They did my state some service and I know it

There can’t be many left. If at all. Of that cohort of teachers who taught me or otherwise in the 50s – 60s, the last one of any influence on me has passed away. Keith L. a dapper, fussy little man introduced me to the stage – in my UVI at grammar school I played … Continue reading They did my state some service and I know it


Death – not the Great Equaliser

A policeman standing outside the Houses of Parliament is stabbed before he can move. No intervention, no attempt to prevent the murdering Adrian Elms, above all no time to move, no heroic actions, "just" a sad violent death. Four civilians walking on Westminster Bridge are mown down by this same man. "Just" four sad violent … Continue reading Death – not the Great Equaliser

More circuses, and bugger the bread

My freshly illumined telly presented me early this morning with the catchily monikered “Wife, mom, bounty hunter”. Let me stress I wasn’t channel-hopping, but had gone to bed after watching Boulting Brothers’ “The Wrong Arm of the Law” on ch 133 last night. I wouldn’t want you to think that I deliberately sit and watch … Continue reading More circuses, and bugger the bread