An anti-lockdown , antivax journalist for the famously right-wing anti-reality Telegraph newspaper, wrote an article this week titled ‘Lockdown effects feared to be killing more people than Covid’. You can imagine the predictable reaction this elicited from the conspiracy theory community that the journalist serves. Whoops of delight. I told you so! Rejoice! Imagine being … Continue reading Pandemic Derangement Syndrome
The pandemic has left its scars on the world. They are often deep scars; some may never heal. Scars have been left on society, on the economy, on the high street, in hospitals. Perhaps we all bear our own individual scars from the pandemic. I have a certain amount of contempt for those who dismissed … Continue reading No Time To Waste
The UK version of the pandemic is rapidly turning into a distant memory, albeit a memory that will stay with us all for a long time. I remember well the anxious, edgy atmosphere in London at the end of February 2020 when we went to see the Tutankhamen exhibition. Everything was normal, but we rather … Continue reading Then There Were Two
The United States re-opened its borders to international tourism about two weeks ago. The conditions for entry are more complicated than they were in the Before Times. But not ridiculously so. Not enough that Mrs P and I were put off. Passport? Check. ESTA approved? Check. Negative Covid test? Check. Vaccination form? Check. Boarding card? … Continue reading USA 2021
I have always been a restless blogger, moving my stuff from one platform to another. WordPress is my blog’s natural home. And probably will be for the foreseeable future. I can’t use my domain name on this blog, which is a shame. Not for free anyway. I’d pay a little, but WordPress want a lot. … Continue reading Two Point Oh
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
Londoners seeking sun, sea and sand without boarding a plane have long had two obvious choices. Less than two hours by train is Bournemouth, with its sandy beaches stretching miles to both the east and the west. Alternatively, stay on the train till it’s reaches the end of the line at Weymouth with its own … Continue reading Weymouth Bay
The Mexile 