In a development that has shocked Fleet Street, it transpired today that the world has run out of news. Pensioners were seen roaming the street, befuddled at the lack of stimulus from their cathode ray sets, and commuters on the Tube were heard to wonder, “don’t we have some kind of bat-signal that summons Amy Continue reading →
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I believe it was Al Pacino, starring as cross-border horticulturalist Tony Montana in the movie Scarface, who said: First you get the borage, then you get the power. Then, you get the bees. It was something like that, anyway. Let’s back up a bit. Despite having lived at our current flat for over a year Continue reading →
Yes, it’s a new home, in preparation for when I finally leave Imperial and lose my lovely free hosting. And yes, I do plan to write here more often, although it’ll still be fairly sporadic until at least September. I’m importing old posts at random as and when I can be bothered (it’s a boring, manual process), Continue reading →
It’s been a while. Sorry I haven’t written; I’ve just been going through some things. No, it’s not you; it’s me. Really. I’d tell you if it were you. I’m not trying to spare your feelings – I don’t like you as much as I like me. Okay, I’m just saying that to make you Continue reading →
Using your face, that is. Remonstrating with your own face is fine, but not in public. Anyway. If I’m not feeling entertaining, I might as well be irritable. Today it is Ruth Kelly who is irritating me. Here are the things about Ruth Kelly that irritate me: Her face There’s more to it than that, Continue reading →