You have to hand it to the crooners of the 1950s. In song, at least, they knew how to pay a compliment.
Category: writing
all my writings
Once Upon A Time In Hollywood (Park)
Having someone with the profile of Brad Pitt knowing that you exist is, I am sure, something of a rush.
OK Computer. (I’m it with the IT crowd).
From the moment I first entered ‘58008’ into Richard Burn’s electronic calculator and turned the device through 180 degrees I was captured by the possibilities of technology.
I Wanna Be Your Dog
Just what is living in the moment though? Why is it so important thing that we, as humans, should be being trying to emulate another species ability to do it? More importantly, how does one attempt to try it?
You’ve Got a Friend in Me
There are few absolutes in life. There is no innate me and there is no inner you. Our relationships ultimately define who we are.
Mind Your Language
Morrissey is a public figure who has always divided opinion. His legion of acolytes adore him and hang on his every utterance whilst his detractors – an ever increasing number that now includes many former fans – are as vehement in their vilification.
Are We There Yet?
As I write this my country is held by a pandemic imposed lockdown that legally prevents me from making any non-essential journeys. We have to satisfy our travel lust vicariously by streaming old series of Michael Palin traversing the globe or Michael Portillo striding colourfully through a(nother) train station.
Play up and Play the Game
I have a friend who cannot understand why anyone watches organised sport… no one ever seems to win ‘Football’, it just goes on and on with no conclusion.
If You Want To Get Ahead, Get a Hat.
All the clothes we wear, not just the hats, are a means of expressing something about who we are.
Get Me To The Church (On Time Or, Invariably, Late)
Sunday afternoon was probably the most boring, tedious, excruciatingly dull period of time ever when I was growing up. I hated it. I can recall it so vividly now. Nowhere was open, nothing was on the telly – even if we were allowed to switch it on.