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The impossibility of making a silk purse out of a sow’s ear

No doubt like many others beyond – shall we say – the first flush of youth, yesterday evening I tuned in to watch Jo Pavey’s progress and eventual triumph in the European Athletics Championships women’s 10,000 metres final. The mother-of-two, who will be celebrating her 41st birthday in a [...]

August 13, 2014 // 0 Comments

I never got around to it

For a while now I’ve been thinking of drafting a piece on the West’s complicated and contradictory attempts, through the UN and otherwise, to advance the causes of human rights, oppressed minorities and – well, just the world of geo-politics. This is a distinctly fraught area of human [...]

August 12, 2014 // 0 Comments

Did I really hear that?

They say that simple thing amuse simple minds – well, please excuse this smidgeon of self-indulgence … This morning I was up, as usual, around 1.00am and came to my laptop with a pint mug of black expresso coffee. My first act after signing is always to conjure up the Radio 5 website, click on [...]

August 10, 2014 // 0 Comments

I had a dream

My earliest memories of playing sport, indeed probably of anything, go back only as far as the early 1960s, midway through my five-year incarceration in a seaside boarding preparatory school deep in the heart of East Sussex. There must have been times when we attended classes and attempted academic [...]

August 9, 2014 // 0 Comments

“Go! Go! Go!” (as Murray Walker would say)

An elderly man of my acquaintance, bless him, holds strong political views. Let’s just say that, whilst they’re not quite out there to the right of Attila The Hun, sometimes I suspect that he’s still struggling to come to terms with the concept of democracy. In bald terms – his argument [...]

August 8, 2014 // 0 Comments

Going back and actually enjoying it

Last night, in keeping with my normal television-choice routine, I channel-hopped as far as BBC4 in a desperate attempt to find something worth watching and thereby came across The Story of the 1986 Commonwealth Games on BBC4. [Here I must confess that I am about to comment upon an hour-long [...]

August 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

Believing in faith

Mid-morning yesterday – as one does – I walked 250 yards down the road outside my flat to my local key-cutting/shoe repair shop in order to get my family’s always keenly-contested golf trophy engraved with my name because I had emerged victorious the last time we played (a fortnight [...]

August 5, 2014 // 0 Comments

It’s only one way or the other from here

Last night, determined to avoid the BBC’s review of the Commonwealth Games and coverage of its Closing Ceremony, I kept my television on in the background – occasionally channel-hopping – whilst flicking through the Sunday papers. By this route I came across Sky Sports’ coverage of the [...]

August 4, 2014 // 0 Comments

Like the curate’s egg

Yesterday I went to the Chichester Festival Theatre see the matinee performance of the Jamie Glover-directed productions of August Strindberg’s Miss Julie – a new version by Rebecca Lenkiewicz – and Peter Shaffer’s Black Comedy, two one-act plays first paired together in 1965 by [...]

August 3, 2014 // 0 Comments

Victory … and a chance discovery

This will not become a habit, I promise – posting twice in two days, I mean! Yesterday I offered a snapshot of Harlequins’ coming rugby season from a fan’s point of view and today, having by chance last night alighted on the live BT Sports television coverage, I can now report upon the [...]

August 2, 2014 // 0 Comments

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