I hate a dilemma. Everyone does. That’s why they’re called ‘dilemmas’ and not ‘wonderful things’ or ‘chocolate ice cream with sprinkles’. Came home from Tai Chi last night, energised, toughened and with my yin fully aligned with my yang. And a bit sweaty. Quick shower and on with the news. We love the news. And – Read More-
360,000 people signed a petition yesterday to keep Donald Trump out of Britain. Ban him. Unwanted. Hate figure spouting xenophobic rubbish. I think we should invite him to come over and do his hilarious stand-up routine at the Apollo. The man’s really really funny. Why deprive ourselves of that blond bird’s nest just because he’s – Read More-
Its true, British politicians can suffer from an overdose of subtlety. We do things gently. We like ‘softly-softly’ approaches to things. Some would say there’s a lot of beating around bushes. Not so in America. They do things bigger, better, certainly louder and when all else fails, gung-ho is the way to go. That could – Read More-
My problem is (well, one of my problems; a 3Gb computer is insufficient to list them all) that when I read books I engage with them. They become my reality. Same with movies. Which is why I love reading and film. Because they are the ultimate escape. Because when I put the book down or – Read More-
Valencia drew a match on the weekend. That’s interesting. And wouldn’t normally warrant a look past the headline. Even for those of ‘you’ with almost insatiable appetites for footballing news anywhere, anytime, anything. The draw was against Barcelona, everyone’s dream team, and that in itself makes the result notable as Barca don’t draw many matches – Read More-
Ok, so yesterday was Arsenal’s day. Unfortunately. They won, no-one else (of any importance) did. But as Arsenal lost last week, its almost acceptable. Because there has not yet emerged any really consistent leader of the league. Other than Leicester. And with all due respect to that wonderful team; they won’t win the league. Yes, – Read More-
So we’re bombing in Syria. Despite my misgivings, Cameron won the day and the bombing’s started. Good. I said my bit, but I’m not unhappy with the eventual outcome because as long as they realise that bombing alone will achieve very little and lots of other avenues have to be taken as well, then what – Read More-
My old neighbour, Ian, (now moved out to ‘the country’ for some peace and quiet from horrible neighbours) retired early from his City bank job, as they do, and decided to take a masters degree. In football. Ok, not football, exactly, but he was working (and possibly still may be) on a theory suggesting that – Read More-
What you’re looking at here is a miracle of modern times. Its no burning bush. Not even a burning car. Thank God, cos that’s Mel’s car. But miracle it is. Because last night we went to see Carol. Ahhhh, Carol. Oh Carol. It was at the Everyman in Hampstead. Which is the illuminated building behind – Read More-
Much as it grieves me to ever agree with Jeremy Corbyn, I don’t think we should bomb Syria. Make mine a ‘non’ vote. Not that I get a vote. Let me make perfectly clear (a political expression meaning ‘you won’t understand any of this’) my position. In case it impacts today’s crucial vote on the – Read More-