Remember the days, not so long ago, when to suggest that there existed such a thing as a ‘false sexual allegation’ saw you under siege on Twitter for days on end? It was a ‘vile’ suggestion
Herr Griesbach is in the news today – as an asylum seeker. Fully equipped, as any proper asylum seeker should be, with three accompanying dependant women, and four children…
Colour me confused. I was under the impression that any suggestion of AIDS being ‘the gay plague’ was the ultimate example of homophobia? Didn’t David Cameron and Nick Clegg both demand that the ‘horrific slur’ that
The indefatigable Sean O’ Neill Times £ has elicited the information that New Zealander Dame Lowell Goddard, hired to investigate British failure to investigate sexual abuse in British institutions, has so far this year spent
As night-time falls, the marsh becomes the province of the ‘will-o’-the-wisp’, that mysterious blueish light that dances hither and thither, occasionally picking up the slow beat of the barn owl’s wings, more usually skitting across the
Ms Raccoon has once more ventured down into the lagomorphan labyrinth and returned with a fresh specimen for your amusement in this, the silly season. This one has long floppy ears an’ everyfing.
Not since Sam Tân stood in a whoopsie, which admittedly was only yesterday M’lud, a microscopic time in outrage land; has there been such a scramble to censor a so far unseen episode of ‘baby sitting for busy
Whips in parliament operate by controlling information that individual MPs would not want to escape. The Catholic priest enjoyed a measure of control over his community by virtue of what he knew. Blackmailers work on the
When Roy Whiting snatched – and then murdered – eight-year-old Sarah Payne, feelings were running high in the entire country; empathy for the ‘living nightmare every parent dreads’ was enormous. Sarah’s mother, Sara, was
The Messrs. Oliver, Llewellyn, and Lockwood are sitting at home in the stultifying heat, holding their breath, waiting to see if they can add the burden of an ermine cloak to the trials of
The suppurating boil on the face of journalism, oozing vituperative stories, usually with a left-wing sting in the tail, that has been the internet agency Exaro, has, if one can believe a word that Mark Watts,
Yesterday, the long running saga of ‘delusional, obsessional, irrational and odd’ individuals who have littered the internet with requests for funds to help them bring to justice a supposed band of Satanic baby eaters and paedophiles
This is a well-meaning face. It belongs to Colette Yapp-Davis. She is, I am sure, a well meaning person attached to the Goddard Inquiry. I am equally sure her previous career as a Renewables Obligation Officer
Picture the scene. You’ve raised little Jamie and Chloe from helpless infants to excitable teenagers. You’ve bought a house in the right catchment area. You’ve hung onto your job somehow and paid the mortgage. You’ve tracked
Freud’s grandson, David, is an interesting man. Let us see if he can survive in his present job long enough for me to write this article. Stay where you are for half an hour David, for pity’s
Yesterday, it was confirmed that Adam Johnson was to remain the poster child for those such as the NSPCC that wish us to believe that the gravest danger likely to to befall a child was coming
Long ago, a woman called Rosie Swale-Pope wrote a book which became famous briefly in the 70s. I, along with every other woman of my generation read it eagerly. Rosie had sailed around the world with her husband,
I do wonder if the Iraq war had all gone swimmingly and we were awash with cheap oil and grateful Iraqis, whether there would be quite so much airtime afforded to the grieving relatives of the
And with a flick of my wrist, I have just dumped the third post I have tried to write this morning. I can type fast, but not fast enough to keep up with the resignations amongst
Lord Lexden, who used to be Alistair Cooke, a fine author and researcher before acquiring his ermine robes, rose to speak in the House of Lords on Friday.
