On the Monday morning following the barbecue, Jinnie was sat at her desk compiling a list of people she was going to have to brief about, firstly, the new corporate identity and then style book [more…]
Looting, pillage, theft, billions in disbursements, all on the honour system We are all Somalis now In the autumn glare reflecting off the harsh glass façade of the Minneapolis public library, temporary fencing encloses a [more…]
It’s Wednesday morning around 9:00 and I’m at Carlisle station. AWS didn’t manage to make his proposed rail journey down to Preston because of cancellations. Hongkonger has done rather better. The train at platform 3 [more…]
The Conservative Party stands on the edge of a precipice. After its worst ever general election result in 2024 its support has — remarkably — plummeted still further. Whether the most successful political party in [more…]
Thursday 25th December, Christmas Day at Sea I started my Christmas Day with the Bing Bong of the ship’s tannoy waking me from my slumbers and the voice of the ship’s Captain apologising for the [more…]
Two of my brothers were merchant seamen, the oldest of us (who had the dubious pleasure of being a fellow steward of Two Jags Prescott on the White Star liners) came back from The States [more…]
Monday Good morning, my friends. The cat is back with his political opinions and all the news that you might have missed. I have had a lovely rest while my scribe has been stuffing his [more…]
They sat for five minutes before Taff and Dave moved to find the key for the pillbox, it wasn’t where it had been, Dave found it on the ground. Their guns were out as Taff [more…]
Welcome back my friends to the flamboyance that never ends, as Fabulously Flamboyant Friday sashays up to the crease to deliver yet another groin-polished googly from the gasworks-end of musical magnificence. I’m afraid, dear reader, [more…]
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