In an age when the Pizzeria guarantees your appetite will be sated within ten minutes of your call, I wonder at

You really, really, need to go HERE to read this image in all it’s glory.

A quite brilliant effort from The Poke reducing the Daily Wail’s secret editorial formula to a map of the moral underground.

This is a piece

My sister-in-law once famously arrived here for a week’s holiday with six packs of Waitrose prunes in her luggage.

She has never lived it down – this part of the Dordogne is bang in the centre

Buddy Christ – from the film ‘Dogma’.

I am a great fan of “Dogma”.  The film, that is, which itself is based on a witty and potentially irreverent view of

… he’s a very naughty boy!

I see the progressive wing of British society is up in arms because our new Prime Minister has dared to utter heretical words. In Parliament, he

Subrosa has highlighted the decision of a small group of managers in the Rochdale shopping centre to install what are delicately known as the ‘Nile Pan’, or alternatively, the hole in the ground toilet, for

I remember the lesson very well. As young potential officers, we had been told to assemble by the statute at 8.00 am sharp. We duly assembled on time, sitting around the base

Our Hero, the hard man, being ‘well’ hard.

Admittedly the media in general are having a hard time. The Grauniad’s traditional source of income, all those lovely public

I would not claim  that every inhabitant of Weegie land is incapable of stringing together a sentence that doesn’t contain words of a sexual nature, words moreover, that imply a violent sexual threat, nor that they cannot converse without

It is fatal for me to read the comments on this blog late at night – they are always superb and well thought out, so much effort goes into them; we shall ignore the churlish few. Every time I