In 1954, as the centenary of the end of the Crimean War approached, my uncle John Alldridge produced a series of articles for the Manchester Evening News which vividly described that campaign. In this article, [more…]
Perhaps I should say in W S Gilbert style ‘well hardly ever’. When struggling for a theme for my graduation strategy thesis for at the Royal College of Defence Studies I felt a suitable title [more…]
I’d like to begin by introducing you to a rather special lady. She was born in February 1957, the first of twelve sisters. A real local lass, she lived and worked from the Humber all [more…]
Masks, masks, everywhere and all the hubs did shrink. Everywhere I go there are masked goons, in cars alone, on pavements alone, wearing them in all sorts of places where they are not required by [more…]
Unless you’re a strawberry obsessive then the first part of this installment of my bi-weekly greenhouse diary ramblings is going to be incredibly boring. Thankfully, as so few even bother to read the articles, much [more…]
Immodium is MFP. MFP has come to consciousness out of Covid and the idea that the “Masses” are willing to sacrifice freedoms to get the cure and undertake behaviours to save their lives. MFP existed [more…]
Day One – Christmas Eve I woke up at 04:15, before my alarm went off, with my stomach turning over, I was either worried about the antigen test and failing at the last hurdle, or [more…]
I have always loved snowflakes. On a chairlift, with your head down into a biting wind, one is allowed about twenty minutes to study them settling on your clothes. They have two classes of symmetry; [more…]
Lake Laguna De Tota and Sagamoso It was late, about 10:00 when he surfaced from his room. Clarita had been drinking hot, milky coffee and dunking stale bread in it. She looked up and smiled [more…]
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