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My country has no flag. Its has no national anthem, although some of its citizens are partial to folk music and Morris dancing. No seething, populous crowds cheer my country on, with loud or incoherent cries in the street. Its citizens do not rally round meaningless symbols and engineer fake outrage at nonexistent bans, nor [...]

Our shed needs fixing. I’ve done the easy bit: I’ve bought ten square metres of felt and some things called clout nails which sound terribly exciting. I’ve even got felt glue, or maybe it’s felt sealant. Whatever: it goes between the two metre-wide strips I’ll need to cut, like the filthy filling in a disgusting [...]

Forward! with the great people’s construction project! May great successes befall the imagining of your beneficient representation through the medium of collectively owned urban transport infrastructure! Celebrate the greatness of both our interpersonal bonds and the proletariat’s cultural simplicity, through enhanced technological efficiencies!
Along with being uploaded to YouTube, Inaugural Trams (featuring Franz Ferdinand’s Nick McCarthy [...]

It was a beautifully seasonal day, crisp, with an all-day frost giving way to snow later on. The bride looked radiant and arresting; the groom charming and debonair. The ceremony was full of emotion and the venue warmed by the good wishes of their friends and family. The newlywed couple managed to hide their nerves, [...]

I began a two-week holiday with a typically boisterous and exciting work Christmas do on Friday afternoon; by yesterday midday, my hangover was giving way to a tickly cough; today I have a full-blown cold. But oddly it hasn’t particularly displaced my (bordering on the ridiculous) Christmas spirit.
Christmas holidays, unlike summer ones, are well [...]

In typically offensive fashion, b3ta provided its newsletter subscribers with a racist song this week. It’s kind of funny if horrid and amateurish, which is a good strapline for the b3ta site generally. I drop “funny” into there in the hope that nobody will tell me to lighten up when they read what follows.
I wondered [...]

Today I killed an animal, myself, for the first time in my life. I’m not counting insects, those weird clockwork and shellac creatures that die so easily. And although I’ve always tried my hardest not to do anything to craneflies or spiders, I hate wasps with the passion of one once stung on the eyelid, [...]

In Vanity Fair, Thackeray continues to refer to the most morally upstanding member of his bizarre collection of characters as a hypocrite:
Conducted to the ladies, at the Ship Inn, Dobbin assumed a jovial and rattling manner, which proved that this young officer was becoming a more consummate hypocrite every day of his life. He [...]

Current affairs abound in dichotomies, real and imagined. The past few days have taught me that right this news-second there are two people in this great nation of ours: those who are in an almighty froth over Rowan Williams’ recent speech, and those who have actually read it.
… The secular lawyer needs to know where [...]

I’ve had another close encounter with a carthorse. Yes, my dear friend Ron from Ashton Carthorse rang me again, but I just couldn’t get to the mobile in time.
You know how it is with old buddies: he was going to leave a quick message on my answerphone, but he couldn’t resist having a bit [...]

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