In what has been an extraordinary week, Friday has arrived the two main political parties in utter disarray. It has gone from to despair, to madness and finally, slapstick comedy, with politicians stabbing each other in the back, stomach and head.
The withdrawal from the leadership contest by Boris Johnson yesterday should nullify the referendum result, as if it wasn't for his popularity as a loveable buffoon, the Remain team would have ...
As promised to myself (and my dad) I have kept up my recent pledge to take a picture on every day of the month and process it into a video. It is quite remarkable how tragic you can be in middle-age but I actually enjoy it, because I like studying the weather.
That's what comes of a life that has involved outdoor sports like cricket that can be ruined by inclement weather, and June has fully played its part at wrecking outdoor events.
I am ...
Because I had to do a drop off at Southampton in the early hours this morning, I decided what a great opportunity it would be to complete another section of the Test Way.
I started at the end, if you get what I am saying, driving over the toll bridge at Eling and parking up next to The Anchor pub that looks over a semi-attractive harbour to the right and ugly, heavy industry to the left.
Chuffed at finding part of the Test Way that ...
I have never quite experienced such bizarre feelings towards being English as I do at the moment; I am almost in a state of paranoia about my existence, my patriotism or perhaps lack of it, leaving me wondering what, or indeed, who I am supposed to stand for.
I have never really had a problem with being European, British or English and despite the fun poking and sporting rivalries, I have always enjoyed meeting people from other nations as in ...
With a 52% vote there is no arguing the legitimacy of the Brexit, so now is the time to pick the bones out of it and see where the future takes us financially and politically.
When I woke yesterday, it was with deep sadness that came with tiredness, courtesy of staying up until it became apparent that the people of Sunderland and Swindon had decided to vote against themselves, with a shot to the foot and then the head.
As a dear friend ...
