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Here we go again

My greetings to National Rust readers as I resume my occasional blogs on the progress of Harlequins FC with the announcement that this season I am dropping the ‘Quins-watch’ tag with which I headed my efforts last year. For present purposes I have arbitrarily taken tonight’s Premiership 7s [...]

August 1, 2014 // 0 Comments

When there’s nothing you can do …

Yesterday I joined my brother Peter on an early morning trip to the coast to see my father. We had an early lunch and set off to return shortly after 1.00pm. At approximately 2.10pm, we turned off the M25 going towards Heathrow and onto the three-lane M3 going northwards into south-west London. At [...]

July 31, 2014 // 0 Comments

Owning up

A month ago I took a decision of principle that, whilst acknowledging that it was inevitable I would be exposed to occasional media coverage of the Commonwealth Games from Glasgow, I would make a point of neither seeking it out nor setting my schedule by it. In practice, of course, that laudable [...]

July 30, 2014 // 0 Comments

Some things never change

It was apparently the eminent American essayist H.L. Mencken who famously wrote “No one in this world, so far as I know — and I have searched the record for years, and employed agents to help me — has ever lost money by underestimating the intelligence of the great masses of the plain people [...]

July 30, 2014 // 0 Comments

What a difference a day makes

With no particular interest in sport myself, I’m currently dipping in and out of the BBC’s coverage of the Commonwealth Games now taking place in Glasgow. However, over the weekend I noticed a classic example of glaring lazy, if not shoddy, British media journalism. Specifically, a [...]

July 28, 2014 // 0 Comments

Why am I not surprised?

I spotted a piece on the website of The Guardian today – written by Toby Helm, political editor of sister paper The Observer – which alleges that 4,000 executives involved in 38,000 ‘exit packages’ implemented by the NHS since May 2010 have been re-hired in one form or another – see here [...]

July 27, 2014 // 0 Comments

A long day’s journey into night

Yesterday I travelled up to London for a busy day with my tailor, art dealer and catching up with some old friends. I took the train up from the coast but decided to take a car back as I was somewhat overladen. The hire car driver was a devout muslim. Having arrived half an hour late, I was taken [...]

July 25, 2014 // 0 Comments

A study in movement

Despite having declared my brain a Commonwealth Games-free zone earlier this summer, yesterday – for want of anything more constructive to do – I switched to BBC1 and watched both the men’s and women’s triathlon events whilst simultaneously doing other things, e.g. flicking through the [...]

July 25, 2014 // 0 Comments

Phew! At least that’s over …

Natural cynic that I am, any review I might have attempted of last night’s Commonwealth Games Opening Ceremony – reputedly beamed live to over 1 billion viewers throughout the Commonwealth – was always destined to be awarded a disappointing ‘5’ upon a scale of ten. And ‘5’ is what I [...]

July 24, 2014 // 0 Comments

At 12.40pm in south-west London …

The kids just don’t realise they’re born these days. When you’re a senior citizen and no longer employed by anyone, you scarcely have a moment to yourself. There are the daily newspapers, Old Shag pipe tobacco, toilet paper and chipolata sausages to buy, The Jeremy Kyle Show and Good Morning [...]

July 24, 2014 // 0 Comments

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