I’m a reader. I read a lot. That’s what tube travel was invented for. Not time travel, that’s something else. Not somewhere else, more sometime else. If you were a time traveller and there was a delay, would that mean that your British Timeways trip to 1776 is not leaving for 15 minutes? (and would – Read More-
I’ve always hated the Eurovision song context. Its the most pathetic, puerile, talentless collection of horrendously dire, mid-European, plink-plonk, squeeze-box-‘rock’ garbage churned out every year and surely there are better ways to spend about 4 hours of your life. In meditation would work for me. Being tortured in Abu Graib would be a preferable use – Read More-
The seaon’s over, the last battle’s fought for some there is gory, for others, just nought. Manchester City are champions once more yet one more reason for us all to deplore their evil methods; their financial excess their cheating and scheming ways to depress good honest fans whose teams, humble and poor can’t make the – Read More-
No taxation without representation!!! So rang the chorus of the Americans when they decided, stupidly as it turned out, to oust their British masters and become a ‘republic’, rather than just remain a suburb of London, 5000 miles away and 974 times bigger than its governing nation. The Amerians regret it now, of course, and – Read More-
When the movie Terminator came out in 1984 (I was still upset that Orwell’s Big Brother prophecy had failed to meet its deadline) I refused to go and see it. Quite frankly it was beneath me. It was yet another big budget blood and guts fest of special effects, tragic dialogue and a lead actor – Read More-
Easyjet, the, errrr, well, someone’s favourite airline, probably, are going to use a drone to check their planes for fuselage damage. Brilliant thing. It hovers over, under and round the entire aircraft using cameras and sensors to check for cracks and bad things. They can detect holes of 1mm in the metal. And all in – Read More-
Manchester City are amazing. They play lovely football, score truckloads of wonderful goals, they entertain, they are winners, they are smooth, relaxed, creative, classy and elegant as a unit and they achieve top levels of success. So why do we fucking hate them? Its an interesting question. And even if its not interesting, even if – Read More-
There’s a new website in the world. Ahhh, that’s exiting, a new website, only about 3 million of those come along each week, so its big news. But this one is different. Its a kind of dating site for dog owners and lovers. Not really ‘dating’ in the sense of sleeping with a dog (either – Read More-
Sometimes you have too much time on your hands. Bank holiday weekend, lovely sunny day, ahhhhhh. So yesterday I played tennis; oh what a joy, then after lunch mowed the lawn, walked over to Kenwood to get ice creams (about an hour, round trip) but there were about 200 people there with kind’a the same – Read More-
Why the fuck would anyone ever support a football team? It simply makes no sense whatsoever. Its a one-way deal; you give everything to the club and they give nothing back in return. Nothing. No joy, no happiness, no pleasure, nothing. In exchange for all that misery you just pay them a vast fortune each – Read More-