I come to bury the Essix Gels stereotypical image, not to praise it. But while I’m here I might as well clear the air? No. Possibly just use an example of the terrible injustices perpetrated on the maidens (not in any virginal sense, trust me) of that county. Merely to show you how terrible the – Read More-
I used that title in a pure act of word association. Eton… mess? Eton… nothing. Only ‘mess’ and rifles. Brilliant song by the Jam in about nineteen seventy-something during Paul Weller’s ‘angry phase’. Which has so far lasted for over 40 years, and counting. Anyway… so as I mentioned previously, Eton have sacked a teacher – Read More-
Any American people reading this: close the page now. You simply won’t get what follows. (I’d normally include those northern Americans, what they called?… errr… oh yeah, Canada-people, in that generalisation because they share their sports, but the only Canuck likely to read this, actually and controversially, will get it). Yesterday’s nil-nil draw at Chelsea – Read More-
I love a Prime Minister. Just, not necessarily this one. But Boris was, in the real world, a journalist and more, a right wing, overly verbose, reactionary, quite eloquent journalist with a penchant for metaphorical references drawn from his degree in classics and his love of history. In other words; he was just made for – Read More-
Tomorrow is a day beyond massiveness. Nothing to do with vaccines. Nothing to do with death, cars, stellar events, black holes or the price of milk. Spurs are playing Chelsea. On the 1000th match of Roman Abramavich’s ownership of that sad and sorry football club. And as a protest against most of the appalling, money-encrusted – Read More-
In the winter of 1986, possibly 1987, I dragged Mel skiing. She was never the biggest fan, but a (wo-)man’s gotta do… We skied in Cervinia, fab resort that links over to Zermat from the top of one alp or another. They have a signpost with an Italian flag one way and a Swiss the – Read More-
I’m greatly concerned. About Christmas. And how it will impact on ‘the spread of the virus’, whilst we’re waiting for the vaccines to finalise. Whatever Boris says or doesn’t say, about the festive festivities, folks will do what they choose. Which, in the most part, will be Christmas Normal. But that’s not my worry. I’m – Read More-
Ok, so here’s the new, new, NEW rules. Lockdown ends on 2nd December and that IS ENTRENCHED IN LAW!!! And you’ll know Lockdown’s over because 4 shops will open. One in Newcastle, two in Birmingham and one in Berwick-upon-Tweed. Pubs and restaurants will open once more, at midnight, then those in Tier 3 zones (to – Read More-
You don’t need to have read many of my little notelets to appreciate that I hold the entire statistical world, industry, profession, whatever vaulted title you wish to bestow upon it, in total and absolute fucking contempt. It’s all bollocks. Furthermore it is very biased bollocks. And very prejudicial, which is its purpose. To prejudice – Read More-
Have you noticed how many ‘b-words’ are in the papers at the moment? There’s Boris and Brexit, we’ve had those for a while now. To which we must add ‘bullying’ and ‘bitch’ in honour of Priti Patel, backstabbing and Boronavirus. Bovid 19. When did all these Bs come to prominence? I didn’t vote for them. – Read More-