When my daughter was two years old, an elderly relative decided to entertain her with a rhyme when we visited one day…

“Eeny, meeny, miny, Mo,
Catch a Nigger by his toe…” Continue reading →

I went to the doctor’s last week and was surprised to learn that Ford are about to phase out the Escort and a young fellow by the name of Tony Blair is tipped to be our next Prime Minister. Okay, it wasn’t quite that bad, but if you’ve ever sat in a medical waiting room of any kind, you can’t fail to have noticed that the magazines are rarely current. Continue reading →

You’re damned lucky I’m here writing this piece this morning. I shouldn’t be here – I shouldn’t be here at all. Continue reading →

You would have had to be living under a stone this past week, not to have been exposed to an ear-bashing from Bob Geldof, imploring you to download the latest version of Do They Know It’s Christmas’ in aid of  tackling the Ebola outbreak. As I write this, the record is at number one, and a good sum  of money has been raised, but something just doesn’t feel right this time. Continue reading →

The candidates in this years  The Apprentice are nothing if not typical. Such are their talents  – at least as they would have you see them – that  you wonder why they are not already multi-millionaires, industry leaders or pioneers in some field or other.  But they’re not, and instead  Continue reading →