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Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Why the ‘historic’ agreement with Iran is mainly just good for business. Which is what it was all about, really

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If you follow the news at all, you can’t have missed all the hoo-ha about the recent ‘historic’ agreement between Iran and the West, but it ...
Saturday, 23 November 2013

JFK: saint or sinner? Well, neither, really, but don’t let that influence your particular prejudice. How’s about just another rich, jobbing politico? Or to put it another way, save me all the Camelot crap

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Unremarkably, everyone and his favourite pony is commenting on The Death Of JFK. If they are over 50, they invariably inform anyone who care...
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Friday, 22 November 2013

Hello again, I've been away - well sort of. And here’s why

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This entry is written as the result of getting an email from a friend who reads this blog regularly. Why, he asked, had there not been any r...
Thursday, 24 October 2013

Here’s a case for making out why we’re in the Golden Age Of Bullshit. Or how it is all-too-easy for us to kid ourselves.

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There was a void in my life. Damages had finished, and I needed to fill the void. Ray Donovan did so for a week or two, but that has only be...
Sunday, 6 October 2013

Woodstock? Just more proof, if proof were needed, of mankind's infallible tendency to delude itself (and then some)

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The not-so-astounding news I have just read on the BBC News website is that tickets for Glastonbury 2014 have already sold out and have done...
Friday, 4 October 2013

How do you overcome an addiction? Simple: develop another. (But read right to the end to understand just what the fuck I’m talking about)

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First there was The Sopranos. Others might care to cite Six Foot Under (or whatever it’s called) and they might well be right. But as this i...
Sunday, 29 September 2013

Reunited after all these years, though sadly not with the girl, but the song which consoled me

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It was 1983 or 1984 (almost 30 years ago I realise to my horror as I write this), and I had just moved into my own house, a small two-bedroo...
Tuesday, 24 September 2013

Who wants to buy a new motor? Not me, though I might well have done by now when I tot up the dough my cars have cost me in just under a month

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It is a standing joke in my family that I have a fatal attraction for duff motors (as in cars). There is a some truth in that, but I would l...
Saturday, 31 August 2013

An unexpected but very, very pleasant sentimental journey. I won’t say ‘to my roots’ because that would be bollocks, but there was something of that about it. And a rather odd tale as to why my father was nicknamed The Spy (Der Spion) by my many relatives in that part of the woods.

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I don’t think I’ve yet really done justice to my trip to Germany in what I’ve written. OK, so my stay there was extended from just three day...

My how time passes (or from baby poo to first driving lesson)

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Altogether now: aahhh, isn’t it sweet. Well, it is for me. Not many months ago, it seems, I was wiping my baby daughter’s arse, then putting...