I’m going to revisit feminism because: a. its relevant, b. its important, c. its funny and a really easy source for winding everybody up. And also because I just listened to a debate on the radio asking: can a man ever be a feminist? Which is as stupid a question as it is rhetorical because – Read More-
OMG! Top Gun is back!!! The (almost, nearly, kind’a) best film ever (one of about 428 candidates) is being sequelised. Being re-done, re-visited, re-born, re-kindled. But you can’t get it on kindle, you have to go to the movies. And Tom Cruise is returning as Maverick. Which either means that he’s failed fighter pilot school – Read More-
‘Ere? Wanna really great laugh with all yer friends and family, but like a real scream? Fantastic fun for everyone? Here’s what you do. You go to Kiev, in Ukraine, where they hate Russia, and you get the government there to put out a statement that you’ve been murdered by Russian agents, gunned down in – Read More-
My body is a clean sheet. I have no tattoos. I have scars, plenty of them, but no ‘ink’. A couple of Christmases ago we were in India, walking in the glorious sunshine down the main street in Goa when we came across a tattoo parlour. As you would in Goa. Next to the shop – Read More-
Ok, I’ve been home a day, I’ve seen the lightening (holy shit, did I see lightening), I’ve mown the lawn, I’ve played with Lila, so can I go back to Moscow now? Is it time? Is it still called ‘defecting’ even if its just for a holiday? I missed Russia (other than those events above) – Read More-
My facebook photo is Gareth Bale. In a Spurs shirt. Making the ‘heart’ sign he did every time he scored. Which was ever such a lot. He left Spurs in 2013 but that’s fine. The photo has become ‘ironic’. Yet when one of (previously) ‘your own’ does good things you score ‘points’. Its like, when – Read More-
Ok, so this is a question that is profound, deep and meaningful: would you be happy learning your future? Would it make your life better, or worse??? Ooooohhhh, so you’d know how long you’d live, how your kids would grow, who they’d marry, which rehab clinics they’d frequent, all sorts of stuff. Or would that – Read More-
This is the entrance to Gorky Park. Probably the main one, granted, but there are dozens of ways in. My park at home where I play tennis every weekend has more of a ‘hole in the hedge’ kind of thing. Slightly understated, modestly humble but more importantly, Stalin never intended to drive 300 tanks into – Read More-
So my first love was St Petersburg and I really thought there could be no other. But then I came to Moscow. And I thought it would be dirty. And smelly. And filled with mafia (which it probably is but they generally don’t advertise) and pickpockets and all tea would be served with either lemon – Read More-
I’m on the Sapsan, the fast train between St Petersburg and Moscow. Its awesome. Currently travelling at 209kph through the Russian countryside and building up speed still. Feels like crawling over Brent Cross flyover at 45 (which is actually 5mph faster than the speed limit there, as I know to my cost). The train takes – Read More-