It’s hot. So hot that I played tennis at 9 this morning, rather than 10. These are not normally considerations. Play early because rain is coming. Play late so the frost can melt. Play at 12.32 because Hurricane Rishi will have passed. But heat? We love heat. And sunshine? Travel round the world chasing the – Read More-
Last night was the first televised debate, giving the public the opportunity to see the 5 Prime Ministerial candidates that they won’t be able to vote for. But we need to see them anyway. It’s important. So we can understand the fundamentals of their core political stances and underlying philosophy. If it was up to – Read More-
Our house guests have left. After a relaxing and quiet 5 days, Lila and Joey have returned to their other house. The one where their parents generally live when they’re not holidaying around the globe. And when I say ‘relaxing and quiet’, I mean… I mean… I mean, imagine you live in Eastern Ukraine and – Read More-
So the race for ‘new Boris’ has started in earnest. And in just one day, the field reduced from 11 starters to just 8 remaining to the next round. The problem for the other three was that they needed just 20 MPs to back them and show support but Sajid David, Grant Shapps and some – Read More-
We have guests. Lila and Joey moved in Saturday afternoon and they ain’t goin’ nowhere. Their mummy and daddy have gone to Corsica. No particular reason, just GET AWAYYYYY!!!! And why not. They deserve it. So they say. And its educational for the children to spend time with grandparents. To learn the consequences of sugar – Read More-
So its started, the battle for the ultimate prize of running a nation devastated by a pandemic, riddled with industrial action, impoverished by the greatest cost of living crisis of all time coupled with massive inflation, on the verge of going to war with Russia and… did I miss anything? Though on the plus side, – Read More-
He’s going, going, gone. It’s quite unbelievable to think that someone who has had such a massive influence on my life has resigned. As the words of his parting speech washed over my ears, I was at times moved, I was gladdened, upset, devastated and relieved. But after our doubts and our anxieties, yesterday it – Read More-
The King is dead: long live the King!!! (or Queen!!!… possibly both, neither, a King who identifies as a Queen, a Queen who identifies as ‘Nigel’, whatever). And Boris is dead. Figuratively. He has resigned (AT FUCKING LAST!!!) So Long Live… (Enter your option here) and send to: The biggest bunch of back-stabbers, Judases, suck-ups, – Read More-
The Clash said it so beautifully: “should I stay or should I go”. Yet neither Joe Strummer nor Mick Jones was ever the Prime Minister. Not even close. They had too much integrity, were too honest and, probably, spat a bit too much in public for higher office. And when the Clash fought the law, – Read More-
Ya gotta love Boris. Ok, you don’t. You probably need to hate the man but his bumbling charm takes effect on even the biggest detractors. Which is me. But amidst the various crises which have occurred during his tenure at Number 10, there is a pattern of responses employed by our esteemed PM and his – Read More-