‘Sunday Bloody Sunday really encapsulates the frustration of a Sunday. You wake up in the morning, you’ve got to read all the Sunday papers, the kids are running round, you’ve got to mow
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Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading and the 25-Hour News.
Rejoice! The End of the Witch-hunt is Nigh!
In the caldron boil and bake;
Matron’s stories told defy the truth,
Gropes remember’d from their youth,
Liz Dux’ ego, and Meirion’s sting,—
For
Continue reading →Memory Tricks.
I can remember events that date back to being three years old – but they are ‘fixed images’ rather than a ‘video’ rendition of events. I have a clear image of my Father, bent over an
Continue reading →Rotherham bothers 'em?
Across the land, fingers are flying over moderation panels on a thousand websites – deleting any mention of Rotherham and Pakistanis in the same comment. There is more cant and hypocrisy around today than I have seen for
Continue reading →Notting Hill Carnage.
It must be August Bank Holiday – London’s most affluent neighbourhood has been forced to board up its windows, board out the cat and the dog, send the children off to Rock in Cornwall – whose residents have
Continue reading →Gap-year journalism bringing you gap-year jihadism.
The lexicon of corporate life has affected the dead tree press in ways more subtle than the arrest of 63 journalists for offences uncovered by the investigation of the so-called ‘hacking’ investigation, or
Continue reading →Unholy War?
This was the headline in an article in The Times – rather appropriate, I thought, in the light of the present pleasantries being visited on the Middle East by the nascent Islamic State.
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Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading and the 25-Hour News.
Islam and the Sword.
There was a prescient piece in the Sunday Times this week by Tom Holland, historian and author of, amongst other books, ‘In the Shadow of the Sword’, which charts the origins of Islam.
In
Continue reading →Christianity, Feminism and Operation Yewtree.
I’m not a religious man by any means. Not in the sense of organised religion, or worship of a named ‘Higher Entity’. I don’t define myself by religion, by politics or race – people are/were generally able to
Continue reading →Educating Auntie.
I have in front of me a copy of the Radio Times, dated 31 August-6 September 1974 – yes, almost exactly forty years ago. The front cover is a mock-up of a police photo-fit image featuring the
Continue reading →Man Bites Dog.
It is possibly unfair to infer that Kathy Hook is a dog – bitch might have been better. ‘Man bites Bitch’ – doesn’t have quite the same ring to it.
She was voted ‘Unsung Hero’ by BBC Sports
Continue reading →The Child Abuse Band-waggon Slips Over the Cliff….
The slur-mongers – I refuse to dignify them with the term ‘moral entrepreneurs’ – who base their business model on peddling tit-bits of salacious gossip to the post-Leveson media are coming under increased scrutiny today following the universal disquiet
Continue reading →Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading and the 25-Hour News.
Cliff Hanging.
The Internet mob have claimed another scalp. A woman who chose to run a brothel told a man involved in money laundering that one of her customers used to sign into the brothel as ‘Cliff Richard’. Naturally coming from
Continue reading →British Values.
What are these ‘British values’ that Nicky Morgan thinks should be instilled in toddlers in an ‘age appropriate’ manner?
We have a varied assortment to consider today. “Challenging negative attitudes and stereotypes.”
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Robin Williams v J J Murphy.
I don’t habitually read the obituaries. Too reminiscent of past visits to my ex-mother in law in Liverpool, when the current score of Liverpudlians who had pegged it since
Continue reading →No Pockets in a Shroud.
Shrouds used to have pockets, you know. It was quite the done thing in Pagan times, to take all your wordily possessions with you, to enhance your life in the hereafter.
In Normandy, northern
Continue reading →The Youdathought bird is back…
The Guardianistas are on holiday. Only their corpus – their spiritual souls are still swarming across Twitter expressing outrage. A moment’s pause in motion brings the fingertips skating across their touch screen. “Oh do look Jeremy, Martha has posted
Continue reading →My Aim is True.
In March this year I was being served at my local Sainsbury’s and was reluctantly drawn into conversation by the woman behind the counter; she revealed she lived on the same street I used to live on
Continue reading →Saturday Evening Posts Worth Reading and the 25-Hour News.
The Students responsible for this video have already won an award – deservedly so. Best viewed full screen – and it just gets better and better.
An old story
Continue reading →The Cancer at the heart of the NHS.
‘Save Our NHS’ screech the placards! Who exactly is that ‘Our’ referring to?
‘Our’ as in ‘Our’ union ridden, hidebound, monolithic organisation that can keep endless middle managers in work writing reports, attending conferences, following the
Continue reading →Tin Foil Hattery.
“With their money, they took control of the world media, news agencies, the press, publishing houses, broadcasting stations, and others. With their money they stirred revolutions in various parts of the world with the purpose of achieving their
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And the Winner of the 'Gammy' Award is…
It was only a matter of time before a helpful neighbour dobbed in the couple who have outraged the Western world
Continue reading →Whenever I hear the Sparrow Chirping…
During the week, I might have as many as 50 ‘tabs’ open on the computer; articles that have generated a germ of an idea, research for an article I might be writing. They just pile up on me. Sometimes
Continue reading →The curse of Ebola and thank God for Fags…
Ebola is coming whooo! Sky news is beside itself with excitement – a new nightmare on Sky1; Cameron is holding Cobra meetings to see if Britain is ready for this new challenge, the World Health organisation is warning
Continue reading →Lest we forget
100 years ago today Britain entered a war in which Europe slaughtered its young men on an industrial scale. Two of the men who fought and thankfully survived were my grandfathers. My paternal grandfather fought with
Continue reading →The Former Gopher Loafers, Moral Relativism, and Thai Take-aways.
Kate Moss went to Glastonbury in a pair of wellies once; wellies hit centre stage as a fashion accessory and now you can buy spotted wellies, striped wellies, flowery wellies, every sort of wellie you care to mention,
Continue reading →An update about the Cat With No Name.
Very regular readers might just recall I have occasionally written about “my” cat – the Cat With No Name.
To reprise, he came into my life when I found my present sanctuary, damn near
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