Another day and another half dozen ‘truly awful, dreadful’ examples of the savage abuse Savile allegedly inflicted on vulnerable children in Children’s Homes. Henshaw’s School for the Blind – the media version.
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Another day and another half dozen ‘truly awful, dreadful’ examples of the savage abuse Savile allegedly inflicted on vulnerable children in Children’s Homes. Henshaw’s School for the Blind – the media version.
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And we’re off and running again, searching for that elusive item, a genuine example of ‘truly awful, dreadful child abuse’ as reported to Operation Yewtree, amongst the additional 20 children’s homes:
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There was a regular commentator on this blog who used to delight in taking me to task for my ‘privileged’ background, usually in disparaging tones. His assumption was one he was forced to eat for breakfast when I penned
Continue reading →Watching ‘Wolf Hall’ this week, I was reminded of how Thomas Cromwell settled a few old scores when inventing evidence to condemn the luckless Anne Boleyn to a date with the executioner. He trawled through a list
Continue reading →I could, I suppose, have written a diatribe about the inhuman piece of excrement that is “Jihadi John” or whatever his real name is, and also the deluded, ghastly and fanatical apologists for murder that is
Continue reading →Over here, over fed, and probably over sexed. These bastards and bitches have been flooding in through the port of Dover via Calais, with barely a cursory intervention by the authorities.
Continue reading →Whilst the Stoke Mandeville report on Jimmy Savile’s association with that hospital grabbed all the headlines, and the predictable hand wringing – ‘if only we had had mandatory reporting we could have sued all these people for not
Continue reading →How do you get a revolution in the UK? The Sex Pistols thought Anarchy might work but that got them no further than Joseph Conrad had long ago predicted.
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Those souls who take the Bible to bed with them, have long pondered the conundrum of where precisely did Cain’s wife appear from? Logically (and who else but I would even dare to put logic and the Bible
Continue reading →Confess! Confess! Confess! Hell, the Spanish Inquisition would have a far easier time of it today; back in the fifteenth century, they had to torture in order to grind out confessions; these days, people are queuing up
Continue reading →Whilst enjoying watching the occasional Europa Champions League match on TV of late it has not escaped my attention that the competition is sponsored by Gazprom, the Russian gas production company with a majority stake held
Continue reading →Kevin Harrington appears to have spent most of his working life immersed in alphabet soup. He is the author of Serious Case Reviews ranging from Child ‘A’ in London, through Child ‘C’ in Portsmouth, inexorably
Continue reading →Richard Ingrams once described Peter Cook as a conservative anarchist. The one-time editor of ‘Private Eye’ also regarded himself as such; it’s a canny label that expertly summarises the curious contradiction inherent within those sons of the
Continue reading →Our beloved landlady suggested this additional feature, which should get a few of you going. What was your life like 25 years ago? Believe it or not, that’s
Continue reading →Mayfair – a cosseted corner of England preserved in Edwardian amber, national exposure to which is guaranteed to bring out the worst inverted snobbery and chip-on-the-shoulder socialism of anyone from a working-class background. Who cares about these
Continue reading →Peter Oborne is not someone whose every word I either hang onto or agree with; but every now and again the recently resigned Chief Political Commentator of the Daily Telegraph, associate-editor of The Spectator, and occasional TV presenter makes a
Continue reading →In ‘All You Need is Cash’, Eric Idle’s 1978 spoof documentary on his spoof Beatles, The Rutles, there’s a scene in which Idle as an inept interviewer grills a veteran bluesman called Ruttling Orange Peel; Mr Peel claims
Continue reading →Hard to imagine such a scenario as you rest your flabby western butt on a comfy sofa and tear your hair out because you can’t find the latest must-see series as recommended by The Guardian on Netflix,
Continue reading →Ms Raccoon has been off scurrying down another rabbit hole. It proved to be a rich seam of material. We may be some time digging into this one folks…
It started when the morning newspapers brought word
Continue reading →Dresden. 70 years ago 13 square miles of the city lay in smouldering ruins. Something like 25,000 people lay dead. Many died from lack of oxygen as the fire storm swept through the city; others were
Continue reading →Well, we have now had four episodes of ‘Wolf Hall’ and I read that audiences have been dropping faster than Anne Boleyn’s knickers. I have been glued to my recliner of late (not been too well
Continue reading →In the year of the 800th anniversary of the Magna Carta, the wheels of Justice appear to be not so much turning slowly as spinning uncontrollably in reverse.
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In the past few weeks, a proposal has been aired by several prominent public figures to ‘begin a discussion about pardoning all the men, alive or deceased, who like Alan Turing were convicted under the UK’s Gross
Continue reading →Zirndorf is a seemingly nondescript German village on the outskirts of Nuremberg; in the foreboding shadow of a city that owes its location on the map of European history to grandiose public pronouncements of Aryan supremacy, Zirndorf is probably
Continue reading →It may sometimes seem like we are living through an age of finger-pointing paranoia unprecedented since the Taliban-esque era of the post-Civil War Puritans; but we have been here more recently, and a couple of centuries closer
Continue reading →The GCA recognises that Mr Tesco has used his power and celebrity to groom many vulnerable and innocent vegetables into inappropriate shelf appearances. This can result in long lasting yellowing and wrinkling leaving victims unable to offer
Continue reading →A little girl kisses a melancholy man – the kind of sugary, sentimental image so beloved of the Victorian bourgeoisie and a variation on a theme that clings to the coat-tails of the twenty-first century as a nauseating mainstay
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