Human Interest
The Italian Job, Epilogue
I had made a commitment to the late Mrs F and I guess, more so to myself that I would go back a year later to make sure everything was still as it should be. [more…]
Articles by Going Postal
19th Century
Bastiat’s enduring legacy
Frédéric Bastiat, the 19th-century French economist and philosopher, is best known for his defense of individual liberty, free markets, and limited government, and his ideas, especially at the time he conceived them were as profound [more…]
Book Review
How Not To Be A Political Wife, by Sarah Vine
Here it is, hot off the press – a peek straight into the heart of Cameroonian Britain, through the eyes of a true insider. Sarah Vine was married to Michael Gove throughout the whole débacle, [more…]
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty-Three
Danny Kruger Starmer is right – this is a fork in the road. One way lies the politics of late-stage liberalism: international human rights, Net Zero and mass migration. The other way lies the politics [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Three Hundred And One
Monday Good morning, my friends. I’m delighted it was a bit warmer and dry this morning when the man let me out of the back door. Legohead is back from Chequers and still not happy. [more…]
Fiction
Downfall, Chapter Eleven
Enjoying a lazy breakfast, Sally said she wanted to go shopping, I liked the dress I had on for the dinner, I want something similar. Dave followed her round the shops, the receptionist had told [more…]
Arts
Fabulously Flamboyant Friday: Pirates!
Ahoy shipmates! Avast behind and shiver me timbers! Please be welcome – ya scurvy, land-lubbery dogs – to tonight’s Fabulously Flamboyant Friday and yet another of our fortnightly mastications upon the marshmallowy pillows of musical [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Nine – Chapter One
Jinnie sat at her desk in Maple House and, in her head, reviewed the last year. She divided events into TT SuperBurger-related work, SIS, and family. She wanted to speak to the board later that [more…]
20th Century
A Scottish Tragedy
Fifty five years ago, I would have been thirteen, I joined the Scouts, I had been in the Boys Brigade but didn’t like all the marching and keep fit. The 39th Dundee Pack were based [more…]