So a geezer called, modestly, ‘Peter the Great’, built himself a city. As ya do. If you’re a Tsar and own, quite literally, the entire fucking world. Bit like Putin today, but with less hypocrisy. Because Peter wasn’t a ‘communist’, wasn’t a ‘man of the people’, he was a god. From each, according to their – Read More-
This was my third night camped out in Windsor. At least it hasn’t rained. Its been just fantastic, sitting on my folding chair on a really nice bit of pavement, outside Greggs bakery who provide me with all (the carbs and sugar) I need. The atmosphere is wonderful, almost ‘electric’ as our crowd of union-jack – Read More-
I genuinely worry about the people you see walking down the street glued to their phones. No matter how inappropriate the setting; busy central London tube station in the rush hour, travellers moving in all directions at once, and there’s a ‘tosser’ staring at his stupid fucking screen with a set of studio-quality speakers attached – Read More-
When does someone who is ‘not an antisemite’ become an antisemite? Interesting question. Took me ten minutes to sort out the wording. But the answer, even though you’d think it should be some event or duration, is in fact ‘Jeremy Corbyn’. And here’s why. The Russians tried to murder a couple of people in Salisbury. – Read More-
The situation in Israel is getting bleaker by the day. They opened the new American Embassy in Jerusalem on Monday and there were ‘protests’ by Palestinians. Those in the West Bank marched, held signs, shouted comments and generally, protested. Which they have every right to do in a democracy. What happened in Gaza was different. – Read More-
Remember my name. I wanna live foreverrrrrr… Do you want to live forever? I’m not sure if it was turning 60 wot done it but I find myself far more interested in articles and debates about assisted dying than I am about ‘living 30 years longer!’ Because who wants to live as a cabbage? With – Read More-
That’s it then. Its over. Football’s finished for another ‘year’. Manchester City won the league. In case you missed that. Happened (really) in November but to please the statisticians they weren’t awarded the title officially til last month. There was no question in anyone’s mind. Lots of questions about neighbouring Manchester United though. Like ‘how – Read More-
The timing was perfect. I was always arguing with Debi about ‘her fucking boyfriend!!’ and she moaned similarly with me. Which seems fair but only from my side of things. Susan was bemoaning lack of quality time, though she didn’t say if that was ‘good quality’ or ‘shit quality’, just the time, and Ivani kept – Read More-
I have a hedge. Its a lovely hedge. Its made from beech trees. Which, unlike the more normal privet hedges, are deciduous. You bored yet? Gardening?? I’ve never written gardening before because… because… because I haven’t. But its fascinating? exciting? scintillating? erotic? well, its about gardens an’ shit, innit? And you have to have something – Read More-
When Spurs lost to West Brom on Saturday I cried. Metaphorically, literally, copiously, voluminously, uncontrollably, desperately, depressingly. In sheer frustration, despair, anguish, anxiety, despondency and because I was really fucking pissed off. We’d managed to lose a game, seconds before the final whistle, to the worst team in the country (at the time) and in – Read More-