Okay, now for some reason I’ve never really been into proper classic books or old literature or whatever the right name is for it. Maybe because I was in the wrong set for English at my distinctly average suburban comp, or maybe because the front covers of Dick Francis and Douglas Reeman seemed an easier… Continue reading A Tale of Two Cities
It was the article on the front page of this mornings Guardian that made me part with 55p, the bloke on the paper stall at Blackfriars tube tried to skank me out of my change by taking the £1 and ignoring me. Like I’m just going to walk away? I honestly didn’t think that sort… Continue reading The bloody G2 section!
I was sat on the Train from Cambridge to Liverpool Street the other day, a journey memorable for two reasons. Firstly for being verbally harassed by an incredibly drunk, and fairly amusing Italian bloke who was gagging for a fag. “May I have a lighter my friend?” , “No mate….. you can’t smoke on this… Continue reading Fly the flag
George Bush Juniors outrageously selfish approach to the Kyoto Treaty was only the start, if you like, just testing the water of political confrontation on an international level before jumping in with blind ignorance. Now it seems we have arrived at that point where his unpleasant small persons syndrome ceases to be just aggravating and… Continue reading No war on Iraq