“Utley has finally lost the plot, he’s gone stark staring bonkers.” That’s what you all, whether on the right or the left, said to yourselves when you read the headline. But bear with me. I may not yet be quite certifiable (especially now we favour care in the community). Continue reading
Lost, one man answers to name “Charles”. If seen please return him to this site. Small cash reward. Many Thanks.
Earlier today I posted a sentence or two on Facebook about how annoying it was that so many social media users were devoid of a sense of humour. I didn’t really explain what I was getting at, but my post seemed, nevertheless, to spark a chord with some of my friends. Perhaps I can be forgiven for expanding on my theme. Continue reading
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I quote from a full page advertisement in this week’s Spectator. One could imagine a witty third leader in the Daily Telegraph ridiculing this appalling use of language. But, wait a moment, what was the missing word? You have probably guessed. It was Telegraph. Continue reading
One hears of the self hating Jew sometimes, this seems to carry over to the “mixed race” community, with psychiatric issues over their place in society and their feelings of lack of self worth. Indeed, some create elaborate personas, lie about being related to famous figures, (Admirals, Lords, Judges) and are ashamed of being a melange of poor white trash from, say, Suffolk or Devon and some passing Jamaican.
It would be great if some noted TV company would do a documentary on this, focusing on one particular case, perhaps?
I confess, accustomed though I thought I had become to our wonderful new world, that I was a little taken aback to read that the National Trust had instructed all its volunteer guides at Felbrigg Hall in Norfolk to wear badges indicating their support for the Gay Pride movement. That bizarre decision followed swiftly on the news that the Trust had made a film about the late Robert Wyndham Ketton-Cremer, who gave the Hall to the Trust, “outing” him as a homosexual. The film caused widespread consternation amongst those who knew Mr Ketton-Cremer, a man who apparently was “intensely private” and who would never have dreamt of discussing his sexuality. I have no idea who is responsible for the National Trust’s PR in Norfolk, but whoever it is can be congratulated on successfully bringing Felbrigg Hall to national attention. Continue reading
Tatler has announced to the world that it is now permissible for the upper-middle and upper classes to use the word “toilet” to mean water closet and to say “Pardon?” rather than “What?” when asking for something to be repeated. But I wonder whether Tatler is, these days, really considered, by what one might call the genuine upper classes, to be the arbiter of these desperately serious matters. Continue reading
The libtards are at it again.
Tory scum are to blame.
Remoaners are pathetic.
All Tories are fascists.
Liblabcon got us into this mess.
Thatcher was a Nazi.
Aren’t you fed up with all that meaningless abuse? Perhaps not. The trouble is that an awful lot of my “friends” indulge in it. We all agree that those nasty people who send death threats to decent Great Ormond Street Hospital doctors and nurses are beyond the pale. But do we also agree that the use of foul abuse directed at those who hold different political opinions from us is reprehensible? Continue reading
On the treatment of women, in terms of pay and other matters, I think women today should understand the pay gap isn’t motivated by ‘sexism’ and should shut up.
I recommend to anyone interested the collected letters of Valeria Belletti.
These are published in the book ‘Adventures of a Hollywood Secretary: Her Private Letters from inside the Studios of the 1920s’ (Yes, I know, the title’s awful.) This fine lady got herself a job as Sam Goldwyn’s secretary, and sent many letters back East to her friend Irma. Continue reading
Walking through the bar of a club of which I am a member I passed a table occupied by two women and two men of a certain age. One of the women said to her companions, in a very shocked tone of voice, “did you see it was announced yesterday that people can make claims against their employers without having to pay court fees?”. One of the delightfully crusty men responded thus (with no hint of humour in his voice): “Ah, yes, menopause claims.” I yearned to linger, to hear more of this wonderfully surreal conversation, but politeness won the day. I walked on. Continue reading
