Arts
My Elderly Aunt
As she is so old now and we try to dredge up our shared history, she tells me things I never knew about our family. Her parents, my grandparents fell in love, got it together [more…]
Literature
19th Century
A Bear’s Diary – Part 25
December 25th, 1810. We celebrate our first Christmas at sea – or at least, the English humans and bears of our party do, for the Russian crew prefer to wait until their laggard calendar produces [more…]
Arts
Roger Ackroyd’s Question Time Review
Question Time 6th June 2019 Panel: Nicky Morgan (Thicky Morgan) Piers Morgan (Foghorn Morgan) Anneliese Dodds (Medusa Morgan) Drew Hendry (Bagpipe Morgan) Alison Phillips (Whothefuckcares Morgan) Venue: Thetford, Norfolk (Leave 64%) So, five Remainers on [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Sixteen
Ch 16 – Drinks and Disgust Joe and Vanessa are at the Reform Club. To meet with Lord Bixby’s dinner companions. Something that he had arranged in his diary, before his sudden and unexpected disappearance. [more…]
19th Century
A Bear’s Diary – Part 24
December 1st, 1810. We have crossed the Equator again, in the opposite direction. Our polar bears Boris and Beaivi must be the first of their kind to have ventured into the Southern Hemisphere, if only [more…]
Arts
Roger Ackroyd’s Question Time Review
Question Time 30th May 2019 Panel: Barry “Pip” Gardiner (Remainer) Jo “Squeak” Swinson (Remainer) Rory “Wilfred” Stewart (Remainer) Stephen Pinker (Psychologist and Remainer) Alex Phillips (Brexit MEP) Venue: Epsom, Surrey (52 Remain/48 Leave) Pinker is [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifteen
Joe Malone, searching for clues to the disappearance of Lord Bixby, has just arrived with Bixby’s wife, Lady Vanessa, at the Reform Club in Pall Mall. We got out of her car. She motioned her [more…]
19th Century
A Bear’s Diary – Part 23
November 15th, 1810. We have just crossed the Equator. Only one sailor on board, Misha, has been in the southern hemisphere before. He told us that it is customary for those who ‘cross the line’ [more…]
Fiction
Polling Day in Scotland
Ah cannae f**kin’ baleeve tha Sarge hos sent me oot tae guard some f**kin’ sh*thoose poalen stashun en Govanhill aw day wi’ wee Kenny tha prubashunah. “That Sturjan c**t’s prolly gonnae be hingin’ aboot,” he [more…]