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I do not harbour strong feelings for my old school which I attended between 1967-71. I had my first year in a red brick Waterhouse-designed school in West Kensington and then it moved to Barnes, one of those 60s buildings which resembled a biscuit factory. There were a few teachers I liked, one who [...]

May 1, 2020 // 0 Comments

Yesterday was a Thursday (I think)

Yesterday – just another in lockdown, albeit with a variation supplied by the inclement weather – gave me the opportunity for a touch of rumination on the future and life after the coronavirus crisis, if and when there is some. Over these past few weeks not a few I have spoken to have [...]

May 1, 2020 // 0 Comments

We are where we are

Last night at about 7.40pm by chance – not long before my standard bedtime – I joined the BBC1 broadcast of its long-running news & current affairs investigative programme Panorama (season 29, episode 17, entitled Has The Government Failed the NHS?) in which reporter Richard Bilton [...]

April 28, 2020 // 0 Comments

A momentary diversion …

For any Rusters unfamiliar with it, Saturday Night Live is a decades-old American broadcasting institution. My half-baked effort at suggesting a British equivalent might be a mix of the very best entertainment segments of the Graham Norton and/or Jonathan Ross chat shows combined with a human [...]

April 27, 2020 // 0 Comments

There are always some, aren’t there?

It would seem that – no doubt fuelled in part by the media’s constant thirst for news stories and general frustration at three weeks of lockdown – the number of UK Covidiots is gradually increasing. See here for a vivid example, as reported by Colin Dury for – THE INDEPENDENT Amidst the [...]

April 26, 2020 // 0 Comments

You live and learn

Further to my post yesterday about my reluctance, never mind inability, to master some of the intricacies of social media and not being bothered about this, I came across a case in point last night. Having prepared my habitual gin & tonic at 5.50pm in advance of settling in front of my 72 inch [...]

April 25, 2020 // 0 Comments

Balcony life

Every day I take my morning constitutional around Brighton Marina. Pre-virus, you rarely heard any inter-balcony chat, now it is very much a feature of life. It reminds me of the film of Till Death Do Us part when Alf Garnett would sit on the outside bog for ages chatting to his neighbour on his. I [...]

April 24, 2020 // 0 Comments

Just another Thursday …

Surveying the ongoing wreckage piling up as the UK struggles on into its fourth week (is it?) of lockdown I’m very glad that my connection with the modern world of social media remains so slight and fleeting, partly because I don’t understand much of it and – even if I did – I wouldn’t [...]

April 24, 2020 // 0 Comments

The reckoning

Okay, this morning I’m coming out of the woods with my hands up. For the first time in my life I’m actually admitting I’m old. It’s taken me quite a while to get to this position for all the obvious reasons, including the fact that every individual in every species on Earth gets up every [...]

April 23, 2020 // 0 Comments

The pressure ramps up

We may all be going a bit nuts at the moment this far into the lockdown but – when I rose for my day-shift this morning and fired up my computer – it seemed as if somehow in the period between 8.45pm last night and the present the world had suddenly shot forward about four days, such [...]

April 22, 2020 // 0 Comments

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