When Dylann Roof shot up a predominantly black church in South Carolina, he probably never realised the full political impact of his actions. Looking at pictures of him, its doubtful he could button his own fly, let alone consider far-reaching consequences of deep cultural impact. But he shot a bunch of lovely (by even his – Read More-
Dawn was yet to break as we left the castle and entered the early-morn in the glistening, dewy forest and headed south. The birds sang, the wolves howled, you could also hear far-off a dragon feeding its young. My hand instinctively went to my sword at the sound. As the sun rose through the dense – Read More-
I’m conducting a life-long study of fish & chips. Not, like, every day. That would be excessive. It would kill you. Or me. But there is something rather special and unique and comforting about one of probably only 3 totally British meals. The other 2 being roast beef with Yorkshire pudding and chicken tikka massala. – Read More-
Barak Obama is soon to visit Kenya, from whence his family hail, with all the pomp and ceremony such visits bring. But the Kenyans don’t want him. Because America has legalised gay marriage. Are the Kenyans fearful that homosexuality is contagious? That it can be ‘caught’, not from in fact a gay man but from – Read More-
Watched a fab documentary film the other night about James Hunt. The racing driver in the 70s. It was exactly like watching the movie ‘Rush’ (brilliant film) which told the same tale, but this time with real people instead of fake ones. The real James Hunt, who died aged 44, and all the greater legend – Read More-
So we’re back. Just in time for the rest of Wimbledon. Does everyone think its the only decent tennis tournament of the year or is it just me? I never watch the French, US or Aussie, just can’t get excited about it. But Wimbledon? Brilliant. And this week I’ve missed most of it, due to – Read More-
A family of 12 leaves Luton to move to the so-called-alleged-Islamic-State/ISIS/Daesh/whatever David Cameron wants us to call it this week. Good for them. I hope they have a lovely holiday there. Like we did in Scotland and The North. Though its doubtful. You can’t get fish’n’chips in the Islamic State. Its banned. Along with music, – Read More-
So we’ve been to Loch Lomond, which is simply stunning. Then we crossed over land and sea to Islay, which is beautiful. And then to come back to the mainland for a quick 60 mile hike (ok, drive then, if you must) to see Oban. The jewel in the crown of the Highlands. The most – Read More-
Let me tell you about the island of Islay (pronounced ‘Eye-la’, you southern illiterate baaastaard). Its relatively small, about 35 miles north to south, less side to side; it has very few trees, which can give it a rather bleak look in places; I would guess that the incidence of road rage is zero as – Read More-
So I’m on a boat. Big sodding boat. Taking us from one bit of Scotland to another. Ok, more specifically, from mainland to the Isle of Islay, over in the West. And the boat, once you’ve parked the car in a very crowded, cramped car-park, downstairs, is surprisingly luxurious. It has a bar. It has – Read More-