We need to talk about the Michaela Community School in Brent. Wembley. Scene of numerous glory days for Spurs, just not very recently. It’s a wonderful school. Set up by a quite amazing woman, dubbed ‘the strictest headteacher in the country’, Katherine Barbalsingh. It’s a standard community comprehensive, standard demographic of about 25% of kids – Read More-
There are some expressions I really hate. ‘At da end’a’da day’ being top of the list. Followed by ‘24/7’; ‘oh yeah, hundred percent’, and ‘less is more’. Because less isn’t more. It’s… errrr… less. My current hobbies are: tennis, tai chi, reading, terrorising my grandchildren, being really annoying and gluttony. Gluttony, the defining reason why – Read More-
This is the greatest catastrophe since William of Orange got stuck in France for 14 years. Whilst Bonny Prince Ethelred was dying from terminal sword wounds in Buckinghamshire after a Millwall match. Possibly since Henry 2nd was struck by an HGV on a mud path near Luton on what would, just a few hundred years – Read More-
How was your Tuesday? Probably better than Rishi Sunak’s. Unless you’re a West Ham fan, obviously. Because yesterday they took the pre-vote vote on the Rwanda bill. Again??? Yes, again. We’ve got loads of horrible forriners fresh of their highly sinkable boats, just waiting for a one-way ticket to… well, kind of ‘oblivion’. There’s a – Read More-
So we’re out to ‘de-escalate’ the potential troubles in the Red Sea. By bombing the shit out of a bunch of terrorists, armed to the teeth, who care about nothing but their hatred for us and, well, about escalating issues of violence and war. So how did that work out, David Cameron? The ‘de-escalation’ business? – Read More-
I went to the rally yesterday in Trafalgar Square, ever conscious that at 4.30 Spurs were kicking off at Manchester United and would probably be more in need of my support than Israel is. And how apt. How appropriate. How sychronistic. That Gary Lineker has chosen to unilaterally align my two pet obsessions of the – Read More-
I just have three words to describe how the football season changed totally yesterday. How blurred lines and hopeful aspirations have now completely clarified and plummeted to zero. How the dreams of the wannabes were put to the sword in 24 minutes of domination and demonstration of future intent. Kevin. De. Bruyne. The Belgian returned – Read More-
I’m at war. I declared it on Thursday night and I’ve already bombed the shit out of half of Yemen. Even though I’m not at war with Yemen, but with the Houthis. Who? Hou??? Houthis. That band of warrior fighter/religious zealotish, rebel-type dudes from Northern Yemen. They look a bit like the Taliban, same dentists, – Read More-
I’ve been away. Came back to a variety of FA cup stuff which was all well and good until we got drawn against Manchester City in the next round. And no-one wants that. Least of all me. But while away, they chose not to suspend the league in my absence but played it anyway! So – Read More-
I was always ‘proud’ to be something of a diversity. That I could include myself happily in the whole ‘LGBT’ thing, paint my hair purple, wear rainbows, march in a ball gown, the lot. Because I was under the impression that the ‘B’ stood for ‘bath’. And for so many years after expressing my love – Read More-