And so to Warsaw. What a great city. Its big. Really big. Don’t know why they always called it ‘packed’, but there ya go. And as all Poles are quick to point out; at the end of the war, their nation was “”””Liberated””””. And the excessive use of quotation marks indicates the level of irony – Read More-
If I’d have known that Keir Starmer was resigning on Monday, I’d have asked him and ‘Vic’ to join us in Poland. Not like he’s got anything better to do. There’s only so many times you can write: “I FUCKING HATE. ANDY BURNHAM WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL!!!!”, before getting bored. Even dull-as-dishwater Keir – Read More-
We’re quite experienced travellers. As you’ll know if you’ve been paying attention. All those pics of me in my bikini; they’re generally not taken in Trafalgar Square. Me and Mel at the Taj Mahal, Iguasu Falls, Royal Palace in Bangkok, Sydney Opera House; they’re not in fucking Shoreditch!!! And to travel is stressful, we know – Read More-
I think I’m ready. I’m 70. (Though possibly only 60 according to the Times today). All my life I’ve heard about ‘the concentration camps’ and about Auschwitz. And so tomorrow, that’s where we’re headed. To Poland. To Krakow. To… Auschwitz. To see the site of the worst GEN-O-CIDE the world has ever seen. This was – Read More-
Not Charlie, he’s fine. It’s a metaphor, innit? The ‘king’ in this instance being Keir Starmer. Knight of the realm, King’s Counsel, Gooner and southern pooftah. And the new ‘king’, who shall ‘long live!’, is Andy Burnham. Former mayor of Manchester and… errrr… well, MAN OF THE NORTH!!! Proudly so. No shortening of those horrendous – Read More-
Hi, my name’s Andy and I haven’t watched a World Cup match in 5 days. “HELLO ANDY!!” I haven’t actually joined ‘Football Anonymous’, even though Mel put my name down. So I’m not on that particular wagon. Its just that I haven’t watched any game in its entirety since the competition began 5 days ago. – Read More-
It’s my birthday. Today. It’s no secret, I’m (fucking!!!!) 70. I’ve lived a life that’s full; I’ve traveled each and every highway… The best thing you can say about a 70th birthday is: I’m not dead yet. It’s just a lot closer than it was a few decades ago. Even someone as generally positive and – Read More-
This is me and Henry Moore. I’m the one holding the bottle. Mainly because this Henry has no hands. Poor soul. It’s an exhibition at Kew Gardens. In… er… Kew. Which is not that far. But allowing for parking hassle and the North Circular Road, we normally take the train. Its easy. Relaxed. Reliable. Not – Read More-
Elon Musk has reached a new pinnacle. Not content with being the undisputed ‘most obnoxious person on the planet’, which is possibly why he’s so interested in other planets, if he can find ‘life’, there may be a chance to find some… something even more obnoxious. But for now; he’s tops. And yesterday, with the – Read More-
As a celebration of my 70th birthday, various events have been planned. Not by me; we went to Cadiz, that was my planning done, these celebrations, on the actual birthday itself (like The Queen I seem to have more than one birthday; well, more than one celebration; same difference). So I spoke to Gianni Infantino – Read More-