There aren’t many places where you can sip a latte and eat a sausage roll whilst sitting in the garden area of a former Cold War control tower. Well, that’s exactly what I did with a couple of dog walking friends, Dave and Paul, at Greenham Common today. The Watchtower Café, part of the Greenham Common Control Tower visitor centre, is what a tourist information centre would describe as having a unique blend of heritage, community, and ...
I hear plenty of people tearing strips off the NHS. Yes, it has its flaws. It’s overstretched, underfunded, and sometimes feels like it runs on goodwill and duct tape—but here’s the truth. My recent experience was brilliant.
It all started in spring when I went deaf in my left ear. Like any self-respecting British man in denial of mortality, I panicked. Convinced it was a an electrical fault in my head or a brain spider, I booked an ...
For any decent parent of a teenager, watching Adolescence was probably like being hit by a bus—except instead of a quick, merciful end, you were left semi-conscious and forced to watch your child scroll through TikTok while some internet fraudster filled their head with populist twaddle. The drama didn’t just highlight the dangers of social media influence; it was a wake-up call for parents who have (understandably) been clinging to the ...
Britain. Where we spend our summers complaining it’s too hot and our winters moaning that it’s too cold—except, apparently, when it isn’t cold enough. Right now, the Met Office is cheerfully telling us that the recent chilly spell is about to be swept away by an Atlantic airflow. No more biting easterlies. No more potential for snow.
But here’s the weird thing. This so-called cold snap hasn’t really been that cold. By all rights, ...
As a chez lounge supporter of the England football team, it’s both perplexing and, let’s be honest, occasionally bloody annoying to watch the squad’s recurring struggles against teams that the tabloids label as "minnows" during major tournaments. I have attempted to look what's behind this phenomenon, whilst trying to keep my sense of moderate optimism intact (what else can we do when the football appears to be so lacklustre?).
Psych...
