When I was at school, many moons ago now, history was something that was taught to us without the strictures surrounding Colonialism, White Supremacy, Racism and the usual “phobia”. When I discovered that a replica [more…]
This is a question asked by all foreigners, who look on in horror as we binge-drink our way through the week, stumbling through the streets in various states of inebriation. As though I were talking [more…]
Monday Good morning, my happy readers. Hot again this morning when I went out, but I’m delighted to see it’s not going to only be for the one day, and it might even rain a [more…]
After leaving the Manouche, I stayed in London for about a year, putting some money together, and surprised myself by getting married to a Colombian lady. While in London, Beudjeu and I still wrote to [more…]
Monday Good morning, my happy readers, and welcome to another week of “stuff” from your intrepid cat reporter. The sun was back to being rather warm again this morning, and I hear another heatwave is [more…]
Ernesto sang a beautiful haunting rhumba from his native Brazil, and then Chocote took the guitar to accompany Memé’s singing. Chocote’s big labourer’s fingers were transformed as they danced nimbly around the chords, his other [more…]
Not being too knowledgeable where apiary is concerned, but also knowing that some bees do build their homes underground, both the head of the B&M department and myself assumed that the black and yellow stripey [more…]
Monday Good morning, my happy readers. It is a momentous day in the Street today. It’s the last day of Legohead’s premiership and the first day of Mascara Man, my seventh PM and probably not [more…]
The phrase “grim up north” lingers in the national imagination and conjures images of soot-stained skylines, struggling towns, and industries long past their prime. Yet this caricature of tired decline obscures another, less frequently told [more…]
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