Day 299
A bit politics-laden, this blog, lately, but that’s appropriate, really. We have a Tory party that’s a mess, the third Tory Prime Minister in 6 weeks (or less). Now, neither… Continue Reading
Day 298
I closed yesterday by saying that the colour of tyranny is irrelevant. The proof of the pudding is evidently in the eating. Braverman, a woman of colour, has just been… Continue Reading
Day 297
So, the UK finally has a Prime Minister of colour, Rishi Sunak. The problem is that he’s the leader of the party of racism and anti-immigration, and therefore, by default, doesn’t… Continue Reading
Day 296
Despite a late night yesterday, I managed to get up before 9, just. There is some sort of physical energy brimming below the surface, a rebuilding f reserves that have… Continue Reading
Day 295
CAPTAINS This island is adrift now From the world it tried To rule and destroyed Instead. Irrelevancy is Its brand in these days. Friendless, it turns the war On its… Continue Reading
Day 294
The problem with not having written substantively for just about two weeks is that I start to disbelieve the power and meaning of my words, and that I doubt them…. Continue Reading
Day 293
Scribbling this onto my phone while I record a particularly good song for my Radio Stradbroke show tomorrow, something I do exceedingly rarely – the song has to be really… Continue Reading
Day 292
The door is fixed, after a fashion. M pointed out that not only was the original handle fixture non-standard, the door’s thickness is, too. We knew we were buying a… Continue Reading
Day 291
The saga of the door handle continues. It now appears we have the only non-standard door handle fitting in the UK, if not the world. This means drilling a new… Continue Reading
Day 290
I made the mistake, last night, after Frozen Planet II, after BBC 2’s Hans Zimmer doco, after Stanely Tucci’s trekking round Umbria In Search Of Italy, after all that, of a) thinking… Continue Reading