Last night I slept by the river, half a mile from Hereford on a flat patch of bank with lush long grass, short steep slope to the water and the whole hidden from housing on the far bank by the … Read More »
The FB exchanges below, originals here, are a little complicated but hardly rocket science. The posters – all of them – appear broadly to share my views on the West’s dirty war on Syria. Yes, all of them. That includes … Read More »
I never watch togger any other time, but get excited at world cup games. In a packed pub in Birmingham on Tuesday night I amazed myself by leaping to my feet to scream “off-off–OFF” after a smirking Barrios head-butted Henderson … Read More »
What’s that you’re saying? Your ringtone for a hearse? Snapped the other day on Bridge Street, Stratford upon Avon.
… Saturday night, June 30, in the city’s Botanical Gardens. Then we all went home.
That UK media are owned by billionaires and/or dependent on market forces is insufficiently appreciated. Even those who in theory grasp the significance of such ownership patterns and market dependence too often abandon their understanding in the face of relentless … Read More »
Saturday, June 15th, Mike and Sue hosted an afternoon garden party. Morning grey with threat of rain but by noon the day done good. Great food and drink, great company and the one bit of rain – shower causing temporary … Read More »
I’ve just taken delivery of an inflatable kayak, the Sevylor Colorado – well reviewed by experts and owners alike, and just £274 on eBay. It weighs fourteen-point-five kilos but that’s without paddle, air-pump, buoyancy aid and (my prime motive) camping … Read More »
I’ve admired Pink Floyd for over fifty years, since 1967’s Piper at the Gates of Dawn, but for most of that time neither knew nor cared what their politics were. That they were kind of radical in a petit-bourgeois way … Read More »