Do you remember when a ‘virus’ was a microbial sort of thing? Nothing digital about it, nothing to do with technology, more to do with vomitus? With feeling like you’re going to die, then wishing you could die, then sweating a lot, shivering, shaking, all the while feeling much too hot and much too cold – Read More-
Things I really love: (in no particular order) Sunday morning tennis in the sunshine. Gypsy Kings at the Royal Festival Hall last night. Food. Lila smiling. Lila sitting. Lila… anything. Food. (“you said ‘food’; I like ‘food’”) England beating Australia at Twickenham. England beating Australia anywhere else. Things I really hate: (in strict ranking) Arsenal – Read More-
Who invents this shit? Somebody, somewhere decided that babies have difficulties eating yoghurt off a spoon. Which is true, they can’t really hold a spoon properly (doh; they’re fucking babies; of course they can’t; they can’t do anything properly, its why we have them), so let’s invent a canny thing. A ‘bag’ of yoghurt with – Read More-
Its amazing what can finally become the ‘last straw’. In the case of Zimbabwe the last straw is Mrs Mugabe. They’ve put up with (not that they had much say in the matter) Robert Mugabe for 37 years. During which time he has, (in no particular order): taken a productive and economically viable nation and – Read More-
So you just get settled into your nice, mid-season routine. The nights close in early, its cold and dark and so Sunday at 4 I go round to Lila’s to watch the football with her. Cuppa tea, wriggling Lila, Burnley vs Newcastle. Watford against Liverpool, Manchester City playing anyone. Who cares? Its football, its on – Read More-
Hitler did for nationalism what Harvey Wienstein did for the casting couch. He went so far that the back-lash took decades to recover from. If it ever did. Maybe its just me but my hackles always rise when I see groups of nationalists, on the news, inevitably dressed in balaclavas and holding flags and flares, – Read More-
So there I was, sitting by the pool, gorgeous sunny day (but ain’t they all) in Southern California, just chillin’ with me posse, when out of her flat (ground floor, fortunately for her) stepped Bonnie, Philip’s girlfriend. And next to her, clad in a gold bikini, was 6 feet of blonde. Not a blond with – Read More-
A man came up to me 27 years ago, threw his arms round me and kissed me!! Ok, it was my dad, but that’s really not the point here. The point really is that you were not only abused or harassed, but that it happened so long ago that no-one can remember where they were – Read More-
Do you know what ‘F’ means? Not as in ‘f-all’ or ‘f-off’, bust just a single, solitary F. Its the Facebook sign. When you sign in, that’s the first thing you see. F. And it controls lives. They’ve now shown that the little ‘F’ instantly stimulates the same areas of the brain that respond to – Read More-
Donald Trump is in China. The east meets the west in a clash of the superpowers. If only it was a straight fight, boxing match, punch-up or something equally mano-a-mano, that would be fine. Do we want Trump representing ‘the west’? Which includes us? But it has to be done. He needs China onside regarding – Read More-