So I went to pick the kids up from school and decided, on the spur of the moment, to do so without trousers on. And I never wear underpants because, due to my ‘neurodiversity’, Marks & Spencer’s finest cause me terrible irritation. Even Calvin Kleins are bothersome. Therefore, I am Commando! The head teacher stopped me and called the police about ‘an inappropriate degree of danglage’, but I just told the officer that I am in fact on the Autistic spectrum and therefore its perfectly acceptable to behave and dress (or undress) in this manner. Furthermore, I told him that I could actually commit murder, in the relevant circumstances, due to my ‘condition’. Possibly rape. Certainly common assault or GBH.

Gregg Wallace is a fucking idiot. Whatever spectrum he’s allegedly on, if its measuring IQ or common sense, he’s down in the 3rd percentile. He was my absolute BFF for a while (ok, 20 minutes at a corporate dinner) but now I’m not going to call him again, or even send messages. Mainly because I don’t have his number. And its not even about the ‘alleged’ incidents with over 50 women. Its about claiming his ‘autism’ was the cause. As if that would prevent him knowing basic ‘right and wrong’. When he can work out the consistency of a white sauce with his eyes closed.

Of course, whilst we can’t and shouldn’t hold his ‘neurodiversity’ to blame for his actions, we can in fact cite his production company which received complaints about Greggy and his behaviour, as complicit. As, basically, they did nothing. Like Jimmy Savile Lite.

Serial sex offenders in high profile positions continue to be shielded by large organisations so protective of their ‘image’ that they’ll willingly and consistently throw victims under a bus to ‘save face’. Whether the BBC, the Catholic church or a tv production company.

And the last word about Wimbledon fortnight was spoken emphatically, if in slightly German accent, by Yannik Sinner. After a truly amazing match in which the 2 close friends literally slugged it out for 3 hours, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that they were watching the best 2 players on the planet. Every game was HARD. Every point was HARD. Every shot was HARD. Sinner was magnanimous in his victory. Alcarez was simply wonderful in defeat. He appreciated how these 2 simply have to ‘take turns’, and it was Yannik’s. About whom I may just have to change my mind about my initial perceptions. Rather than my cry of the last 12 years of ‘Djokovich is soooo good, but I hate him’, at least we now have 2 worthies, neither of whom I hate. That much.

Happy Monday

A xxxx