I tried to mis-spend my youth, fairly successfully really, because it seemed more fun than the alternative. But only with the wonder of hindsight do I realise I had some kind of dyslexic ailment/affliction/disability/disease? Yet because dyslexia wasn’t invented until 1993 (Ronnie Dyslexia, et al, ‘Plobrem pselling in chlidrne’), I was just called ‘thick’. Although – Read More-
I’m marching today for peace. Well, actually, for a ceasefire in Gaza. That’s the headline cause for the march. Ceasefire. Yeah. And 50,000 of us misguided tossers parading round the streets of Westminster shouting for ‘jihad’ (no idea what that means but it sounds great) and ‘from the river to the sea!’ (I asked three – Read More-
Hello, my name is Suella Braverman and I am your Home Secretary. All of England. Few other bits too. But please note: that is HOME secretary, not HOMELESS secretary, that will be someone else. Anyone else. Not me. Not my job to pander to those spoiled and entitled dossers who choose to live in tents – Read More-
The new Beatles single is out. Its called ‘Now and then’ and its a fab… song, featuring all the usual suspects, but not necessarily in the correct order. Because this song, although an ‘original’ John Lennon track, was deemed, in 1977, when he writ it, too shit for the Beatles. But then he died, just – Read More-
I’m interested in words. They way they sound, their meanings, because all words can mean slightly different, or even vastly different things. And I love a new word. Just because. And if its an Arabic word, so what? I can borrow it. Most of the Arab world uses the word ‘naqba’ to describe the day – Read More-
It has become customary, in a very short time, for football managers to ‘blame VAR’ for all their woes. Every game lost is down to that cumbersome and miserable system which combines flawed technology with incompetent analysts. And never has this VAR-scapegoating been so apparent as in yesterday’s splendid match between Newcastle and Arsenal. Newcastle – Read More-
We’re top of the league. Don’t know if you know that. But we are. We have about 4 hours left, I reckon, before Man City (probably) or Liverpool (possibly) overtake us, or 6 hours before Arsenal play at Newcastle. Then we play Chelsea on Monday night. Ooooohhhh. I’ll try to put this, intellectually, into a – Read More-
We have 3 ovens. There, I’ve said it. Now you know. Because I eat a lot. Because we cook a lot. Because we cook big. Because ovens were on sale that day. Or, because now and again we get ‘the (extended) family’ over for dinner and there’s not enough room in one oven. Or two. – Read More-
‘Long covid’ has now been redefined as ‘the banging on about the pandemic long after it all fucking finished to any significant degree and we’re all bored with it’. Well, that’s my definition. Or it was. Until the inquiry started this week. And this is the most fun you can have. I’d pay 75 quid – Read More-
I’m not here to discuss whether there should be ‘a ceasefire’ in Gaza or not. And there’s a good reason for not discussing it. That’s because, probably, the government of Israel, heads of state and military chiefs don’t read my blog. They should do, they’d learn a lot. But I’m not sufficiently arrogant or stupid – Read More-