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The Joy of Christmas Shopping…
I completed my Christmas shopping yesterday with one trip to Basingstoke (complete with its cunning temporary re-branding of 'Festival Place' to 'Festive Place') doing the trick in tough circumstances on an ugly, but once again, ludicrously mild day. Sadly, getting into Basingstoke was hampered by a perfect storm of driving rain and a spectacular set of roadworks on the Black Dam roundabout that provided the stunning backdrop for some of the ...
The BBC Sports Personality Debacle!
First things first...I love most sports, apart from Grand Prix racing (which isn't really sport is it?) snooker (which isn't really a sport is it?) and the 'Long Jump' which, you have to admit, is difficult to find compelling. The long jump sits comfortably next to dressage in my sporting interest table. However, I hate the BBC Sports Personality of the Year or SPOTY as some cretins are now calling it. It is in my opinion, a self-indulge...
Welcome to the Wild Left Show!
If you talk to anyone who has a left-wing bias to their politics, you will generally find individuals who have similar ideologies of social equality. These include protection of the NHS from privatisation, equal education for all at the point of delivery, fair taxation, worker's rights and national responsibility for those who are elderly, sick, or less fortunate than ourselves. That's why they (Labour) get votes, because they have ...
A Great Sporting Weekend as Dunblane…I Mean GB, Win the Davis Cup!
On the face of it, it has been a great sporting weekend, what with a new world boxing champion, Englishman, Jamie Vardy, breaking a Premier League scoring record, and of course, Great Britain winning the Davis Cup for the first time since it snowed every Christmas and everyone in our nation had rosy cheeks and loved nothing more than beating the evil Hun in wars in between having a picnic with Cissy by a glistening trout stream. I must admit, ...
Another Birthday and a New Pet!
Firstly, I would like to thank everyone who took the effort to wish me happy birthday yesterday, the powers of social media made it possible to feel at least a little bit special on another day towards an inexorable decline into nylon elasticated slacks. However, if there is one good thing about the ageing process, it is the ability to lose track of advancing years, and for some reason, during the last year, I have assumed I have been 48 ...