Not content with going to battle with those pesky Chinamen, our tough, hardened, powerful, almost super-heroic Foreign Secretary (even though he looks like the ‘last man picked for a football match’, or a reject from a school for failed accountants), has now started war on a new front. The Russian front. Hitler tried something similar – Read More-
Spurs played yesterday. Beat Leicester 3 nil. Brilliant. Superb. Stunning. Free points. To take us nearer to a competition we really don’t like very much but Morinho has won the Europa League twice with various teams and if we were to win it, we’d get into the Champions League (a competition we like very much) – Read More-
We’re going to war. Say goodbye to your sons, lock up your daughters, build a shelter (though possibly a financial, off-shore ‘shelter’ might be more useful than a bunker at the end of your garden), its all kickin’ off!!! Boris Johnson has declared war against China. And remember, Britain, never never never, shall be saved. – Read More-
In the entire Cities of London and Westminster there is only place buzzing with activity. The shops are deserted, offices empty, roads and pavements like the fucking morgue. But at the virtual junction of those two fine cities sits the Royal Courts of Justice. The High Court. And every day as I walk past there – Read More-
So we need to mask up. Everywhere. Essential. Critical for the ‘R’ number. In shops, on transport, in bed, showering, masking up is compulsory. Even though Boris, as the end product of countless advisors and think tanks and medical gurus, has been telling us since… since March 23rd, that masks are shit. That they make – Read More-
Look, I know it happened on Sunday and now its Tuesday but Monday was just a blur so now we have the opportunity to sit back, with the fullness of hindsight, history and… something beginning with ‘h’… hamazingness, and consider the meaning of life, the universe and everything, as represented by the simple equation: Spurs – Read More-
… and Manchester City win 5 nil. That’s it. That nasty northern spawn of oil billionaires have been reduced to one single result. They win 5 nil. I’d hate that. Can you imagine if your team won, like, every game with style, class, beautiful flowing football, clean sheets and 5 unanswered goals? Awful. Where’s the – Read More-
If you took a double-sided bulldozer, a really big one, put a tower on it so you could add a full size wrecking-ball which could take down a three storey building, added metal spikes round the track so you could downward destroy as well as front, back and above, and then, made it look like – Read More-
Big Brother watches us in many ways and many guises. I’m not talking about Cctv cameras all over the place, reaching such a ridiculous level that a man can barely take a piss on a subway train any more without fear of repercussions! Exposing oneself in public is now almost a thing of the past. – Read More-
So we’re all living in dread and anticipation of ‘the second wave!!!’ When the virus will return. And they’re working on it already. Obviously. They were actually working on the second wave before the first one arrived. But the advice now is unambiguous. Ok, let me rephrase that because the word ‘unambiguous’ has been officially – Read More-