There is no part of a millionaire’s anatomy quite as delicate as his ego.
Lord Ashcroft’s ego was severely dented when David Cameron failed to give him a prestigious job in
Continue reading →Spamalot & The Sunday Obituary
Members of staff at the Raccoon Arms are not solely engaged in serving the customers, pulling pints, changing barrels, preventing patrons from buying too many packets of peanuts merely to see if the model on the board
Continue reading →The Hunt for Red September
Being a starving artist in a garret and all that, social outings aren’t so abundant; but I do make a point of venturing out to my local parade of shops each morning and if there’s one thing
Continue reading →Grace and Fervour
September 1955, exactly sixty years ago – a momentous month for popular culture that drew a line in the sand, signalling the division between the old world and the new; in the case of the latter, it
Continue reading →*Exclusive* – Mandatory Reporting and Meirion Jones.
Meirion Jones has long been an advocate of ‘Mandatory Reporting’ – a system of criminal sanctions for those who have care of children but have failed to report allegations of abuse made to them regarding those children. He
Continue reading →The Open Doors of Perception
On Saturday morning I listened with great interest to the announcements of the results of the Labour leadership contest. I raised an eyebrow at the announcement of Mr.
Continue reading →Munchausen’s Tea Party.
The poisonous legacy of Leveson drags on. The main stream media has turned into ‘penny dreadful’ country in its efforts to prove that it should be allowed to print anything and everything (well,
Continue reading →Fat Bottomed Girls and Boozy Memories.
Academics never fail to amaze me with their innovative methods of acquiring grants to study yet another obscure subject. I well remember writing a post on the obscene size of the grant obtained by some American academics
Continue reading →A Kiss is just a Kiss…
Trading masticatory juices with someone who may have just consumed something on the menu that you wouldn’t have dreamt of choosing is such a part of western culture that virtually all of us
Continue reading →Fat Bottomed Girls and Boozy Memories.
Academics never fail to amaze me with their innovative methods of acquiring grants to study yet another obscure subject. I well remember writing a post on the obscene size of
Continue reading →Citizen Corbyn
It’s official. New Labour is dead. Long live Old Labour. Jeremy Corbyn is now the Leader of Her Majesty’s Opposition. Imagine Jacob Rees-Mogg being elected Tory leader. Pretty unimaginable, to be honest, yet Comrade Corbyn’s election win
Continue reading →Publish and Be Damned
Hitler’s Germany, Stalin’s Russia, Mao’s China, Honecker’s DDR – mandatory reporting to the authorities by friends, families and neighbours, phone-taps, wire-taps, cameras tracking the moves of every citizen, persistent persecution of targets by a police force making
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools motors back again…
Mrs Relentlessly Cheerful wore her broadest grin. ‘Sleep well?’ Her head tipped from top to bottom in that nodding motion employed by amateur psychologists which is supposed to get you to nod in agreement. Her tussled blonde
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools motors back again…
Mrs Relentlessly Cheerful wore her broadest grin. ‘Sleep well?’ Her head tipped from top to bottom in that nodding motion employed by amateur psychologists which is supposed to get you to nod in
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools motors on…
No we didn’t put the sails up.
You can’t put up the sails when the wind is coming from the opposite direction to the one you have a pre-arranged appointment with – the wind would
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools motors on…
No we didn’t put the sails up. You can’t put up the sails when the wind is coming from the opposite direction to the one you have a pre-arranged appointment with – the wind
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools.
Christopher Rudd was a Kent school teacher, grandson of the famous Cape merchant and adventurer Charles Rudd, who also took his pupils out to sea in a dinghy to teach them the art of seamanship. Sadly, he
Continue reading →A Declaration of Independence
I wish to live as a free man in a free country.
I wish to live under the rule of laws created by elected politicians, who I can hold to account and vote for, or against,
Continue reading →The Ship of Fools.
Christopher Rudd was a Kent school teacher, grandson of the famous Cape merchant and adventurer Charles Rudd, who also took his pupils out to sea in a dinghy to teach them the art
Continue reading →A Sunday Ramble
Since the world is quite clearly going to hell in a handcart, I decided to produce some whimsy, a bit of light refreshment. It is time to talk about lampreys. I feel the lamprey needs to
Continue reading →A Picture Fells A Thousand Tories
What a difference a week makes. For a long time now, what used to be asylum-seekers before being rebranded migrants and then suddenly refugees have been dying at sea in appallingly high numbers, many fleeing war-torn Syria.
Continue reading →Long To Reign Over Us
David Bowie once said we’ve got five years. Well, we’ve got five days now. No, don’t worry; I haven’t received advanced warning of a meteorite poised to crash into the planet. I’m referring to the fact that,
Continue reading →Chilcot’s Ills – They’re Multiplyin’
Chilcot’s ills/they’re multiplying/and he’s losing control…
So sang John Travolta to Olivia Neutron-Bomb in “Greece”, a satirical musical which celebrates the inanities of the Eurozone some 35 years ago now, just a couple of years
Continue reading →Stop Your Sobbing
Rape and culture/rape and culture/go together like a…well, those two words don’t really go together at all, do they? An oxymoron is, I believe, the correct term. Culture is described by the dictionary I prepared earlier as
Continue reading →*Exclusive* – Mandatory Reporting and Meirion Jones.
Meirion Jones has long been an advocate of ‘Mandatory Reporting’ – a system of criminal sanctions for those who have care of children but have failed to report allegations of abuse made to
Continue reading →The Collapsing Crucible
Something very interesting has happened in the past few months. Johnny may have come lately, but he’s here at last. Beyond the bunkers that have sheltered common sense from an incessant shower of bile fired by obsessive
Continue reading →Rush Hours
I watched a film called “Rush” a while ago. It tells the story of the rivalry between James Hunt and Niki Lauda. Since I am not a petrol head I did not really know the story.
Continue reading →The Shipping Forecast
So many nautical terms are open to misinterpretation by landlubbers that anyone poised to set sail really needs to know a gash fanny from a cunt splice; failure to do so could result in kissing the gunner’s
Continue reading →A Kiss is just a Kiss…
Trading masticatory juices with someone who may have just consumed something on the menu that you wouldn’t have dreamt of choosing is such a part of western culture that virtually all of us have engaged in it at
Continue reading →Blowing One’s Trumpet
Momentarily putting aside those issues that invoke impassioned debate as well as those that inspire apathy, allow the management the luxury of basking in the rewards of their endeavours, pop-pickers. The latest figures for the top
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