Prince Philip is dead. It’s tough to know how to write the obituary. He kept many people entertained for decades with his casual racism. He was unusually discreet with his affairs, so well done him. He lived to 99, which is a good innings, isn’t it? I know, it’s disappointing to get so close to … Continue reading Breaking News – Phil is Dead
The most famous, or perhaps infamous, numerical rule of late has been the Rule of Six. Introduced last year by the U.K. government to try and reduce the rate of transmission of the coronavirus, it has proven somewhat controversial. I don’t know why. I think people just like to be controversial. It seemed simple to … Continue reading The Rule of Three
Join me for a drive, won’t you? We’re going to Eastcote, in North West London, where my friend Matthew lives. Or lived. The year this drive takes place in is probably 1978, and I’m guessing Matthew has moved on since then. I remember this particular drive, because my mum told my brother and I that … Continue reading Death
Death usually comes with a jingle. The jingle of a breaking news alert from the BBC, Guardian, Washington Post or Sky News apps on my phone. I've not monitored this enough to make a scientifically based assertion, but I sense that the BBC is the quickest at bringing bad tidings. News flashes are almost always … Continue reading Death’s Jingle
The Mexile 