Auld Aquaintances.
‘Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the last Prime Minister of The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland…’ Last week ‘call me Dave’ returned to the Olympic Park in Stratford and...
View ArticleA Farage Made In Heaven (Fanfare For The Common Man).
Inspired by conversations with Patrick Hanson Lowe and Nick Schon. Illustration by Nick Schon. On Thursday President Obama told journalists in Brussels that the US “has a deep interest in ensuring...
View ArticleHearts And Minds #1.
On May 1st 1979 I submitted my final year dissertation for my LL.B. at Aberdeen University. It ran to thirty-one double spaced typewritten pages and was bound with a single staple top left. And yes, I...
View ArticleHearts And Minds #2 (Edinburgh 20/09/14).
‘Still thou art blessed compared wi me! The present only toucheth thee: But och! I backward cast my e’e, On prospects drear! An’ forward tho’ I canna see, I guess an’ fear!’ : To A Mouse: Robert...
View ArticleNight Mail (With Apologies To W. H. Auden).
This is the night mail crossing the border, Sowing the seeds of a different order, Stirring passions on left and right, To their hopes and fears Godspeed tonight. Dreams of justice stir their cause, Or...
View ArticleTwenty-Eight Weeks Later.
I first posted this ‘homage’ to The Night Mail from Princes Street Gardens on September 20th 2014. Today I am happy to post it again. Surprised only by the speed at which it has come to pass. And the...
View ArticleA Tale Of Three Cities.
There’s a joke told about the British in Brussels. Actually there’s a few but this one’s my favourite: ‘How can you tell when the Eurostar from London has arrived… ? They turn the engines off and it...
View ArticleSend In The Clowns.
I once had the honour of working with the British actor and satirist Peter Cook. I was an advertising copywriter in London then and I was recording a radio spot for Network SouthEast, a part of the...
View ArticleThe Full English.
I am in the restaurant of a golf club in Sussex. It is Sunday morning. And the waiter, as it happens, is from Poznan. I tell him that the soot on the buildings there always used to remind me of...
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