Elon Musk wants to rule the world. In a rather ‘alt-right’ way. So aligning himself with Trump is a logical step, he’s the new Steve Bannon. Because the old one ended up in jail. And Trump has to have a ‘populist’ person on his shoulder. How long these two super-egos can remain friendly is a – Read More-
I wish to talk about prejudice. Today. In a society so full of equality, anti-discrimination and diversity, there is still one terrible prejudice which remains alive and well and was demonstrated just last night, in Brighton. There is a systematic and institutionalised discrimination against Arsenal. By not just the referees and lines-people who implement the – Read More-
We haven’t been to war against America since 1783. After they dumped a ship-load of tea (a ‘ship-load’ is 3.7 times the size of a ‘shit-load’, for those not familiar with imperial measures) into Boston harbour. They won that war. And look at the state they’re in now, as a consequence. They should be thriving – Read More-
I’m back from holiday. I’m home. I can tell because I slept in my own bed last night and woke up this morning in Antarctica. It’s so cold, I don’t know how anyone can live here. And Mel went swimming at 7 this morning, outside(!!!! But heated, obvs, she’s keen, she’s not fucking stupid) when – Read More-
I wish to complain about the airport. Every fucking airport in the world. And, before you accuse me of hyperbole, I have visited EVERY SINGLE ONE. The lot. Because they all suffer from the same pitiful inadequacies. Exemplified by here, today, at Tenerife airport. And the problem is: there’s too many people here. And not – Read More-
Because of the change in our monarchy, following the death of the Queen (the Elizabeth queen, not that other, new, fake one), the New Years Honours List for 2025 has changed its focus. In line with the disastrous new government, the abysmal state of the economy and, basically, nothing at all good happening anywhere in – Read More-
I’m here today to specifically and emphatically NOT discuss the ‘f-word’. It is herein and thereafter and thrice-whatever guaranteed to be absent from these pages. Other than one token sentence which may, or may not, have been expressed previously in these postings. Ready? I fucking hate football. Two f-words for the price of admission to – Read More-
For about 4 years now various friends have been mentioning, demanding, imploring that I try padel tennis, and/or pickleball. “It’s the best!!!”, they yell. “You’ll love it!!!!”, they say. “It’s just like tennis but… errrrr… not tennis!!!!” Ok, so just to clarify and remove any ambiguity, its like this: you want me to stop playing – Read More-
So you come to Tenerife to ‘get away from it all’. Even though there is really not a lot of ‘all’ to be getting away from at this time of year. The newspapers, after 14 weeks of unblinking ‘pre-Christmas’, got over the anniversary of Christ’s birth as it started because there was no more advertising – Read More-
I’m in Tenerife. Its hot. Job done. Mrs C needs an infusion of ultra violet in the winter, there’s probably nowhere nearer than the Canary Islands to achieve that aim. They call it ‘Spain’. But it’s not. Its Africa. Just to the west of the southern end of Morocco, where it meets Western Sahara. Florida – Read More-