The words above are attributed to Arnold Amaury, a Cistercian Monk as he sanctioned the massacre of anywhere up to 20,000 largely innocent men, women and children in the provincial French town of Béziers on 22ndContinue reading →
I’m a huge fan of the silliness which can easily find it’s way into over-literal analysis from a feminist viewpoint.
This is what “Joanna Allan”, the blogger at Your Daughters Will Be Next, Continue reading →
You know where you are when Miss Piggy minces onto your plate encased in her own duodenum; but when the Blonde Mangalitsa arrives in a burger that you have been assured by the ‘highly respected’ BBC is 29%Continue reading →
Apologies, but it’s Our Vera yet again.
It used to be that Council chiefs sat round a table with the police authority and decided together how much local residents couldContinue reading →
In clinical psychology, a phobia is defined as an unreasonable, exaggerated fear of an object or situation, causing anxiety and distress. Typically, phobias are distinguished from genuine fears by their irrationality: think of your great-aunt Molly, who usedContinue reading →
1. Which famous manuscript crucial to Britain’s democracy and values was signed at Runnymede?
a. Magna Carta
b. Wind in the Willows
c. “Hello” Magazine
2. Which ancient National Treasure is now kept under armed guard in the TowerContinue reading →
Nietzsche, the German philosopher, said that marriage was ‘the will that moves two to create the one which is more than those who created it’.
Throughout history, human beings have ignored the cold words of theContinue reading →
Theresa May is due to announce this week that in future, you can become a Superintendent or Inspector in the Police Farce without any prior experience of policing. It’s called Direct Entry, possibly from the hallowed grounds of Kidderminster University’s Media Studies Department.
Continue reading →
In the dim recesses of my memory, quite possibly falsely, I seem to recollect watching an interview with the late and great actor Sir Laurence Olivier in which he made certain observations about playing the roleContinue reading →
This is a section from Continue reading →
Two fine young women, photographed in time-honoured fashion with the ubiquitous smiling policeman outside the home of the British Prime Minister. It is a scene impossible today; the days when disagreeing with the prevailing politics meant writingContinue reading →
It’s a tough life for the posh poor. That’s not the posh who are poor, that’s the poor who are posh. They have a taxpayer out hard at work providing their daily bread for them, and an EU migrantContinue reading →
So he has finally found the venue where he is prepared to have a camera pointed at him. The curtains behind the lectern at the Dutch venue was too far to travel when he was busy; the curtains behind his deskContinue reading →
Being a cautious soul, when I bought my new iMac, I double checked with the Apple store in Paris to ensure that all my software and hardware would continue to operate with my new computer. Looked upContinue reading →
When it comes to getting screwed by our present Prime Minister we have to be patient.
No Gordon Brown style wham-bam-thank-you Ma’am.
First he graciously teased us with a ‘I might tell some Dutch academics on Friday’,
Then it was a ‘Hang on a minute, Algeria’sContinue reading →
And as the snow lies crisp and even…what will you be doing today?
One of the few pleasures of Olde Englande that I genuinely miss and am unable to replicate in any form here in the Dordogne – even BakedContinue reading →
Quite some years ago, a friend recommended that I should read Lance Armstrong’s autobiography, “It’s Not About The Bike.”
For many, including me at the time, it was an inspiring book. It chronicled Armstrong’s childhood,Continue reading →
I am suffering from a monumental bout of cis-titus, I have been reading extensively on the subject for 24 hours – and found myself in a world of such venom, such rancor, such toxic spleen, that I am truly shocked.
Let meContinue reading →
T’is true that there is nothing new in the world – we have been down this path of retrospectively denouncing celebrities, judging them by modern mores, before.
‘Falcon’ came from a privileged background – but scarcely led a privileged life. His Father had inherited aContinue reading →
Argggh! The Foodie’s Night Mare…the Galloping Gourmet Burger!
The doe-eyed equine substitue-husband that the righteous have no objection to having boiled up to glue their dinning chair together has turned up on their dinner plate.
They are aghast! KnackeredContinue reading →
This post is an archive of all Dr Eoin Clarke’s multifarious apologies for defamation, with some commentary.
I have posted them here, just in case Dr Eoin ClarkeContinue reading →
So, at last, the end is nigh. I have reached the end of my Odyssey through the merciless killer that was the Black Death. A killer, and, if I am correct, one which was both moreContinue reading →
Cry havoc! and let slip the dogs of war,
that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.
I have been pondering this matter for days now, sinceContinue reading →
My, but the Police are unhappy this morning. Bawling their eyes out in fact.
The Assistant Commissioner, Simon Byrne, has described Detectives as ‘Constables in T-shirts and jeans’ thereby upsetting everyone. The detectives are upset at the insinuation that they are no better than your ‘ornery, ploddingContinue reading →
We maintain a healthy interest in the Life and Times of Vera Baird, known as the ‘Towering Inferno’ (apparently she explodes when insufficiently respected).
Our Vera is now perambulating – presumably at significantly Continue reading →
I try, I really do try, to get worked up over whether Stuart Hall kissed a 13 year old on the lips 20 years ago. Perhaps it did ruin her entire life. Maybe she was so traumatisedContinue reading →