The Mayor of Greater Manchester is Andy Burnham. And even though he was born in Liverpool, and hatred between our two ‘great’ (?) north-west cities is strong, he was voted mayor and last week was re-elected with a massive majority. I’ve never been a massive fan of Burnham. Not because he looks like an early – Read More-
I’ve always embraced my inner nerd. I wear glasses. I read a lot. I like science. Sadly my geekiness is almost catastrophically tarnished by my love of sports and ‘hitting things’ in general. Hitting tennis balls, hitting people, this is a total distraction from proper, full-fledged nerdiness, and I can only apologise. So in terms – Read More-
It’s over. Again. Covid? History. Not one single person died yesterday from Covid in the whole of England! Which is brilliant! Unfortunately, 14 died from ‘Covid Boredom’ a disease which attacks the brain during repeated pandemic statistical information broadcasts. 34 died in crashes on their way to have Covid tests and three more passed away – Read More-
‘Nice’ is possibly the most horrible word in the English language. ‘Bollocks’ is in most cases a much nicer (nooooo) word, though obviously with a different meaning. Yet sometimes I just think that so many people act in ways of such arseholish dickheadedness that really, what we need is more niceness. More tolerance. Understanding. Empathy. – Read More-
We have a vast political landscape in this fine, democratic nation. And its blue. There’s hundreds of other colours in the palette, but they don’t count. Don’t contribute. Don’t reckon into the equation. Which currently reads: Boris 1, everyone else didn’t. It is remarkable that they’re now talking about a Conservative government with greater longevity – Read More-
… a thousand words. But in this case, David Mellor’s headline in the Mail on Sunday uses fewer than a thousand words to… errrr… to… to deconstruct our esteemed Mayor of all London Town. Some may feel this assessment a little harsh. Not me. Others may find it cruel and heartless. Not me. More than – Read More-
I like football. Well, I used to. It was easy. You just went and watched your team on Saturday and they’d win or sometimes not and then you’d watch Match of the Day and The Big Match to see how all the other teams did so you could abuse your friends properly on Monday. Then – Read More-
Today I’m going to give you the benefit of some tips for having a beautiful garden. Gardening tip number 1: don’t do it. It’s dull, laborious, back-breaking and it’ll all look exactly the same when you’ve finished, 7 hours and 35 Ibuprofen later. So get a gardener, marry a gardener, or move to a flat. – Read More-
It’s not easy spending your life gorgeously. In fact it is downright difficult and most of the time, filled with discomfort and embarrassment. Because being blessed with the kind of face which Michelangelo would have sculpted, the body of an Adonis, a six-pack riding proudly where, if there were any kind of God, a great, – Read More-
Covid? We’re over it. As a nation. Vaccinated, drinking ‘again’, restaurants open, a bit too ‘open’ for some who don’t wish to freeze, along with their dinner, at a table by the side of the M1 as the juggernauts go screaming by, and life is resuming. We’re still wearing masks. Some of the time. I – Read More-