It is, in a way, reassuring that even in these troubled times, Californian billionaires still find new ways to get us to buy very slightly different versions of things we have already. Human nature is still intact. Speaking of human […]
You want to know who I feel sorry for? The producers and writers of the new Spitting Image, that’s who. Satire – puppet-based or otherwise – made sense in 1985, but in this new auto-satirical time there really doesn’t seem […]
I’m back, after two weeks of – well, nothing, really. The first week I wasn’t even on holiday but Mike kindly stepped in to give me a break from Updates. Last week I was on holiday but it was rubbish, […]
I don’t mind telling you, siblings, that keeping a topical, weekly, newsy Update going through a pandemic where there is next to nothing exciting to write about can be a schlep at times. With what tattered shreds of self-respect I […]
Week 9 of the #langcatlockdown, and some of the new certainties we’ve grown used to are chucked up in the air again, straddling as we do the Scottish / English border (and that bit of water between civilisation and the […]
Yes, it’s true. When the TCWU travelled across town for an extracurricular horizontal dalliance with another Update, it was on the basis of assuming that following my father’s advice of ‘do what I say not what I do’ was applicable […]
What would you keep and what would you like to leave behind when all this is over? We can probably all agree that daily 5pm briefings and obsessing about the ravings of a madman about ingesting domestic cleaning products are […]
Another week in, and it seems forever ago that I was able to be a hermit because I wanted to be rather than being forced. Days of thunder, I tell you. My only wish is that, when all this is […]
That escalated quickly, didn’t it? I hope you are all cocooned in your basement / back bedroom / orangery (you know who you are) safely, with stocks of your favourite beverage and plenty of biscuits. It is at times like […]
Back again, just as many of you head off on your half term hols. I spent a chunk of mine in Whitby, which is an excellent place. In just three days I experienced 75mph winds, fish and chips at the […]
