I hate it when staff go on holiday. Its cruel, heartless and, to be honest, fucking selfish of them. And, they expect to get paid, for swanning around in the Indian Ocean sunshine, whilst I’m here left to actually… well… work. I have to get in early. Theoretically that’s no problem, just means I can’t – Read More-
The headline from the weekend’s sport is undoubtedly: Spurs won. The rest is irrelevant. Like how they won. Like the pain and suffering of the Spurs fans, condemned by their own commitment, frustrated by their teams irregularity of form which caused them immense pain and agony until Brennan Johnson came on and sorted things out. – Read More-
I’m going to lodge a claim against Transport for London for PTSD. I am scarred and officially traumatised. Not to mention the victim of ageism and probably anti-Semitism!!! It could take me years of therapy. Here’s what happened. It’s SHOCKING. Last weekend my ‘old git’s free-travel, all-you-can-eat, anywhere in London pass’ stopped working. A Catastrophe – Read More-
I’m having serious trouble awarding this week’s ‘tosser of the week award’ due to a positive glut of worthies for the title. George Galloway is always a candidate, just for wearing that stupid fucking hat. But the ‘antisemite’s antisemite’ managed to win the bye-election in Raffah, sorry, in Rochdale, on a single matter, completely unrelated – Read More-
There was a fashion, back in the 1930s for ‘reductionism’ in all sciences. Breaking things down to the smallest possible parts in order to understand them. We found atoms, then broke them down into protons and neutrons, ever searching for further understanding and way to destroy Japanese cities totally and very efficiently. We researched bodies – Read More-
A few years ago Mel (dragged me? Forced me??) and I went to Colombia Road in Shoreditch, early on a Sunday morning for the flower market. If you have to get out of bed that early (and apparently I did) it is in fact a wonderful place. Filled with chrysanthemums and… roses… hydrangeas… and… errr… – Read More-
I love words. And this one is possibly my favourite. Old and almost forgotten, but I chose it yesterday, from the list I keep scribbled across the kitchen walls (as if I’d be allowed!!!) because its funny. ‘Being idle, lying around, dawdling, lazy’. And possibly the only worthwhile addition the Americans ever made to OUR – Read More-
I’m worried about my mental health. Think I need to be included in that disability group. Then I can get one of those ‘park anywhere you like’ badges for the car and a government grant to pay for… errrr, well, there’s whisky, that’s not cheap and… and more whisky, when the first glass is empty. – Read More-
The question for many Jews now is not about the current war being raged in Gaza. But about the war being raged here, in Britain. America. France, Belgium, Germany… About our safety on the streets. About our children’s safety at universities or in Jewish schools. About our synagogues, our cemeteries, even our butchers’. Where we – Read More-
The Post Office Tower was built in 1961. It was the biggest thing in London since… well, forever, because it became the tallest building in London. At that time. Of course we’ve had all manner of gherkins and walkie-talkies and shards and other architectural abominations since then which dwarf our little tower. But I loved – Read More-