Canoeing on the Wye

Last weekends canoeing trip on the Wye was a complete success (Wickbod!). The weather turned up trumps with the sun shining on us from Friday all the way through to Tuesday. Quite a strange occurrence what with it being a bank holiday, I was expecting to spend the whole time gazing out from underneath a… Continue reading Canoeing on the Wye

Street violence

I’ve spent most of this weekend thinking about the woman I saw getting beaten up outside my flat on the early hours of Saturday morning. Horrible, the sight of a big strong man repeatedly punching someone smaller and weaker while her friends watched, terrified. There are few sounds more repulsive than that of a bony… Continue reading Street violence

Essex is a proper county

Dave Fulton from the US was a high point in the line up at the Comedy Store in Leicester Square last night. His genuinely funny views on London living, the British and the Bush administration had everyone in complete stitches. A very politically correct Scottish woman the audience took exception to his mocking Condi Rice… Continue reading Essex is a proper county

Prince Edward. A pathetic, weedy individual

Today saw the commemoration of the 60th anniversary of the Liberation of Auschwitz. Lets think about what that means, the sheer scale that is six million people, the death, the terror, the hate. For all the wrong reasons the Holocaust is without doubt the most significant event of the last century, and like most people… Continue reading Prince Edward. A pathetic, weedy individual

I was wrong about fireworks

Sometimes you experience things when little that put you off for life. For me firework displays have always conjured up memories of cold damp evenings on the recreation ground. Bickering families, pushchairs, wet grass and never being allowed to realise the delicious smells wafting from the burger van. The display, never more than a poxy… Continue reading I was wrong about fireworks