Monthly Archives: April 2017

A lad who had to grow up fast

Fred Rouse, was a typical Cockney lad. Stroppy at times, a lean, tall, gangling boy. He and my older brother became good friends when they both started senior school together, Queens Head Street School, Islington aged eleven. Over the next … Continue reading

Posted in Autobiography, housing, School | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment


The murderous whaler ship Sally Jane stank… As only a whaling ship can! Its cavernous hold The deck winch greased and ready Blubber pots waiting below. Hard sailors signed on to profit share Whittled and bickered The long days out … Continue reading

Posted in Economics, Poetry | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Tiger Woods on white male golfers

“Hockey is a sport for white men. Basketball is a sport for black men. Golf is a sport for white men dressed like black pimps.” Chris

Posted in Humour, Sport | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

 Outlines of a Critique of Political Economy, published in 1844: Friedrich Engels

“Malthus, the originator of this doctrine, maintains that population is always pressing on the means of subsistence; that as soon as production increases, population increases in the same proportion; and that the inherent tendency of the population to multiply in … Continue reading

Posted in Economics, History | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Thomas Malthus and The Andover Workhouse Scandal 1845-6

Deuteronomy 15:11 “There will always be poor in the land. Therefore I command you to be open handed…. Mark 4:25 For he that hath, to him shall be given: and he that hath not, from him shall be taken even … Continue reading

Posted in Economics, History | Tagged , , , , | 1 Comment

An aspirational wife

I had my book published And She said “Well done But It isn’t a best seller, is it?” I published a best seller And She said, “Well done But It isn’t exactly literature, is it?” I wept And She said, … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Trump and fake news

President Trump invited the Pope for lunch on his mega yacht, the Pope accepted and during lunch, a puff of wind blew the Pontiff’s hat off, right into the water. It floated off about 50 feet, then the wind died … Continue reading

Posted in Humour | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment