Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Fifty
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…]
Blog
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Three Hundred And Eleven
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…]
America
Land Grab or Business as Usual, Part Two
1867 & After the War The United States has made several historic attempts to buy Greenland, reflecting its long-standing strategic interest in the world’s largest island. Greenland is an autonomous territory within the Kingdom of [more…]
Fiction
On Dangerous Ground, Chapter Four
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…]
Arts
Fabulously Flamboyant Friday: When Dinosaurs Ruled The Earth Pt.3
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…]
Arts
Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 22nd January 2026 The Panel: Emily Thornberry (Labour) Stuart Andrew (Conservative) Layla Moran (Liberal Democrat) Greg Swenson (Republicans Overseas UK) Venue: Macclesfield Labour MP for Islington South and Finsbury, Emily Thornberry (NHRN Lady [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Nine – Chapter Fourteen
Jinnie drove into the TT SuperBurger car park and into her designated parking space. On the way to the office, she thought about getting a coffee and one of the chocolate chip cookies from the [more…]
20th Century
Labour’s bad boys – Part 2 Hugh Dalton
These days Edward Hugh John Neale Dalton, known as Hugh, would be considered one of the good guys but in 1947 he committed one of the worst sins possible in those more genteel times. He [more…]
Fiction
Racial Memory, Part Three
It was silent. I felt as if I was floating, swaddled, the only sound was a rhythmic pulse, not unlike a heartbeat. I had never experienced a sensory deprivation tank, supposedly a way to totally [more…]