No one died the world survived the trees are still there the weather’s even quite fair. Its only football. Children still happy politicians still crappy same sights as old jolly tales being told Its only football. Goods are still being trucked the economy’s still fucked In Iran we may trust (as it all turns to – Read More-
I love a bit of atheism, God knows, I really do. And yet, it can go too far. Like Richard Dawkins, who holds every ‘believer’ in total contempt and basically accuses them of being completely moronic, stupid, blind and dim if they adhere to some formulaic set of rituals known as ‘religion’. There again he’s – Read More-
Ok, we’ve done without football for long enough. It feels like fucking July round here. Ok, its a bit colder, nights a bit earlier, mornings a bit bleaker, frost a bit thicker, but the lack of proper football is interminable and awful. How can they do that? WHY can they do that?? Its abuse. It – Read More-
What’s the purpose of a Mayor? What are they for? What do they do? What’s their raison d’etre?? Their alleged role is to represent the city to which they do their mayoring, to act as figurehead, spokesperson, head of the city council and mouthpiece for that entire metropolis. And all who sail in it. Ken – Read More-
What a revelation; what a story; what a life-changing, history-understanding, game-changing event of monumental… Well, of monuments. Stonehenge is in the news again. As it is at least once every thousand years or so. Because they’ve discovered something really important. The stones, those fucking massive mega-rocks which make up the site, were originally thought to – Read More-
How can you beat the Germans (or even their frikkin substitutes; how totally embarrassing?) if you don’t have the right team? If the players are wrong?? I mean: how can you beat the Hun with a team in which the players are called Wayne, Ashley, Kyle and Andros? With surnames like Lallana and Jagielka. Even – Read More-
Without wishing to sound in any way pretentious or hi-brow (read: what follows will be exceptionallly pretentious and hi-brow) one simply loves an art gallery. This one does anyway. The works of the great masters; the magical skills of the artists; wonderful landscapes; fabulous potraits; naked fat birds romping round with cherubs; rooms full of – Read More-
I love a hypocrite. Simply love them. They’re what satire was invented for. Yet everyone has the right to at times act in a mildly hypocritical manner. Paul Flowers just abused that right. Who? The man who lives his life in reverse. A bit like the Brad Pitt movie about Benjamin Button who was born – Read More-
Amazing coincidence that the soldier on trial for murdering a Taleban geezer is called ‘A’. His name could have been B or G, Schwartz or even X, but A is just a great name for a defendant. I wonder if he’s related to another A who was on trial in 1974 for IRA atrocities? Amazing – Read More-
It has come to my notice that there’s nowhere upon which to leave a ‘comment’ on my blogs.
Which is as it bloody should be. My word is sacred, you’re just nothing, nobody, unworthy, just rabble.