A sad verdict on this species is the popularity of shout shows.
Month: September 2022
A night of full frontal Gammon porn at Ibrox
I suppose that this can go down to “winning friends on the journey”.
A staunch stance in the Blue Room keeps the klan happy
The Sevco High Command has ably demonstrated in the seven years since the Off Licence Putsch that they know their customers.
Of grovellers and groomers
I have a working assumption that confident regimes do not crush peaceful dissent.
Why there is no need for Scotland to play dress up
One thing about living through such an epochal moment is that it presents an opportunity to take stock of the status quo.
See Naples and lie
Despite many Brits being plunged into inconsolable performance grief, it was heartening that it was still Statement O’clock at Sevco.
Why outsiders are needed to impose fairness on Planet Fitba
It is a rare enough event that I recommend anything printed in the Daily Radar.
Will ordinary Brits get a visit from the Grief Police?
This is a fascinating point in this archipelago’s history.
The British head of state
In one sense, a 96-year-old person passing away quietly surrounded by her family should be an entirely private matter.
