Outrage? Unfair? Rubbish!

On Friday one of the gossip-riddled rags that purports to be a newspaper in London ran a story complaining bitterly about a poster campaign for Eurostar. They think it represents English football fans in the wrong light. You can see …

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Drayton, you idiot! It’s Michael, not Tony

I was lying in bed last night wondering what is my worst quality. This works much better than counting sheep as there is a limitless catalogue to select from. Anyhow, in business I decided it is a close run between …

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A thought for O’Leary

Last week my partner and I went to Brussels for a meeting. Not wishing to remortgage the flat so as to pay to go by Eurostar or go on a posh airline, we went on Ryanair. If you don’t live …

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Health and safety warning

When you get to my age you have to keep a close eye on your health. I think I go to no end of trouble – breathe on a mirror every morning to see if I’m still alive and so …

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This week’s great read

What a wonderful day! My business worries are over. Someone has e-mailed me about a book that “provides readers with proven business intelligence from C-Level executives (Chairman, CEO, CFO, CMO, Partner) from the world’s most respected companies nationwide.” I like …

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Do I look as though I’m 17?

I have clearly discovered the secret of eternal life. Last Saturday an idiot in the Kings Road Tesco, where I went to buy some cooking plonk, greeted me at the check out with this astounding request: “Can I have proof …

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In awe of this stupidity

Anyone out there who can tell me how this makes anything even vaguely resembling sense? My colleagues and I are organising a conference in Brussels (which means they’re actually organising it and I’m asking irrelevant questions). Anyhow, my PA Iane …

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“Fings ain’t what they used to be”

That was a very popular show back in the ‘60’s. It struck a chord partly because we all moan about things going downhill. For instance, for hundreds – no, thousands – of years, people used to get married then have …

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A pig’s point of view

The first proper money I ever made was in my parents’ restaurant at the Sycamore Inn in Ashton-under-Lyne – a good 18th century pub of character which has since been utterly ruined by the tasteless halfwits at the brewery which …

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