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Monthly Archives: August 2016
Joe and Polly the Parrot Exchange Pleasantries
Joe I’m sick and tired of your vile and abusive language Polly. Polly the Parrot Fuck off you fat bastard. Joe That’s it. You’re sorted. (Polly is thrown into the freezer.) Polly the Parrot (Half dead she’s pulled out of … Continue reading
The Best and Worst of Times
We’d tumble down grass field slopes With friends, in high pitched yells of “Geronimo” Laughs from the belly as Bert boshed the cow-pat His hand to his elbow smattered in cow-poo. That day was just one in that short summer … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Poetry, War
Tagged innocence, Korean War, nostalgia, summer days
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Home-schooling: the British educational scandal
Key Thought:- Would you have been happy to have been educated by your parent(s) throughout your childhood? ……………………. Britain has a long-standing compulsory education system which is widely respected. Examinations are uniformly taken at 16+ (GCSE) with a smaller cohort … Continue reading
Posted in Politics, School
Tagged 1996 Education Act, Child abuse, Dylan Seabright, Home education, Ruth Lawrence
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A Brazilian mosquito meets a Russian athlete
Ray E.
Posted in Health, Humour, Sport
Tagged Brazil, Mosquito, Olympic Games 2016, Russian doping
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Zaltsman on the West Indies Test Cricket Team 2015
Watching their “display” in Hobart (Tasmania), it was possible to conclude that some of the current side would have struggled to get in as spectators in the 1980s, let alone as players. Chris
Posted in Humour, Sport
Tagged Andy Zaltsman, Australia, Sarcasm, West Indies cricket team
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Do modern children know the magic?
In my younger days, near every school, there would be a “tuck-shop” usually called the ‘sweet shop’. Most of those shops were decked out in shelving that supported row upon row of big glass jars with large screw top lids. Each … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography
Tagged family life, Islington, jars of sweets, nostalgia, poverty, sweet shops
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An ingenious smuggler or an exploited woman?
December 21, 2011, Fiumicino airport (Rome):- … a Spanish model coming from Sao Paulo in Brazil is detained. A search reveals 2.5 kilos of pure cocaine crystals inserted in her artificial breasts and buttocks. Roberto Saviano ZeroZeroZero p366 Chris
Posted in Economics, Health, Literature
Tagged Cocaine crystals, Implants, Italy, Narcotics, Roberto Saviano, Smuggling
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