Monthly Archives: May 2013

An Englishman’s Home

  Last week in The Week they featured “Magnificent Scottish Properties.” Included was Rothes Glen House, Rothes, Aberlour. For those that don’t know, thats on magnificent Speyside, home  of great fishing , sweet townships,to die for views and  malt whisky. … Continue reading

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We Are In The Money

The other day Fangen  and I were bullshiting. As you do. He had  made money out of xyz stocks and I had made money out of abc shares. Weren’t we the clever ones? The market had  gone up 40 per … Continue reading

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The Madness of Strangers

  The other day I was walking with my  dear pals the Fangens along the front at Lyme Regis. Now the Fangens are Spaniel people. They own them, breed them, love them, talk to them, sleep with them, walk and … Continue reading

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Achtung Englander

   London at the weekend was like Paris  1940. Swarming with uniformed Germans. The disciplined regiments of Munich and Dortmund had descended on  the   city their fathers and grandfathers had once taken day tours to fly over.  Now their descendants … Continue reading

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Drummer Lee Rigby

They bury Drummer Rigby to rest Coffined-as on TV  found His landmark is a floral fest That breaks the  shopping round And foreign bodies try their best To make sense of his lonely mound   Young Rigby the drummer never … Continue reading

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The power of prayer

Vivien works at a cancer resource  centre. One of her clients has been  handling  cancer for sometime with a ;painful combination of chemo and drugs. Recently a new course was started. It was’t working.  She  started to vomit and feel … Continue reading

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Star, News, Standard

I sell the morning paper sir,my name is Jimmy Brown And everybody knows ,I’m the news boy of the town   It all came  back to me as I wandered down the  ghetto of ghosts, Fleet Street. News vendors.  Some  … Continue reading

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