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Sunday, 30 September 2012

Oh, the fun to be had in wallowing in filth and vomit. Or why the West is disappearing up its own arse, perhaps mainly because we have had it so good for rather too long

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Many Muslims often make the point that, with its emphasis on ‘rights’, its insistence that we should be ‘non-judgmental’, its almost slavi...
Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Another civil war in Spain? Too much Spanish Burgundy or has he finally lost his marbles? It could never happen! No, of course, not, and nor could the massacre at Srebrenica

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The obvious question is just how long can it all go one, and by ‘it’ I mean, of course, what might well now be regarded as the ‘phoney war’ ...
Friday, 21 September 2012

Hypocrisy comes in many forms - try the variety favoured by (some) Muslims

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Forget, if you can, that Peaches Geldoff has recently taken her son Astala and dog Parpy for a stroll and that Kourteny Kardashian has alrea...
Thursday, 20 September 2012

Welcome to the new look, as unexpected for you as it was for me — but needs must and I’m making the best of a bad job. Then there’s Disney’s take on a Cathar castle

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First things first: You might think ‘oh, what a nice chap, he’s redesigned his blog to make us feel more welcome, more valued, to show us th...
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Tuesday, 18 September 2012

It’s over far too soon, but at least I can get outraged by greedy opticians, who don’t just want my money, but, apparently, my blood. And a crucial decision must be made: do I move with the times and apply super-duper whizz-bang 3D dynamic styles to this ’ere blog?

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Caunes-Minervois, Languedoc (last day but one) Well, the truth is out: brother Mark, who had his early upbringing and education until the ...
Sunday, 16 September 2012

If the truth be told, I feel a little out of sorts…

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Caunes-Minervois, Languedoc Day whatever it is in the heaven that is the South of France (© the various travel supplements of the Sunday Ti...
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Thursday, 13 September 2012

Beethoven, Scarlatti, Chet Baker, Miles Davis, S.O.S. Band, Purcell, Alexander, Pink gay and straight, belly port (roasted with onions, white wine and crème fraiche, and leeks), pastis, gin and surprising tourists everywhere – it’s all here. Oh, and I might play a little early Prince, just to round of the cultural experience. Read on (and get in touch, especially those of you in the more obscure parts of the world like Leicestershire or Durham. White trash is especially welcome – I’m nothing if not modern, liberal and enlightened)

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Caunes-Minervois, Languedoc Day whatever it is in the back-of-beyond-but-tourist-stricken Languedoc parish of Caunes-Minervois – ‘Minervois...
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Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Do I know how to be a person? Well, yes, I do, but it’s not thanks to Radio 4

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Caunes-Minervois, Langudoc The great thing about the internet, quite apart from giving me the chance to bore people the world over and not ...
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Sunday, 9 September 2012

Day Three at Caunes-Minervois and not yet much to report, except that the wife of a former German president is trying to cope with rumours that she once earned her living doing tricks in a brothel

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Caunes-Minervois, Languedoc Day three of our two weeks here in the tourist-infested back of southern French beyond. I say tourist-infested,...
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Saturday, 8 September 2012

We’re here, but with a couple of irritating hick-ups

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Caunes-Minervois, Languedoc, South of France. First news from the holiday front in Caunes-Minervois somewhere in the glorious French quarte...
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