Dear relatives who voted Leave. Don’t send cards. Don’t buy presents. Don’t invite us to dinner. Don’t wish us Merry Christmas or a Happy New Year. We will not be sitting around the table while you stuff your face with turkey, roast potatoes and all the other trappings of a ‘proper’ British dinner.   I’m not prejudiced, you said. I just… Continue reading Christmas is Cancelled in Brexit Land

I’ve just woken up to the news that the electoral college endorsed the Pussy Grabber. It’s very much like the feeling I got as a child when I looked through semi-closed eyes at my parents trying to be quiet at the end of my bed in the middle of the night as they filled my Christmas stocking. Although  by then I had stopped… Continue reading Father Christmas is Dead – the Pussy Grabber goes forward

22:06 I would laugh if it wasn’t so sad. BJ abroad has been threatening to restrict Italian Prosecco if they don’t give us tariff free trade and in response he has been deservedly ridiculed. “He’s saying things that are intellectually impossible, politically unavailable, so I think he’s not offering the British people a fair view… Continue reading Boris and the Prosecco Wars

21:00  ‘The old world is dying and the new struggles to be born; now is the time of monsters.’ Antonio Gramsci. Seven days. It does not get any better. I think of Gramsci when I watch the news.  It feels like the world has been enveloped in a grey blanket of doom. This must not become… Continue reading A Week After the Pussy Grabber Got Elected

07:28 am A week after the Election And so the post-mortem continues as to why a man who thinks its fine to grab unknown women ‘ by the pussy’ got elected as President of the USA. A man who is clearly a thug and a bully. A man who is not fit to run a paper round… Continue reading There is no excuse

08:06 am  Remembrance Sunday Nigel and Boris want us to move on, quit whining and make up with the Pussy Grabber. The irony on Remembrance Sunday is too much.   In medieval times the baker, mindful that he’d be jailed if he sold the customer short, used to chuck in an extra loaf just to… Continue reading The Baker’s Dozen

08:46am Three days after PG got elected I don’t think we are the only ones in shock . If you look at the pictures of the Pussy Grabber meeting Obama for the first time you can see that he is too.  He does not smile and his eyes are dead – just sunk right back into… Continue reading When an Old Man Becomes the President

06:25 am Checking out the Guardian on my IPad. All is well! Theresa May had a phone conversation with the Pussy-Grabber and we are still “special.” Nigel Farage has promised to protect her pudenda when she does get to meet the new Commander in Chief. The Pussy-Grabber had an “excellent” conversation with Obama and “buried”… Continue reading Two Days After the Pussy Grabber Got Elected