Dry January: My Boozy Journey (and the Hangovers That Got Me Here)
So, it’s the tenth of January, and once again, I’m waist-deep in Dry January—for the seventh year running. (Okay, technically sixth, because one year I did Dry February after a January wedding. Details.) This year, I got off to a flying start by obliterating myself on New Year’s Eve. By the time the hangover finally subsided, I didn’t want to look at a drink for a week anyway. Not exactly a health guru’s recommendation, but hey, it ...
What Happens If the Gulf Stream Collapses?
What is the Gulf Stream? Well, it’s that warm Atlantic current we’ve been taking for granted since the last Ice Age, is the backbone of Europe’s relatively cushy climate. It’s why London is rainy instead of buried in snowdrifts, why Paris in December feels romantic instead of post-apocalyptic, and why Southern Spain isn’t already a barren wasteland. But if the Gulf Stream collapses—and it’s wobbling like a pissed up uncle at a ...
Why Comparing the UK to Scandinavia in Winter Is Just Plain Daft
Every winter, without fail, the UK is hit by a bout of snow or ice, and the inevitable comparisons to Scandinavia roll in. Social media fills with grumbles about how “Norway keeps going in six feet of snow” or “Sweden never shuts down airports for a bit of ice.” It’s the same old refrain: “Why can’t Britain handle winter properly?” Here’s the short answer: because we don’t need to. The Scandinavian Myth Let’s ...
Prince Andrew Denies Doing Nothing Wrong for an Entire Week
In a surprising twist, Prince Andrew has issued a statement firmly denying rumours that he went an entire week in late November without engaging in any form of sexual or financial wrongdoing. Baseless Claims The Duke, known for his unwavering commitment to controversy, was adamant: “I categorically deny these baseless claims. I am confident that during that period, I was involved in something—whether it was a dodgy deal, an inapprop...
Is English Football’s Pursuit of Perfection Killing the Spectacle?
English football has come a long way since the days of mud baths, life-threatening terraces, and defenders who treated flair players like they needed to be decapitated by a ‘reducer’. Today, the pitches are pristine, the stadiums are palatial, and the game is safer than ever. Progress has undeniably been made—but has something been lost along the way? In the relentless pursuit of results, could we be strangling the chaos and drama that ...