I got out of the tube at Oxford Circus the other day to be greeted by a pretty young thing who handed me a bag. Here it is. Fittingly it was made from bio-degradable plastic, as it was one of …
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“There is nothing so bad that politicians cannot make it worse” – Mark Twain
Before I begin, a disclaimer: I belong to no party – though I’ve worked for two – and will talk about that eventually. Do you know when the licensing laws came in – and why? Lloyd George’s government introduced them …
Read MoreWhat does happen when drink and drugs combine without you knowing it?
… Plus how to leap from loss to profit in a trice One of my old bosses used to say “never promise more than you can deliver; and always deliver what you promise.” Maybe I wasn’t listening properly, as I …
Read MoreHere’s a little quiz – and a few smiles for you
Do you like “Who wants to be a millionaire?” Here’s your starter for absolutely nothing. His father was a successful writer. He himself was a novelist, dandy and wit. He was one of Queen Victoria’s favourite men. He was so …
Read More************************Folly of the Week************************I promised to show you something dopey at least once a week. But it’s too easy to criticise, so I’ll also show you something I think is excellent. Where better to start than with the world’s second …
Read More“I lost something –my joy, my innocence – says Hollywood madam”… YOU WHAT???
Are you like me? I find almost everything interesting, including Marie Claire magazine, which I read yesterday morning whilst on the throne. The July issue has an interview with Jody Gibson, the Hollywood madam who employed the other Hollywood madam, …
Read MoreHe made more money than the chairman; I was seduced by a professional syren
Do you ever do something as dozy as this? I do – about twice a week. I write something utterly brilliant, then forget to save it or send it someone. I did that yesterday, and it’s waiting to be found …
Read MoreHow I went broke – catastrophically – and lived happily ever after
June 1970. Brown’s Hotel, Albemarle Street, Mayfair, London. In those days June was a summer month. It was hot and muggy. I was shaking – and dripping with sweat. I had just finished persuading 106 furious creditors that I wasn’t …
Read MoreNow it can be told
Thanks for visiting – and besides being mildly curious, do you say the same things as me about blogs? Maybe something along these lines? “Oh no, not another. Aren’t 50 million enough? Will this tidal wave of drivel never ebb?” …
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