Month: December 2017
Well, Yeah…
In which the press deplores the way it is viewed. Trump tweets across fields of cultured, East Coast derision. In Politico’s view, he defines the press […]
So Who Pays?
Another example of ghastly graffiti that the avant-garde seem to think is “art”. A four-storey painting of a penis that piqued the curiosity of New […]
In Which I Agree…
With Owen Jones! Yes, Owen Jones. The establishment is a safety net for the shameful and the shameless. Once you’re in, you’re in: and even […]
Oh, Really?
Tough new guidelines… Britons are being urged to cut their meals to just 1,600 calories a day and 200 calories for snacks under new health […]
Thoughts on Writing
Yesterday’s post was written some weeks ago and scheduled to appear on Christmas day. In the meantime, I’ve been concentrating on my second novel. It’s […]
A Brush with Death
Lodève, Christmas Eve. Pascale Hervé waved her badge and the gendarme lifted the tape and allowed her past the cordon with a salute. “Lieutenant.” The […]
It’s All in the Wording
Here. With the bar for journalists to prove public interest in the UK higher than in many other jurisdictions, the case could prove a litmus […]
Oh, For Crying Out Loud!
A racist brooch? Princess Michael of Kent has apologised after wearing a blackamoor brooch to the Queen’s Christmas lunch at Buckingham Palace, attended by Prince […]