Farewell Mervyn King – Total Failure

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The British honours system doesn’t always get it right.  Fred Goodwin and Jimmy Saville were two that I re-salutated from Sir to Scumbag long before their titles were removed. Mervyn King is another one who needs to be dethroned. There are many who seem to in praise of Mr King, mostly due to his record on taming inflation.  Inflation was indeed a major economic problem for the UK for several decades, however for the first two thirds of Mr King’s reign, it was targeted at 2% and mostly achieved.  Inflation it seemed, had been tamed. But why was this?  Was … Continued

Doctors

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I don’t go to the doctors.  I am a man.  I shouldn’t need a doctor – I sometimes get ill and then my body repairs itself.  Normally I know what is wrong.  If I don’t know what is wrong, I search Google, diagnose myself and move on. The last time I went to the doctors, Tony Blair was still in charge.  The phrase ‘credit crunch’ still hadn’t been invented and every single weekend I would go to Mango (nightclub) and there would be 30 good friends there.  Life was all about fun, credit limits were imaginary, credit cards were status … Continued

The Future Is Fracking. And My Future Is Fracking

a pumpjack extracting oil out of an oil well

I have thought long and hard about this decision since last night and have decided that I should get involved with the Fracking industry, as this should be the future of energy supplies in the UK. Clearly I do not have a 1 kilometre long pipe, or a drill, or any suitable chemicals to pump under the ground so I am using the knowledge I do have to create a forum to discuss fracking as it is a tiny bit controversial but is the future of affordable energy in this country. Hopefully I will create a burgeoning website/forum in time … Continued

My Clubbing Drought

cracked earth symbol of severe drought

 I am officially in a severe clubbing drought. I have only been clubbing in London twice this year. I have only seen one DJ that I can say was outstanding, Nina Kraviz.  One of my favourite DJs was a total let-down.  No Shoreditch day-time sessions, no roadtrips for great parties in other cities and Ibiza is just an unaffordable pipe-dream, I’m as likely to go to Space as I am to…space (on Virgin Galactic). And I have not been to fabric since November 2012.  What the fuck is that about?  My favourite dancefloor in the world, the room that I … Continued

Back To Work

My holiday is over.  I am back to work.  I arrived back to 430 e-mails in my inbox. I feel very chilled out right now.  I feel like I have been to Jamaica.  I look like I have been to Jamaica.  Yeah man I can get that invoice to you.  Pay me whenever, Winston. I might have 430 new e-mails but they’ve mostly all been resolved so I don’t have a large blunt’s worth of work to catch up with. Yes I am feeling remarkably chilled out. I had a very pleasant week off.  Did lots of sunbathing.  I bought … Continued

Mystery Box

Two blogs in one day?  Two blogs in one month is a rarity nowadays.  I hope you feel blessed. My housemate and myself have made an important summer purchase. We have purchased a BBQ. This means that there will be BBQs and barbeques at my house this summer.  With live DJs. Better than DC10? It will probably take us until around October to put it together and get around to arranging one though. In the meantime, the observant amongst you will have noticed that I have made another important purchase to take me back to one of my more innocent … Continued

Bad Habits

I’ve been getting into bad habits again recently.  Sausage rolls, donuts, muffins, sausage and bacon sandwiches, bacon and egg pittas (though pitta cancels out bacon I think?), cakes, chocolate, crisps, midweek beers, Monday beers, Thursday ciders, stealing money from the collection pots at church to buy narcotics. And then there is what I haven’t been doing.  Blogging, studying, website work, exercising (yes I do some now and again), clubbing, dancing, DJing (actually I am doing more than before but not enough), sorting out my music collection, buying socks, public farting, cooking properly, new DJ mixes. What I am doing lots … Continued

An Explanation Of The Beauty Of Football

What does it say when approximately 10 times more friends offer their condolences upon the death of Margaret Thatcher than offer their congratulations upon the promotion of my football team, Hull City? My conclusion is that many of my mostly Berkshire/London based contingent of friends whom may have been excluded from such working class delights of football simply do not understand, or that the fact that most of my friends were gained from time spent in nightclubs, and the promotion having been achieved on the Saturday, they were simply too hungover/drunk to have any vague appreciation that it was happening.  … Continued

What Coals Around Comes Around

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Yes fantastic news – 590 coal miners are losing their jobs in Scotland.  Let’s get out on the streets and party, celebrate throughout the night.  I’ll get on the case and get some Facebook events set up. Dig dong they’ve lost their jobs! I am being facetious.  The only time I celebrate unemployment is either my own (assuming a nice redundancy package) or every time Chelsea or Blackburn sack another manager as that is hilarious and good for the economy and the transfer of money from Russia/India to the UK. I actually would like to see the reversal of those … Continued

Margaret Thatcher

I guess this blog post is nearly as long-expected as dearest Margaret’s passing away. I thought about doing a post last Monday night about her influence on the country, her legacy, etc, but there was so much commentary elsewhere that I decided against adding to the wealth of opinion.  I wouldn’t exactly have been breaking new ground by arguing how she saved the country. The question I would prefer to answer is why I personally hold Lady Thatcher in such a high regard despite coming from the north of the country and why I revere her so much – why … Continued