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Saturday, 30 May 2015

Howl! Those old hippy buffers still think they were relevant. Oh, well, but never trust folk who believe their own bullshit. And then there’s Ginsberg’s Howl: a milestone in poetry or just a long late-adolsescent rant? You decide, I’m off to watch the Cup Final

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I was born in 1949 so I might legitimately be regarded as part of the ‘Sixties generation’, although for one or two reasons I was not. First...
Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Newspaper journalism a ‘vocation’? Up to a point, Lord Copper. Or: Myths I should like to bust: Part 1 in an series of I don’t know how many more.

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A few years ago, before the days my criminal son initiated me in the criminal ways of criminally downloading films with uTorrtent, I used to...
Saturday, 23 May 2015

But I’ll be back (©Schwarzenegger et al). And a little more on Somerset Maugham, a rather better man and nicer chap (and better writer) than many

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I’m sitting here in the right-on-the-sea restaurant on my very last day, with just just hours to do before I head back to Palma airport, via...
Friday, 22 May 2015

Just a couple of piccies while I get my thoughts together

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Last full day Went off in search of Capdepera castle yesterday, but got sidetracked by the i...
Thursday, 21 May 2015

Know an Irish gay? Wish him or her luck

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Day eight/nine? It’s ‘let our gays get married’ day tomorrow in Ireland, so I thought I migh...
Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Another day in paradise (of a kind, well, not really, too many f*cking tourists) in which I manage the impossible: go around in circles in squares – read on, read on! – and am obliged to be fatherly and strict with my daughter

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Day six? Seven? In some ways yesterday was a bit of a washout, although no rain was involved...
Tuesday, 19 May 2015

Day Something or Other in Alcudia, in which news of my cars makes a surprise reprise, my knowledge of cycling and its quirks is expanded drastically (from nothing to a little more than just nothing) and I discover a smaller, pleasant resort just down the calla.

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Day whatever (five, I think). I managed to shake of the lure of O’Malley’s yesterday – no fo...
Sunday, 17 May 2015

Day Three: A day and a half spent in a fake Irish pub watching football. Well, why not?

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Day three. No overcast sky today, just bright sunshine from the off, although there is still...
Friday, 15 May 2015

Day One, drizzle (or almost), but hey, I'm Mr Relaxed and anyway I can still get Sky Sports

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Eix Hotel Alcudia, Port d’Alcudia, Mallorca – Day one. Shame about the weather. Arrived at Palma airport just after midnight and after the...
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Saturday, 9 May 2015

Just a little more of our British election bollocks, then rather unexpectedly I talk about myself and sex - yes sex, the one topic no one can resist

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Well, it’s all over bar the shouting, as they say, by which we mean, of course, the interminable analysis. Yes, I listen to it, and yes it i...